Tara Tainton Leaks Novels & Stories

Water was dripping on his chest from his wild curls, imitating her sweat trickling down her neck. The clip abruptly ended the moment Tara left the dressing room, no video of the person she was talking to. She turned to him when he threw the phone on the bed, looking down at her with an impassive face. She wanted to ask whether he saw the woman that she was talking to. "No clip of the motherfucker you're snitching with" And now she knew what he was thinking. She was the culprit all over again, she was the villain, she was the wrecker. She wasn't surprised to find that madam had covered her tracks. There was no record of her face on the entire planet's data, never will be.

In the end, he said nothing. The next morning, I was woken by a call from Chandler. "Ariana, check Twitter. I'm already handling it. Prepare to respond." I woke up instantly. "What happened?" His voice was low. "You and Tiffany are trending." #TiffanyLearyBreaksOffEngagement. #GreeneGroupCEONicholasGreeneCheatsWithAssistant. #NicholasGreeneHadASecretAffairWithHisAssistantForYears. #TiffanyLearyTheRealWoman.

Tara: (Send a laughing emoji) You don't have a choice, you have to except if you wish to get harassed by those aggressive reporters. What happened yesterday was not uploaded online because Bryan destroyed those reporters' cameras and sued their company, some went bankrupt in an hour. They don't even have a chance to save their heads not to talk of uploading it, so only a few people know about it. Even Tara was not aware, if she knew she would have come to visit Sherry and made sure those reporters got jailed. Sherry: Yes I know madam. Tara: Babe, you would be a godmother soon Sherry: ?

“I don’t have the access to stop it.” “You have eyes.” “I also have limits.” Victor fell silent for a moment, unable to refute that, unable to push her role any further than it realistically allowed. The final decisions still rested with Adrian. “I’m not asking this to blame you,” he said at last. “I want to know how far the damage goes.” Tara studied him carefully, choosing her words with caution. “From what I can see… it goes deeper than it looks. There are a lot of leaks, but everything is tightly controlled by Adrian.”

"Bianca, have you lost your mind? Get online right now! Your sex tapes are all over the internet! You seriously slept with other sponsors behind Mr. Tarrett's back? If you want to ruin yourself, fine, but don't drag the whole agency down with you!" My mind went completely blank. All I could hear was Claudia screaming through the phone. "You better explain those videos right now! And if Mr. Tarrett loses it over this, none of us are letting you off the hook!" Then the call cut off. My hands shook as I grabbed my phone. The trending page was flooded with my leaked intimate videos. And right at the top was the headline— [International Supermodel Bianca Belmont Slept Her Way to the Top] Dave's f

The space between them felt alive, heavy with words unsaid. “Lena,” he said finally, her name more like a confession. “Don’t,” she whispered. “Not unless you mean it.” The air between them shifted. For a heartbeat, neither moved too close, too aware. Then a sharp knock shattered the moment. Tara burst in without apology, holding a tablet like it was a smoking gun. “Sorry to interrupt this emotionally loaded eye contact, but we have a situation.” Lena blinked. “What now?” Tara thrust the screen toward them. “I found out who leaked your sketches.”

Mimi inquired, "the doctor says, his matter is getting worse and Tolu is planning to fly him out of the country" 'Tara says, "I want you to confide in me, I will never expose you," Mimi says, "because I noticed that you are bothered" Mimi inquired, "tell me which substance did you apply to his food or drink?" Mimi inquired, "I have explained everything to Sam and he has sent someone to bring dilution for me" 'Tara retorted,

"This is bad. I'm not going to sit here and pretend it isn't. But you are not the first person this has happened to. Do you hear me?" He held my gaze. "You know Damien Cole? The A-list actor with three blockbuster movies this year alone? His sex tape leaked four weeks ago. It was on every front page. Do you know where he is now? He's back on set. Filming. Working. Living life. Because this is something people can survive." I shook my head rapidly, still crying hard. Duncan continued; "And Sasha Tushh—she's the most streamed artist on the continent right now. Her p**n-tape came out in March. By April, she had a number one record."

Aria stood before them chin high, calm, lethal. Jonas hovered behind her like a condemned man. One board member leaned forward. “Ms. Whitmore, what’s going on?” Aria looked over her shoulder at Jonas. “Would you like to explain it? Or should I?” He shook his head miserably. “Very well.” Aria tapped her tablet, and the security packet projected onto the wall. Gasps filled the room. Jonas turned pale. “This,” Aria said, her voice cool and precise, “is a complete record of confidential material leaked from my department to Sterling Industries.”

She sneered, “I’ll take my leave myself, but just know you’ll regret this when your little wife gets the biggest humiliation of her life.” “What nonsense are you spouting? You’d better not try anything crazy,” Evan warned, his gaze menacing. “I know your little wife is pregnant!” Tara announced with a smug smirk, feeling victorious already. “Shocked?” she added, noticing the stunned look on Evan’s face. “I’m sure you must be shocked how I found out, right?” Tara pulled out her phone from her bag and played a video. It displayed what seemed like a bathroom ceiling, with Avery and Natalie’s voices heard in the background, talking about her pregnancy.