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Vera winced and held the phone away from her ear until the shrieking stopped. “Okay, I’m calm now,” her best friend said after a moment. “But Vee. The internet is eating you up. Half are wondering who you are, and the other half are already shipping you two like you’re a N*****x drama couple. And the comments, whew! The Sarah Langford stans are vicious. But honestly? You two look fire. Like, you belong in a perfume commercial.” Vera let out a shaky laugh. “Oh my God.”

She ignored it and continued to make her video, her big round ass vibrating as she twerked to a sensual music, 'Unholy. Dripping hot candle wax on her tits, Katharina moaned and ran her fingers through her pussy, her teeth sinking into her plump lower lip. Another message came in from the same user, "Changed my mind. I'm giving you one day, and if your video can make me cum in five minutes, I will make it five hundred thousand." Just then, Kate received a notification in her wallet. She had received a hundred thousand dollars from an anonymous fan, 'Mr. Sexy."

Everyone in the hall recognized the woman in the video and Veronica blinked her eyes frequently to stop her tears as she watched herself in the video and it shook her to the core. Isla glanced at her mother, only to find her smirking, and she felt disgusted. “Stop the damn video. It’s not true!” Maria shouted, and Aries gestured at one of his men, but it was too late. Alfred chuckled. “This doesn’t end here!” He said and looked at the screen, which now showed Veronica serving at the orgies in her shortest dress and one of the men spanking her ass as she passed by him. “This girl lured rich men, seduced them, used them, and then discarded them! This is how she survives and now she wants fame

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On the other hand, the evil being who paid my salary was capable of much more than that; Veronica had the power to take me off the rails almost completely without even touching me. Our mouths moved in perfect synchrony and my hands became entangled in her golden strands, giving strong tugs, as I knew she appreciated. Veronica slid her warm, soft palm down the burning skin of my thigh and reached under the skirt of my simple dress. She found herself about to touch my moist, throbbing spot. Finally, she reached the edge of my panties and pulled them aside, leaving the necessary space for her fingers to pass through without difficulty. With my eyes still closed, I broke the kiss and rested my f

"Shhh… this is insane! Ver, why is our hot boss going out of his way to pick up that basic girl and bring her to the office?!" Yuni exclaimed excitedly, peering through the window of Fame Palette Artisans Co.’s workspace that morning. Vera, who had been organizing her things on her desk, rushed over to Yuni. "Where… where is she?" she asked, curious. Immediately, curses and harsh insults spilled from her lips painted in "plump red devil" lipstick.