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Tasha Runs Away

Tasha, intent on regaining control over Arion, abruptly changed her plans. She dialed Raul’s number to inform him of the new development she had uncovered.

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“Ahhh, damn! That bastard must be busy enjoying that slut’s body!” Frustrated with waiting, Tasha grabbed her small suitcase, still unpacked since she had just arrived in Paris minutes ago using Raul’s private jet. “Will I be okay? Ah, no, no! At least I need to get out of this hotel and find another one!” she muttered, determined to escape, fully aware of the consequences she faced.

As she dragged her suitcase, she opened the gallery on her phone, browsing through her videos and photos with Arion. A smirk formed on her lips. “I won’t go down alone! So let’s fall together, baby!” she whispered.

Entering the elevator, she sent the photos and videos to a journalist she knew well, followed by a message, 'This is a big scoop for you. Make a great headline and don’t forget to blur my face.'

Tasha laughed, sati
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