The gala glittered with chandeliers and champagne. Ethan, tuxedo sharp, scanned for Clara. Vivienne clung to his arm, her gown a crimson sheath accentuating her cleavage. "Stay close," she murmured, lips brushing his ear.
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Clara approached, smirking. "Dance with me, Ethan." In the alcove, she pressed against him. "Tonight's the night. Leak the files."
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He hesitated, spotting Vivienne watching. Heart racing, he shoved Clara away. "No."
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Chaos erupted. Clara slapped him; Vivienne stormed over, overhearing fragments. "Traitor!" Vivienne's eyes blazed.
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Fists flew Ethan punched a security guard rushing Clara. Vivienne grabbed his collar, dragging him to a private suite. There, rage boiled over. She shoved him down, ripping his shirt, nails raking his chest. "Fuck me like you mean it," she snarled.
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He flipped her, tearing her dress, cock thrusting into her fury-wet pussy. They clawed and bit, bodies slamming in violent rhythm. She came screaming, he followed, cum mixing with sweat and tears. Secrets spilled: his deal with Clara, her own hidden affairs.
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Alliances shattered; the gala ended in scandals leaked not by him, but Clara's desperation.
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