Tara Tainton Leaks Novels & Stories

Once the scandal cooled off, once the media lost interest, once the company stopped panicking. Then I would go to Lena and explain everything. That Petra was just a cover. That the relationship was staged. That it was the fastest way to redirect the media storm Lena and I had created. Or maybe the storm I had created. My chest tightened at the thought. I should have protected her better. Before I could sink deeper into that thought, the office door suddenly opened. Without knocking. I already knew who it was. Tara walked in like she owned the building. Her posture was straight, confident, her heels clicking lightly against the floor. She looked relaxed, almost pleased with herself.

"Absolutely not! What about Lauren sleeping with so many men? Besides, what successful man doesn’t have a confidante? And those things Nora said could’ve been just jokes. Just because she said it… does that mean it really happened?" I laughed. "Those photoshopped composites are illegal. Just wait. As for you saying that my evidence isn’t sufficient, Mrs. Grant? That’s an easy fix." Michael tried to stop me from turning on the TV, but my father held him back. I cast the dashcam footage. Both their faces were crystal clear. The obscene video made even Mr. and Mrs. Grant squeeze their eyes shut. Michael covered his face with his hand. In his arms, Nora sobbed quietly.

"And Angelina's bastard is sleeping in your house right now, enjoying the life that belonged to your son." "No... no... this can't be true..." Darren shook his head. "Angelina would never betray the family." I sneered. "Do you want to know how she framed me?" "Those love letters, she wrote them herself, mimicking my handwriting." "Those so-called date photos were composites she paid someone to create." "And the 'love token' in my vanity, she planted it there herself." Darren's face grew paler and paler. "She even put on a show for you, pretending to accidentally discover this 'evidence'."

"My reaction exactly. Apparently, Chase is Chase Howard, and his family is one of the largest in media." Tara runs her tongue through her teeth. "That's crazy, but going public isn't something we really wanted." "But it was always going to happen," I tell her. “You do know going public is going to mean a lot of prying especially because we have been making waves recently,” Tara reminds me. “Exactly.” Tara looks torn then adds, “And they might dig into our pasts...” My gaze hardens at that. “Yes, I am aware of that.”

This didn't just help create exposure for Solomon and the B mobile phone, it also served to crush both Hilda and Jordan phone all at once. However, a fresh piece of news spread across Taadi on Friday. The headline: 'Top Male Celebrity in Taadi Got His Phone Hacked: Pornographic Images and Secret Files Leaked!' At the same time, workers in Damien Entertainment, and even Solomon himself, had pornographic images with their faces on it compressed into a 10GB zip file that was uploaded online and circulated all around Taadi. Since Solomon had just recorded an interview about how his phone had been hacked and how there were a lot of private files and data leaked to the hacker, the public easily be

“Summer wired twenty-five grand into an untraceable account the same week Shawn leaked the fake hotel video.” Tiffany’s head snapped toward us. “Oh, you have got to be kidding me.” My eyes narrowed. “Summer’s deeper into this than we thought.” “Worse,” Bethany said. “She’s not just backing Shawn—she’s orchestrating half of it.” Tiffany scrolled on her phone. “We’ve got timestamps, voice notes, and now money trails.” I leaned forward, heart pounding. “And that means we’ve got leverage.” Bethany looked at me, eyes wide. “Kaia… if we pull all of this together—if we go public with it…”

However, Hailey narrowed her eyes and scrutinized Tara carefully, unsure if her concern was genuine or just an act. "Do you also think I cheated on the entrance exams?" Hailey asked. Tara remained silent for a moment, but eventually shook her head. "No, I don't think so." Hailey glanced at the phone on the table. It seemed someone had discovered the meeting Hailey had at the Dean's office on her first day, where Mr. Ross rejected the offer to place her in his class, claiming she had cheated. Due to the previous incident that had brought her into the spotlight, Hailey had become the subject of various controversies, including speculations about her appearance being the result of plastic surge

“I think that’s a fair punishment for your mistake. You should also thank the PR specialist for finding a way to fix your mess.” Her brows knitted together at the mention of Sera. I still hadn’t confronted her about what she witnessed that day, but deep down, I knew Tania wouldn’t stay silent for long. “She leaked the information to the press,” she blurted out suddenly. “She what?” I asked, my confusion evident. “She leaked the information to the press,” Tania repeated, her eyes filled with spite. I recognized her envy toward Sera and how it had blurred her perspective. “And do you have any proof of that?” I pressed, unwilling to be dragged into her drama.

INTIMACY (The bastard) Tara's P O V I didn't expect to see Charlie. I thought it was some random guy or even a reporter that wants to sneak into her ward room. "Yes, now can you let me see her?" He requested. "Um..I..I'll go talk to her first about it, CB, let me ask her," I replied him and immediately opened the ward door and got in. I went to sit beside Rosanna. Tho she is no longer crying but she still has that dull face on, she haven't spoken anything about the incident and I in turn haven't told her about the leakage of the video to the general public.

Cassian asked quietly. Rowan looked away. “Cassian” “You didn’t run this time.” “I wanted to.” “But you didn’t.” They stood in a fragile moment, toes on the edge of something irreversible. Before either of them could speak again, Cassian’s phone buzzed. LENNOX: Hey, I did some digging. Didn’t find much, but I talked to Taryn. She’s rattled too. Definitely didn’t leak it. LENNOX: Also… we still celebrating or nah? Your birthday’s in three days.