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Lilyana - the only daughter of tycoon Sterne was involved in a fight with her boyfriend, Rafael. Beautiful model, Lilyana Aaralyn Sterne is at it again! This time Lilyana committed an act of violence against her boyfriend. Rafael Benitez, the handsome up-and-coming actor, was abused by his girlfriend, Lilyana Aaralyn Sterne. Revealed! Lilyana was abusing and exploiting her assistant. Not only was she abusive. Lilyana was also involved in a bullying case against the assistant who worked with her. Lilyana's assistant's confession...

Bianca's POV Liam also drove me the next day to the studio where I was going to be having my photo shoot for Lilith. Harriet couldn't tag along because she had a doctor's appointment. Lilith was a lingerie, clothing and beauty retail company known nationwide and even across the globe. It was famous for its sexy brands, its annual fashion shows, endorsing of supermodels such as myself and was one of the largest lingerie retailers in the United States. Lilith had over 1000 retail stores in the US and about 500 stores in UK, Canada and other countries combined. It was leading in the industry and only the best supermodels graced their annual fashion shows and are made their various brands' ambas

The research might one day protect Mia and perhaps Sienna as well. On the sofa, Sienna suddenly let out a small laugh at something on her phone. She had stumbled across a video posted by Xena’s studio. In the soft glow of the sunrise, Xena stood on a hotel balcony in a silk slip dress. She looked into the camera, her hair tousled by the morning breeze. Her lips were softly flushed, her eyes half-lidded, her expression carrying a lazy, deeply satisfied glow.

The sweet air was shattered by a recording and photos that no one expected, splashing across the screen for all to see. Whispers and gasps swirled around me, growing louder by the second. "The Wallace family sure knows how to put on a spectacle!" "He's marrying his brother's widow?" "Doesn't Emily see what's happening?" "Perhaps they've joined forces to kill Jeffrey so that there's more inheritance to go around." Chaos reigned on the stage. Emily's screams pierced the air, begging for the screen to be shut off, her earlier joy wiped away in an instant. Margaret, catching sight of the screen's contents, collapsed. This time, it was not for show.

"I know how to manage it." Something moved briefly in Saoirse's expression. Not quite a smile. Something older and more considered than a smile. "Yes," the elder said quietly. "I believe you do." She signed the document. Her full name. Clear. Unhurried. Sera. Luna of no current pack. Formerly of Ashveil. She looked at her own signature for one moment. Then she looked up. "File it," she said. Outside, the borderland afternoon was tipping toward evening.

“You look like you’re preparing for psychological warfare.” Sienna folded her arms tighter across her chest while staring at the elegant white place cards arranged near the entrance of Milan’s charity gala. Crystal chandeliers glittered overhead while string music drifted softly across the ballroom. And directly beside Luca’s name? Viviana Moreau. Theo followed her gaze and immediately winced. “Oh no.” “Who is she?” “You know who she is.” Sienna absolutely did know who she was. Viviana Moreau was a French actress and international campaign model who was frequently photographed wearing obscene diamonds while leaving yachts beside impossibly famous men. Also apparently? Luca’s ex-girlfriend.

I still wonder if my dad was so eager to move on that he couldn't wait till the mourning period was over before going after this woman. Beside Vero was Caroline, her daughter. Twenty three years old, slender. Her dark straight hair fell on both sides of her shoulders, her face twisted in what looked like disgust. "Speak, you idiot!" Vero spat. "Oh, wait. You can't speak. That's right." She chuckled as if it were funny, Caro joining her. They were both laughing at me, devoid of guilt. I bit my cheeks to hide the tears that were fighting to run down my cheeks. I blinked profusely, my eyes already blurry.

Silas was more than he appeared, and I couldn't help but wonder about the secrets he held. "Hey, come on, you two, let's grab some breakfast," Gerald invited, his tone warm and inviting, a bit of a contrast to the formal setting. He motioned towards the dining area, signaling for us to follow. Silas replied with a short, "Sure, Dad," but I could sense the hesitation in his voice. It was subtle, but there, telling me he wasn't exactly thrilled about the idea of a new Luna, especially my mom, Kendall. As we headed to the dining area, I walked alongside Silas, stealing a glance at him. There was a whole mix of feelings written on his face, hinting at a deeper story. It was clear he was grapplin

So, bar the occasional out-of-town mountaineer that might stumble into the area, we were pretty free from outside interventions. Which meant that no one would think to come looking for Sienna here. If there was indeed anyone that would miss her. She seemed pretty adamant earlier today that she needed to get back to the orphanage. Which meant that surely she at least had friends there? It was the only reason that I could think that anyone would choose to return to a life of being decidedly alone. That is… unless there was a boyfriend in the picture? I look down at the rag that Beta Devon had handed me once Sienna was settled. It was supposed to be a sequined dress, but it looked like there wa

A new true-crime channel, *Shadow Empire*, released a rushed video that garnered three million views in hours: dramatic reenactments, blurred crime scene photos, and a narrator asking, “Who had the power—and the rage—to do this to one of luxury’s brightest stars?” One voice cut through the noise before it was silenced. A junior staffer from Ice & Eternity, a young woman named Lena Moreau, gave a brief interview to an independent blogger. “Malik was finalizing a major campaign with Elara Lennox right before he vanished. They had several private meetings. Then… this. It can’t be coincidence.” The clip spread like wildfire for ninety minutes.