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Night stretched too long. Too silent. Too empty. The penthouse felt wrong without him. Like the walls themselves knew their master wasn’t home. Violetta sat cross-legged on the floor of Draven’s study, laptop open, Rosa’s tiny USB plugged in. The only light came from the screen. Blue. Cold. Unforgiving. Her fingers trembled when she opened the first folder. Celeste_Accounts Liam_Transfer Witness_Payments Her breath caught. Money trails.

Her voice is almost petulant, God she is pathetic. “You are a freeloader, Violet,” I tell her with my hands on my narrow hips, holding the phone still in my hand. “You always will be. You are the lowest of the low. Say why don’t I get my people to call your drug cartel boss and let him know you are blackmailing people now. See how he likes that. I daresay he’d want you to be keeping a low profile. Not for me to take pictures of you fraternizing with the likes of Xander and posting it all over YouTube and TikTok now then would he.”

Her voice was casual, entrepreneurial, like selling nudes on OnlyFans, but this was next level. Comments exploded. 'Show that pussy!' 'Make it hurt.' I tossed in a hundred bucks for a private zoom, my cock leaping back to attention.

she muttered. She took the phone from Antonia's hand. "No!" she barked and stumbled back. "It can't be, it can't be," Athena muttered. "My lady, I hate to break it to you. The video was leaked by an anonymous person; I tracked it, and it was Mitari Tonlas—Tari's sister," Antonia said, watching Athena's face closely. "That bitch! First she sabotaged my plan and caused the accident, now she is leaking a fucking sex tape! A sex tape!" Chief Athena yelled and threw the phone toward the window.

So he could sneak off and masturbate to a bunch of blonde whores who wouldn’t in a million years do the things they did in those videos to him. It got worse. As I was scrolling through his history, I saw that he’d spent time on Fans Only, where he paid for a premium subscription with a woman calling herself Alexa Villasario. I went into their messages, and saw that he’d also paid for “custom videos”, which were 30 second clips of her masturbating with a dildo and moaning his name. He’d also sent her pictures of his private parts for “dick ratings”. She called him daddy, and they literally had conversations about me, talking about how I drove him to her, and how he loved her with all of his h

Violet POV. I wanted to be alone for a bit, I wanted to get away from Evander, or daddy, or whatever his name is, I just wanted to be left alone. I was hurt, I felt betrayed, I felt like I was dealt a bad deal, why didn't he tell me who he is? I always thought I'd be alone, I was sure no one wants me, I was sure not on earth and not in space, but he was there.

Now, it'll be hard to find that girl since there's no record of her. Violet knew that it might stir him up as it stirred her up when she watched the videos that she took with Victor. It was supposed to be private but somehow EPUA managed to hack her things for a week to get through it. She's just glad that they couldn't hack the very private ones. Now, she has to show it to him. <><><><>

Gossip blogs exploded. And Nathan Cross? He took the bait. By nightfall, a private but “accidentally” leaked video hit the dark web—a grainy shot of Leila at Whitmore Park. No audio, just her silhouette and Nathan’s unmistakable profile. The implication was clear. Leila was disloyal. She’d been meeting with his rival. The press had a field day. What Nathan didn’t know was that the entire leak was traced. And now Adrian knew exactly which of Nathan’s fake corporations had uploaded it.

It shattered into a hundred glittering pieces. Outside, the world was feasting on their ruin. Headlines screamed across every major outlet: “ASHFORD HEIR’S OFFICE SEX SCANDAL: Explicit Photos Leak—Fiancée Aurelia Vance Devastated” “From Power Couple to Public Disgrace: How Owen Ashford Threw Away a Billion-Dollar Empire” “Homewrecker Revealed: Silea Vance’s Long History of Targeting Her Sister Exposed” The photos were everywhere—high-resolution, merciless. Owen’s bare back, Silea’s legs wrapped around him, her head thrown back in ecstasy. Nothing blurred. Nothing censored. The internet didn’t forgive, and it certainly didn’t forget.

he asked after she sat down. Violet told him that she wanted to withdraw all the money in her account and close down the account. The manager didn't seem happy and he asked her the reason she wanted to do that. "It's for personal reasons," She replied. The manager, seeing that he couldn't persuade her not to do the withdrawal, asked for her name and when he heard her name, he felt something familiar about it. When he looked at his computer system to see Violet's account, he immediately recognized the account. That was the account Jason Clarksville had called him to wire a huge amount of money into from his account. He could remember that Jason had told him that Violet was his wife.