Val Chmerkovskiy Instagram Novels & Stories

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Do you know them? Chelsea shrugged it off. He had his fair share of haters, and he wasn't losing sleep over this one. "Honestly, I don't know who it is, and I don't plan on finding out. If it's someone I know, they're a coward for not confronting me directly." He flashed his signature smile. "Anyway, that's a wrap for today, lovelies! Don't mind the drama with that one user. I'm outta here, but I'll be back with more tea tonight. Catch you all later! And if you're not following me yet, what are you even doing with your life? Hit that follow button for more of this sass. Toodles! #chelsxtroll #chelsealoveshisfans"

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Jeonghan gasped before he picked up his phone from his inner pocket. "I have no objection, Mr. Chwe," Joshua replied, followed by Seungcheol's response, "Me too." "Alright!" Vernon cheered then posted their picture on his social media account. "What's your Instagr*m account? Is it okay to follow you?" Jeonghan asked. "Sure, I'll follow you back," Vernon said. "My account is Chwe underscore Not underscore Chew."

whispered the man. The man had just seen the photos sent to his cell phone by someone for him. It was very newest photos, just a few minutes ago, a photo that he could no longer deny to be true. Photo of a man was kissing a young girl in a car. A man who he knew as Skandar Alexander Hemingway, the famous main heir of the Chagall Corporation. He did not care who the billionaire conglomerate kissed a woman to, he did not care. What he strongly denies and he could not believe was the identity of the girl. The girl whom he kissed.

The sound of shuffling filled the area, and it wasn’t until I heard Viktor curse that I realized that my mate was stripping out of her clothes, giving them a show of her body. “Yes, I have nothing to hide, and you see without touching” she said, calming down. I clenched my fists on the chair beside me, and seeing my reaction, Ivan put a hand on my shoulder, squeezing it gently. I was the one who put her through this, and I knew that I was to handle the consequence of it, but fucking hell did it bother me to know that another man was getting a glimpse of he beauty, and the men were ones that I wanted dead.