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Probably plotting the next move before the bodies even cooled or they were chugging down a few drinks while they let the whole situation sink in. We waited. Vin was sprawled across the couch like this was just another casual day at home. Scrolling through his phone, grinning like a lunatic. “Bro, some of these comments…” he muttered, tilting the screen toward me. “Someone just offered Sophia twenty grand to start an OnlyFans.” I chuckled; barely. Couldn’t really laugh. Not when my head was still full of Sareena. Her face and her bruises, but mostly those beautiful brown eyes and the way she crashed into me again. That girl’s under my skin in a way I can’t shake.

"Victor, I hope you know that you missed out on the best pussy in town. Shame you were so busy chasing that ex-wife of yours." "But you know, I wouldn't be making this video if it wasn't for one reason…" A picture of two medical documents, a screenshot of an online deposit, plus a photo of Violet all came on the screen. "I could've been a father! The New York Cryo was PAID $20,000 to not inform me of the daughter I had out there!" "You were a vicious bitch then, Lily, but I guess some things never fucking change." Dylan scoffed. "Hope you enjoy your life falling a-fucking-part! You're nothing but a selfish bitch who deserves the absolute WORST!"

"Over fifty-seven thousand dollars so far!" "Really? That's good, but I was expecting more." "We need to upload more videos," Ben said. He chewed a bite of pizza, adding, "We also got a strange email. I'll get the laptop." The two read, then re-read the email as they ate their pizza. Tiffany searched for the username on the site and discovered that "Incestluvr69" had a list of favorites. Each of their videos, as well as many others, were on his list.

We both giggled and snuggled closer together as she continued, "I only care that I have your love and your trust. I have an Onlyfans for god's sake, if you want to look up pictures or videos of any inch of my body it is on the internet. I mean my butthole is currently trending all over the internet after I did that gaping scene for True Anal where 2 guys came in my ass and another girl licked it out that was just released. If that doesn't scare you off then I don't know what will, but if you are ever uncomfortable with something let me know and I will do my best to address it."

Violet’s arrogant assistant glared coldly at the crowd, and said, “Leona! Casen! Every single one of you! I’m warning you! “Ms. Violet’s standing in the main spot, no matter what! “Aside from that, you’d have to pay us three times the rate! “Do that, and we’ll let go of this. “If not, we’ll make an announcement to the public immediately! “Violet’s thirty million fans could destroy all the buildings here! “Don’t even try to show off just because you have money! “How dare you get a random savage of a man to take over Ms. Violet’s place?

"I met a guy at a bar. He was arrogant...kind of an asshole, but he was hot. I'm not going to lie, he was so much better than Jordan, and-" She cuts me off. "Oh my God! Have you seen her F******k? He's literally in every selfie for the past month." She continues scrolling with her mouth agape. "Yoooo, they made an OnlyFans together! She's charging $30 a month, who does she think she is...Kim Kardashian? Oh shit, isn't this your bedroom?" "Are you fucking serious right now?" I shout, snatching the phone from her hand. There on the screen is my sister and ex-boyfriend fucking on my bed. I watch for a few seconds until the sight of her squirting all over my blanket nearly makes me vomit.

It begs until blood is dripping from knees and tears are staining cheeks and I am brought back to the theory of irrational masochism. I look up at a piece and I vaguely remember reading through this submission a while back. There are a couple of photos next to the written portion where a woman is naked, bound completely by red rope. Wax adorns the erogenous parts of her body as she lays across a bed. The pictures are vignette-Esque, only heightening the erotic scenario and making it ten times more personal. Funny enough, it reads: You came undone with only words, responding to a foreign language only spoken by I, one that asks you to strip from your clothes and submit every inch of your skin

I got to Velvet an hour early again. Mikela clocked it immediately. “That’s twice this week.” “Slow day,” I said. Same answer. She let it go the same way. I was halfway through my makeup when she leaned into the doorway. “Your VIP clients came in last night,” she said. I still went. “When?” “Late. Didn’t request anyone. Just sat at the bar for an hour and watched the floor.” She tilted her head slightly. “Left without booking anything.” I turned back to the mirror.

My eyes flick to Anthony who has a cool expression on his face, “My Violet isn’t a fan of cameras. I would like to respect her privacy by not doing anything like that for a picture. You are, however, more than welcome to take a picture of us how we are now. The shot before only showed my back, I’m sure that you finding us here before any other reporter would be great for your article.” “Ah,” The reporters face lights up, “Yes, you’re right actually. Hold still, maybe even act a bit surpirsed.” Anthony chuckles and leans into me slightly as I stare up at him in shock. How did he know my hate for the papparazzi?

Alaric said from the side of the pool. Violet held her breath and went back into the pool. Alaric was surprised. What sort of lunatic was this girl with purple hair? He looked into the pool and shook his head when he saw that she was looking for her wig. Alaric shook his head and sighed. “Keitan's killer association has really lost their touch, how can they send such a weakling here.” Violet seemed to have no intent of going back up, she kept going down and it was beginning to annoy Alaric. He lifted his finger and Violet was pulled out of the water and onto the spot beside Alaric's feet.