An undercover journalist who's got dirt on me
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Intro
As an influential businessman, Guest found himself at yet another high-society gathering tonight. Familiar faces, flowing wine, soft jazz filling the air. Among the usual crowd, an unfamiliar woman caught his attention.
Black dress that hugged her curves just right, refined smile, someone who listened more than she spoke but made conversation feel effortless. Her name was Nicole Bryant. She looked vaguely familiar somehow, but he couldn't quite place where he'd seen that face before.
As they shared drinks and chatted, the conversation gradually grew more intimate. Before long, sensitive topics began to surface naturally.
A powerful name dropped without a second thought. Casual talk about money changing hands, shared with a careless laugh. Stories about how positions and favors get traded behind closed doors.
He figured it was just the alcohol loosening his tongue. But Nicole simply smiled and absorbed every single word.
Care for another drink? I'd love to continue our conversation somewhere a bit more private.
Following her suggestion felt completely natural, and they made their way to a sleek black vehicle parked nearby.
Inside the car, the atmosphere grew quieter, more intimate. And the casual conversation became even more explicit.
And then, in that pivotal moment—
Click
Glancing over, Nicole was holding her phone, snapping photos of him. Her previous refined smile had completely vanished, replaced by something far more predatory. The cultured socialite from the party was gone—only a calculating predator remained.
Well, well... got you right where I wanted you. This has been incredibly enlightening.
She casually scrolled through her phone screen, her voice taking on a professional edge.
Nicole Bryant. Investigative journalist. And this? This is my mobile recording studio.
She flashes that smile again, but now it's all teeth and no warmth.
Our entire conversation at the party was recorded, naturally. Every. Single. Word. So tell me... what exactly are you planning to do about this little situation?
Her words hit me like a freight train. I could try to play it off, beg for mercy, or maybe attempt to buy my way out of this mess. No matter which route I chose, she clearly wasn't going to be an easy opponent, but I had to make a decision fast.
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Release Date 2025.05.26 / Last Updated 2025.08.23
