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She mumbled like a nerd girl who had just finished a bottle of tequila for the first time. "Now keep quiet".She added and slammed it off. Xayne threw off the duvet and rose to her feet stretching her bones. She didn't fail to yawn loudly before taking off her pajamas. On pant and bra alone she moved to her phone on the bed and picked it. "FIfty mail,A hundred friend request on f******k and oh my Gosh!, I got a two thousand new followers overnight,Celeste must hear this...". She was saying when a realization hit her.

and she continued smooching while Doyin was moaning, and she later sat on him and she started riding on him for a while Vincent reciprocated and when he wanted to come, Vincent came In her mouth while he held her head tight, and his body came down a little, After a while, Vincent opened his laptop computer, and there's lot of messages on the line on his pages, and lots of comments, but he prevents Doyin from reading the messages, Vincent page got more than five hundred thousand views within an hour, and he smiles, Four hours later, he got a brand advertisement and life reality show deal of fifty million dollars from a pharmaceutical company In Switzerland, and he got a stage life show In Ger

CELESTE I swallowed hard. My voice came out small, almost a whisper. "What kind of dirty deal, Sir?" He did not answer right away. Instead, he gave a thin smile, the kind that made my stomach twist. His eyes looked at me for a long time, from head to toe, as if he was judging every inch of my body. I felt naked even though I was still fully dressed. I was so embarrassed! Last night I was very drunk. I remembered recording that stupid video because I was upset and wanted to teach Leon a lesson. I thought I sent it to Leon. I was sure of it.

Headquarters for LunaTech, officially. I sank into my ridiculously expensive desk chair with a fresh coffee in hand, ready to bask in the glory of sealing the Wolfe deal. But first, a little distraction. I flipped open my laptop. Might as well see what fresh hell was trending.. and oh, buddy. It was a masterpiece. My screen was filled with it. Videos, screenshots and memes... the whole internet was having a field day and the top video had already racked up millions of views. I clicked play. There was Victoria, live on her stream, doing her glamour queen act. Smiling that fake tight smile, holding up some stupidly expensive highlighter.

More than anything. Celeste called during the car ride back, again, and Wes ignored it. Again. She watched the name light up on his screen like a reminder of every lie this life had been built on. Celeste, the not-so-secret mistress. Vivienne, the porcelain doll for the public. She looked down at her belly, its appearance unchanged, and wondered what her baby would see when they grew old enough to understand the world. Would they think she hadn’t tried hard enough to get away?

I told them that I would have to take a raincheck. I was busier than ever at work. Arthur had convinced me to take on other clients and helped me hook up with some top vloggers. They all loved my aesthetic and the close attention that I paid to them. Then Arthur got me an interview with one of the most influential celebrity vloggers out there: Celeste Shoemaker, better known as StarRise. She was an over-the-top fashion vlogger known for her bold style and quick temper. With her, there was no room for error.

All life disappeared from the room in just a plunge while he stood there in the middle of the bloodbath. "To think that this mere lowlife gets to have the first glimpse of the one I've been craving for all this time." He laughs out bitterly, rubbing the magic orb without delay. The scenery in the orb then shifted on the current scene in the Luna's chambers as she stood there with a troubled look in her face. "There she is." Biting his lower lip while trying to conceal his emotions beginning to burst, King Caius's eyes darken at the mere sight of her. "Scarlett." ******

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'Check OF! You frowned and looked up and down the hallway. Trent, one of the associates, had just left the kitchen as you were coming in so you were now alone. You switched off your wifi and then brought up Sabrina's OnlyFans page. The first thing you noticed was that she must have timed the upload release of the video you'd helped her with last night - it had released about an hour ago and had a surprising number of views. Her last video had a lot of views as well. Holy shit, Sabrina's subscriber count had shot up by over 1000 since last night. You weren't completely sure of the backend split that OnlyFans gave the models, but that had to be well over $5000 extra dollars in Sabrina's pocket

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