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“So, what are you trying to say?” “I’m saying that,” he whispered, glancing at the door. “... someone paid me a quarter million dollars to make sure none of you left this hospital alive… neither you nor the baby. I refused the second half of the money, and that’s why I’m telling you… because I want to save your life.” He slipped a small flash drive into my palm and closed my fingers over it. “This contains the security footage, alongside names and bank transfers, revealing how the whole operation went down. Use it wisely, Mrs. Brooks.”

There was no way she'd cry over a bastard like Connor. … Sylvie was the type to get over things quickly. The next morning, in a bid to finish her mission as soon as possible, she couldn't wait to text Connor, asking, "Are we doing it tonight?" "Are you that much of a shameless woman?" Connor replied within seconds. Sylvie waited for a few minutes. She could see that he was typing a message. Eventually, she got a response. "Wash up and wait for me." Sylvie smirked. After just two more times, she could leave Connor at last. Thrilled at the thought of finally reuniting with Damian, she wanted to celebrate by opening a bottle of red wine.

“Well, I am more focused on improving myself, I answered. “The nationals are around the corner, and I have so many demo competitions coming soon. I am excited about all of it, so I haven't really been bothered about anything else.” The boy smiled. “Thank you for your answer.” “Anytime,” I replied. “All right, people, that ends our stream for today. The next streaming schedule will be sent to your email. Do not forget to subscribe to the newsletter, so you get all the new information and special deals early. Bye guys” I sighed as I closed the stream. As amazing as it was, streaming was stressful. The fans were very interactive, though, and my bank account was swelling nicely.

“I won’t tell her—if you give me a collab right now.” He grinned then, the expression dark and full of hunger, as he released my hair and started unbuckling his belt slowly, the metal clinking loud in the quiet room. My eyes widened, dropping down to watch as the bulge in his pants strained against the fabric, and I couldn’t look away. “A live stream, starting up again immediately. You be my submissive little pet on camera, and I’ll direct the whole thing. Make it good, put on a real show, and your secret stays between us.”

“More like daggers.” “Oh no.” I could practically hear her sitting up straighter. “What happened?” I exhaled, lying back against my pillows. “Where do I even start?” “The beginning is always a good place.” “Fine.” I closed my eyes, letting the words flow. “So, I get there, right? The place is massive. Like, straight out of some rich-kid movie. And, of course, I’m getting stares the second I walk in.” “Typical.” “But then I meet this girl, Rachel. She seemed nice enough, showed me where my classes were.”

I had been putting off streaming for a while now, and maybe it was exactly what I needed to take my mind off tonight. I set up the red lights, shut the curtains, and sat in my vanity, blending out my makeup with the mindset of someone about to make a million-dollar deal. I wasn’t just Dala anymore. I was LunaLust. I could flash my tits to a hundred thousand eyes on the internet, and that was allowed because I was LunaLust. I'm not sure I’d do that, though. Maybe. When I finally logged into StreamForMe, the moment my camera flickered on, the number shot up. Twenty thousand people. Already waiting.

But one thing I won’t take lightly, is getting back at the people who ruined my life to this point. **** “What do you mean the viewership ratings are going down?!” I heard Grayson say over the phone, he wasn’t yelling, but his voice was stiff and obviously very upset. “Katrina, the update I’m asking about is the streaming platform we are about to launch, apparently we have more issues on ground,” I paused by the staircase, unwilling to interrupt his call, I stood by the staircase, his back facing me. He was facing the window, his shoulder seemed to tense as his grip on the phone tightened as he spoke.

With a serious laughter, Bryan said to his parents, "Ive got goooood news for you"! They both screamed... "Good news....! Hmm! "Yes"!, said Bryan. He continued.... "I want to tell you that I have decided to agree to your terms and conditions to my marriage with Angela. So, what's the next step to take"? On hearing this from Bryan, both parents looked at each other and smiled.... immediately, they stood up to hug Bryan and said, "Thank you so much for coming back to us son, we are grateful"!

USER sends 1000 diamonds to the streamer. USER sends 1000 diamonds to the streamer. USER sends 1000 diamonds to the streamer. USER sends 1000 diamonds to the streamer. It keeps on flooding their conversation, and Sam doesn't have any choice this time. The man rips his thin clothes as he is witnessing a perfectly fitted muscular body. His jaws nearly drop, seeing those on the screen of his laptop. [Why are you stunned? Do you like this body of mine?] it types his message as Sam, on the other hand, pulls himself together.

Chapter 83. Troy’s POV Just when I thought this wouldn’t get any worse, Stephen decided to surprise me with one of his ridiculous ideas. I walked into the room after class and he was already sitting cross-legged on his bed, phone in both hands, bouncing like he’d downed three energy drinks. The second he saw me he held the screen up. “You’re gonna lose your shit.” I dropped my bag. “What now?” “Biggest tipper just hit us up. He wants a private stream and he’s willing to drop TEN THOUSAND DOLLARS. All at one time.”