Novel & Cerita Valerie Vaughn Leaks

“…escaped custody last night… led a human trafficking ring…” “…any information leading to her capture will result in a five million dollar reward…” A giant red banner flashed across the bottom: WANTED — 5 MILLION REWARD. I slammed my fist against the wall. “Who the hell leaked this? Who coordinated this?” I barked, spinning toward Lucas. “It’s everywhere, boss. Social media… news… every city channel,” Lucas said, voice trembling. I ran a hand through my hair. My fury wasn’t panic—it was pure, burning rage. Someone had dared to touch Valeria’s name, her image. Someone had the audacity to make her the villain in the story.

Later, as she was about to leave the office, a string of messages from Rachel popped up on her phone: [When did you tick off Farah? She’s been trashing you in all those chat groups.] [Now her friends are spreading rumors about you “seducing men.”] [They’re saying vile things. The Valcrosse family is no joke, Ava. Be careful.] Ava’s heart sank for a moment. The Valcrosse family was among the top five powerhouses in New York, and Farah, alongside her brother Colton, usually got anything they wanted. It was clear Farah was still furious about the Alexei scandal.

the maid read out, but by then I was already gone. My glass shattering to the floors as I heard this words, loud and clear. “Concerning the recent rumors… I would like to say, they are true! Yes, I am in a relationship with Valerie Hernandez! She is my woman and as such, I would like to ask you all to keep her name out of your mouths! She is a respectable young lady, established and a role model to the women community right here in this city! So, I see no reason why her name should be dragged through the mud over ridiculous speculations! Concerning every other news you may have heard… well, I have no hand in it. I am in no relationship with anyone but Valerie Hernandez! Stop bashing such a g

The sound of her phone buzzing dragged Valeria out of uneasy sleep. At first, she thought it was just another late-night message from Damien, cryptic, charming, always in control. But as she reached for the device, her blood ran cold. Her screen was flooded. Dozens of notifications, one after another. Emails. News alerts. Mentions on social media. Headlines blaring her name. Her trembling hand opened the first link. “Valeria Caught in Scandal: Leaked Files Suggest Hidden Accounts, Fraudulent Deals.”

Leo stayed close to me, and even when things got tense around us, his presence kept me calm. I sat at the desk, reviewing documents that had once been private. Each one told a story I had never meant to share. A small clinic I built in an unknown town. A school I funded anonymously. Now everything was open to the public. And all of it was being questioned. Nathan finally spoke after hours of silence. “I’ve got something,” he said. We all turned toward him. His eyes stayed fixed on the screen as he opened up a new file. “The leak didn’t come from inside Valehart,” he explained. “It was pulled from an external archive.”

he tosses his phone toward me, and it lands on the floor by my knee. I turn my face away. “No, Chase. It’s over. Just… leave me alone.” “Don’t be stubborn, Ivy. Look.” He insists, taking a step towards me. I hesitate, then reach for the phone with one hand, rubbing at my eyes with the fabric of the dress in the other. The screen comes into focus slowly through the blur of tears, and t headline makes my heart skip: HOUSE OF VALEMONT FINANCIAL RECORDS, CONFIDENTIAL DESIGNS, AND PRIVATE EMAILS LEAKED TO THE PUBLIC.

If I wasted more time, it would spread and it would take a click of a phone for someone to take a screenshot. Even if I couldn’t completely erase it from everyone, I was going to try my best to erase it from the famous websites. “Guess who told me about our business being online?” Vito asked and laughed. I thought for some seconds but I couldn’t think of anyone. “Who?” “Valerie.” He responded. I wasn’t expecting him to call her name. She must have been very happy about it. “I would have suspected she was the one who leaked the news if we didn’t know it was Damon.” Valerie was crazy and even if she didn’t have evidence of us being in a relationship, she was capable of starting a rumor.

And certainly not for the way he barked orders at me one day and then left a protein bar on my desk the next like some emotionally unavailable fairy godmother. Still, when I opened my browser and saw another headline blaring across my screen, something in me twisted. “JAX MADDOX: PRESSURE, PATERNITY, AND PR BLINDNESS.” Below it, the byline: Valerie Quinn for The Daily Pulse. Of course it was her. Val was ruthless. Always had been. I skimmed the article, scanning for anything redeemable. It was brutal. Quote after quote pulled from Camilla’s little performance. The supposed leaked audio. That infamous line: “You know I never wanted a kid.”

Laura broke the news. Rachel was all heartbroken but she plucked some courage and asked them both for proof. Valerie took out the photos from her purse which showed Leo and her in some uncompromising positions. After seeing the photos, Rachel just left their house sobbing. She was at her wits' end, not knowing what was wrong with Leo and why he crushed her trust for money.

A slender shadow slipped inside. It was Valerie. She had crept into my room under the pretense of talking about what happened. She closed the door quietly behind her and walked toward my bed. She was wearing a sheer, silk black nightgown that showed off the heavy, round shape of her bare breasts and the dark circles of her nipples. "We need to talk, Leo," she whispered, sitting on the edge of my mattress. "What we are doing is completely insane. It’s wrong." "Is it?" I asked, sitting up. I reached out, my hand sliding up her smooth thigh under the silk gown. "Because your pussy was soaking wet when you walked in here."