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When Alexander came back from work, he was in no mood for any more surprises. The day had been long, filled with endless meetings and negotiations. All he wanted was to come home, relax, and enjoy a quiet evening with Amelia. But as soon as he stepped through the front door, he was met with an unexpected sight. Amelia was sitting in the living room, scrolling through her phone, her attention fixed on the screen. Her face was illuminated by the soft light of the device, but Alexander’s entrance disrupted her focus. She looked up, her expression shifting from casual to concerned as she noticed the tension in his posture. Alexander wasted no time. He threw his briefcase onto the sofa and crossed the room, his gaze locked on Amelia. **“Babe, what are all these pictures of you with a man on the internet?”** he demanded, his voice carrying a mix of confusion and frustration. Amelia looked up from her phone, startled by the intensity in his voice. She stood up, her demeanor a blend of
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The bar was dimly lit, with a few groups of people scattered around, chatting and laughing. The atmosphere was laid-back, with soft music playing in the background. It was the kind of place where you could easily lose yourself in your thoughts, which was exactly what Amelia needed. She walked up to the bar and ordered a drink, something strong to help take the edge off her emotions. **Let him be in the house, worrying himself to death,** she thought as the bartender handed her the glass. **I’m not going back until I’ve had enough time to think.** She took a sip, savoring the burn as the alcohol went down her throat. Meanwhile, back at home, Alexander was pacing back and forth, worried about gnawing at him. **Where could she be?** he wondered, glancing at the clock for the umpteenth time. It was already 10:30 PM, and there was still no sign of Amelia. His anger from earlier had subsided, replaced by a growing sense of concern. **What if something happened to her?** He picked up h
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Richard drove through the quiet streets, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly as he navigated the darkened roads. Amelia was slumped in the passenger seat, her head resting against the window as she drifted in and out of consciousness. The effects of the drug were still strong, and she was barely aware of her surroundings. Richard glanced over at her, his mind racing with a mixture of guilt and determination. He had crossed a line tonight, and he knew it. But there was no turning back now. **I just need to make sure everything goes according to plan,** he thought, his heart pounding in his chest. **No one can know about this.** Richard had already arranged for a hotel where he could take Amelia, one that was discreet and hard to find. It was a small, out-of-the-way place that didn’t ask too many questions. He had paid for the room in cash, ensuring there would be no paper trail leading back to him. As he pulled into the hotel parking lot, he took a deep breath, trying to
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After a long and exhausting drive, Amelia's driver finally reached Alexander's estate. The tall iron gates, a symbol of both grandeur and security, creaked open as the gateman, ever vigilant, allowed them inside. The car rolled down the long driveway, past the manicured lawns and fountains, before coming to a smooth halt in front of the grand entrance.As soon as Amelia stepped out of the car, she noticed something was off. The air was thick with tension, and nearly all the household staff were gathered outside, their faces etched with expressions of shock, confusion, and something else she couldn’t quite place—was it pity? She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself, but her heart pounded in her chest. She could feel their eyes on her, scrutinizing her every move as if she were a ghost who had just materialized out of nowhere.The silence was deafening. Usually, the estate buzzed with activity, a reflection of the wealth and influence that Alexander wielded. But today, the only
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That same day, Alex sat in his office, staring blankly at his computer screen. The images he had seen earlier were burned into his mind, playing on a loop that he couldn’t shut off. His wife, Amelia, the woman he had trusted with his heart, was in those pictures, and it made his stomach churn with a mixture of anger, betrayal, and confusion. He couldn’t focus on his work, no matter how hard he tried. Every email, every report, every task seemed trivial compared to the turmoil raging inside him.He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white as he tried to suppress the flood of emotions threatening to overwhelm him. But it was no use. The more he tried to ignore it, the more the anger bubbled up, demanding to be addressed.Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore. He picked up his phone and dialed Claire, his personal assistant. She answered almost immediately, her tone professional as always. “Mr. Alexander, how can I assist you?”“Claire,” he said, his voice cold and steely, “I need y
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Richard paced back and forth in his dimly lit apartment, his heart racing as he clutched his phone in one hand. The events of the past few days had spiraled out of control far beyond what he had anticipated. He had been a pawn in a larger game, a game orchestrated by Chloe, and now, he found himself on the losing side. His hands were shaking as he dialed Chloe’s number, his mind racing with anger, fear, and confusion. The phone rang twice before she answered. Her voice was cold, detached, as if she had been expecting his call. "What do you want, Richard?" she asked, her tone laced with impatience. "Chloe," Richard began, trying to keep his voice steady, "why did you post mine and Amelia's nude pictures are on the internet? That wasn’t part of the plan. You promised me—" "Excuse me?" Chloe cut him off sharply, her voice now tinged with anger. "You don’t even have the right to call me and speak to me in such a way. Are you out of your senses, or what?" Richard’s heart pounded in
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Alexander sat in his study, the events of the past few days swirling in his mind like a hurricane. The scandal surrounding his wife, Amelia, had rocked his world to its core. The images that had surfaced on the internet haunted him, and the accusations against Amelia had put a strain on their marriage that he wasn't sure they could survive. But one thing was certain: he had to get to the bottom of this. He had to find out who was behind this calculated attack on his family. With a deep breath, Alexander picked up his phone and scrolled through his contacts until he found the number he was looking for. Investigator Lucas was one of the best in the business, known for his discretion and efficiency. If anyone could uncover the truth, it was Lucas. He pressed the call button and listened as the phone rang. After a few moments, a familiar voice answered. "Hello, Investigator Lucas speaking," the voice on the other end said, calm and professional. "Good morning, Lucas. It's Alexander,"
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What did you find?" Alexander asked, his heart pounding in his chest. "I spoke to someone who has connections in the media," Lucas explained. "They told me that the pictures of your wife were leaked by someone who was paid to do it. I’m still trying to trace the payment, but it’s clear that this was a deliberate setup." Alexander’s mind raced as he processed the information. "Do you know who paid them?" he asked, his voice tight with tension. "Not yet," Lucas replied. "But I’m getting closer. I have a few more leads to follow up on. I’ll keep you informed as I learn more." "Thank you, Lucas," Alexander said, his voice filled with gratitude. "I don’t know what I’d do without your help." "Just doing my job, sir," Lucas said. "We’ll get to the bottom of this, I promise." After the call ended, Alexander sat in silence, his mind spinning with possibilities. Someone had paid to have those pictures leaked. But who? And why? The more he thought about it, the more determined he bec
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