chapter 160
Author: Quin Ari
last update2025-11-15 23:59:45

The president turned around and froze. On the giant screen behind him played a video of him having sex with multiple women. His jaw dropped.

For a heartbeat he couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. How the hell did this leak? Who did this?

“Turn it off. Turn it off, pull it, pull it, pull it! Switch this thing off!” he barked, voice cracking with panic.

His men scrambled, looking around frantically until one finally managed to kill the feed. But the damage was done.

Flash after flash exploded in his face as the paparazzi surged forward, cameras raised like weapons.

“Mr. President, is this infidelity?”

“Sir, how do you feel about this revelation?”

“Mr. President, care to explain?”

Their questions crashed over him as he stood there, exposed, stunned, and rapidly losing control of the room.

The president staggered back a step, his throat tightening as the barrage of questions closed in on him.

His security detail formed a wall, but the reporters pushed against it, shouting over one another
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