Simone Asmr Leaked Novels & Stories

Did you see how pissed he looked after that? "Yeah," Simon said. He still could not explain how he felt he knew these people. He made a mental note to look up Peter Brooklyn's website where he explained the intricacies of reincarnation. "I'm going to check out the restaurant to see if I might spot him there," Simone said, filling the silence. "Are you interested in coming along?" "Not today," he replied. "I have an important business meeting online that I need to attend." "Okay see you around later then," she said, getting up.

SIMON Simon Beaumont returned to work the next day like nothing fucking happened. He acted as though his name wasn't plastered all over social media with videos from when he went to visit Paula in the police station. A clip from when he told her to shut up surfaced, and all of a sudden, everyone was calling him a misogynist, and a narcissist—a term that played in his head over, and over since the first person to ever call him that was his student, Zoey Prince.

Mimi's phone buzzed on the kitchen counter, interrupting the silence. Looking over, her heart skipped a beat at the sight of the message appearing from an unidentified number. Trembling hands made her swipe the screen to start the video. Her breath caught as the video began. Simeon sat there, his little body bound to a chair, gagged, and clearly afraid in the dark light of an unknown room. His eyes were large, frantic, and full of dread. Though she couldn't pull herself away from the TV, tears filled her eyes.

"...room." I roll out of my bed and head straight to my desk. My laptop's screen is turned on, and there's a video displayed on it. I click on play as the events from last night fills my ears. From Lacey's toast, to how we ended up drunk, to my drunken confession. We filmed it all. Simone must've transferred the videos to my Laptop. Big question is if they remembered to delete it from the camera. I can't afford anyone else seeing that video.

“One night. Scratch the itch. She’ll never know.” Simone stepped closer. Her fingers trailed down my arm, light but electric. “I’m not here to force you,” she whispered. “Say the word and I’m gone. But if you want to know what a different pussy feels like… I’ll ruin you for vanilla in the best way.” My throat was sandpaper. Fanny’s smile flashed again. Then Simone’s body—lush, dangerous, everything Fanny wasn’t. Just once. She’ll never know. I took her hand.

Simon was still under the impression that his relatives were all impressed by the video he put together, and he was relishing the thought until he noticed Plum glowering. Noel quickly dashed up the podium just then, anxiously pointing at the screen. "Dad, Dad…" Simon turned around and almost got a stroke when he saw what was playing on the screen. It was all records of his affair with Fiona Lamb! There were not just photos and videos either, but also records of their cringeworthy text conversations.

The secretary smiled at Luna, then at Simon. “Sir, good afternoon,” said Anne. Simon was looking at Anne, wearing a short skirt, and he could almost see her cleavage. “Secretary Anne, this is my fiancé, Luna. You already know her, don’t you?” Simon asked. “I already know her, Sir. But I didn’t know she was your fiance,” said Anne. “Well, she is,” Simon said. “Why are you wearing that again?” he asked. “Ah,” the woman said.

Then Dante spoke, low and calm. “Tell me what happened.” Ashley exhaled shakily. “I was out with Simon last night when he showed me the video. It was all over the internet, Dante. So I thought—” “You thought I was the one who made it?” Her throat tightened. “I didn’t say that.” “Well,” he said after a pause, “I wasn’t the one who recorded or leaked it.” Ashley let out a breath of relief. “Good. I’m glad. We don’t need to stoop to that level.”

Ann’s face suddenly became pale with fright. “Why did you have these?” She stuttered, looking terrible. “I’m afraid you still didn’t know my ability, Miss. There’s nothing in this world that I can’t achieve,” Simon blurted out. “After my assistant showed me your TikTok videos, I asked them to investigate your account and the two kids. When I found out which kindergarten they were in, I asked the kindergarten to organize a physical examination for the students, then I got their DNA from their saliva. So there comes the result in your hand.”