The Deposed Empress's Scandal Novels & Stories

"It was you last night, you disgusting harlot. What was your aim? To dent my image by seducing me and selling the news to the press?" Emily's mouth fell open. She took out her phone quickly and went to the news page. She saw the headline and broke into a cold sweat. The views on the page was well above 3 million in just twenty minutes. Wait, she was involved in a scandal with the powerful ceo? It was over for her. She opened her mouth to explain that she knew nothing about this. But Noah pulled her roughly towards the car. He shoved her in and shut the door. He turned on the ignition and said two words,

However, looking at his fleshy face, all I wanted to do was vomit. Just as he reached for my collar, a familiar, sharp pain shot through my lower abdomen. In a flash of inspiration, I hurriedly shouted, "I-I'm on my period!" The monster actually wanted to verify it for himself. When his stubby fingers lifted my skirt, I trembled shamefully. Fortunately, a remnant of his conscience compelled him to grant me a four-day extension, but his harsh words plunged my heart into despair. "Don't try anything funny." He waved his phone sinisterly.

Bianca sat at her dresser, alone in her bedroom, still in her silk robe, staring at her reflection in the vanity mirror. It had been two days since the gala. Two days since she'd watched Alaric walk past her—past her—and offer his hand to a stranger. Two days since the whispers had started. "Poor Bianca." "I certainly didn’t expect that." "She must feel so humiliated." She'd heard every single one as she'd fled the ballroom. She'd seen the pity in their eyes. The barely concealed glee.

Every claim backed by proof. The day of the exposé arrived faster than Elara had anticipated. The air was thick with tension as she sat in the living room of her estate, watching the news unfold. Reporters had caught wind of the story, and the headlines were already flooding in: "Hawthorne Scandal: Cassia’s Empire Built on Lies?" "Shocking Revelations from Hawthorne Heiress’s Private Diary" "Manipulation, Fraud, and Betrayal: The Dark Side of the Hawthorne Legacy"

He stammered. " I have no idea what happened but thanks to your stupidity, the whole of Winchester already knows about what happened years ago and last night. And the story is so twisted, Serena is regarded as the whore here! The paper says she seduced both brothers!!" She threw at him, anger dripping from her word. Gerald could only stare ahead, his gaze unseeing. " Congratulations Gerald. But you just succeeded in ruining everything I've spent years to grow."

The world doesn’t stop burning just because you’ve won. Sometimes it burns louder. By the next morning, the Blackwood empire was collapsing in real time. Every screen, every headline screamed about Sera and Catherine. Some called it “the greatest scandal in corporate history.” Others called it “a modern tragedy.” I just called it justice.

“I liked it better when we were gonna model for Red Angel. Why do they have to have a scandal at a time like this?” “Thought you'd know the answer to that…” Helen replied as she walked towards me. The manager she was talking to was beginning to leave. “The CEO had a feud with his ex-wife who is famous enough to drive a scandal. She must have planned to do great damage. Red Angel are even lucky that their new project hasn't been shown to the world. It would have been a flop!” “Toxic ex who refused to move on…” I muttered. “I am hoping you don't encounter that, honey!” Helen said carefully. “You have an ex too, don't you? He is a wealthy French man.”

Then, he quietly replied, “You’ll do.” The words should have stung, but instead, they sparked something I didn’t want to feel, which was the need to prove him wrong, to show I wasn’t just a pawn. Lunch didn’t help. While eating at the break room, I overheard whispers someone commenting on the scandal, someone else smirking as I passed by. Anger and embarrassment twisted inside me, but I refused to let it show. I kept my head down, ate quickly. “She’s Lucio’s assistant?” one voice murmured as I passed the break room. “That… girl from the scandal?”. Another added, “Bet she slept her way in.”

"I will never forgive you! I want you to live a life worse than death! Guards cut off this despicable woman's legs and throw her into the dungeon!" Then, Emma saw something dazzlingly golden. In the dark palace, its color surpassed everything, shining more brightly than any lamp, shattering the entire world. She knew it was the decree of deposing the Empress! The deposed Empress! The attendants continuously proclaimed, and somewhere, there were gazes like poisoned arrows, seemingly wanting to pierce through her heart. But her soul felt empty, as all thoughts in her mind disappeared, leaving only the two words, hatred. Finally, she couldn't hear anything more. Her complete soul had discarded

“Who alone was meant to see the images? I thought you knew better than this, Dahlia. You’ve handled so many cases like this.” Her words blurred into nothing. My eyes were glued to the image of me standing in my room, as naked as the day I was born, smiling at the camera like I had just won a trophy. I zoomed in and out, hoping to find a sign that it was photoshopped, but the truth was painfully clear. My nudes had been leaked. The only thing covering the little dignity I had left were three small tape emojis, two over my nipples and the last one between my thighs. Every other part of my body was so exposed that even a half-blind person would be left with nothing to imagine.