She's Still a Brat: Part 1
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One More Flick: Chapter 1
Chapter 1: Shadows of the Past Charles Gordon leaned back in the leather chair of his photography studio, the faint hum of the overhead lights blending with the soft jazz playing through the speakers. He adjusted his glasses and scrolled through the proofs from his latest shoot—a tasteful boudoir session for a blushing bride-to-be. Business was good. Life was better. After years of chaos, he’d carved out something stable, something real. His wife, Jillian, was the anchor of it all—beautiful, sharp-witted, and totally unaware of the man he’d been before they met. The phone on his desk buzzed, snapping him out of his daze. He glanced at the screen: an unknown number. Frowning, he swiped to answer. “Charles Gordon Photography,” he said, his voice smooth and professional. “Well, well, if it isn’t the king of cumshots himself,” came a gravelly voice on the other end, dripping with mockery. Charles’s stomach dropped. He knew that voice—Lou Decker, a sleazy producer from his old life, th...
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Chapter 1 The late afternoon sun bled across the hardwood floor of the Harper family kitchen, its rays slicing through the blinds of a now half empty house. Evelyn Harper stood at the sink, her hands buried in warm, soapy water, scrubbing a plate with a ferocity that betrayed her turmoil. The sharp clink of porcelain against porcelain was the only sound in a house that had grown hollow, each empty room echoing the absence of the life she’d known. At 36 Evelyn was still a vision—her auburn hair cascaded in loose waves, grazing the tops of her full breasts, which pressed against the delicate cotton of her blouse, the fabric clinging to her curves like a second skin. Her green eyes, once alight with a playful spark, now churned with a tempest of hurt and longing. Two days earlier, her husband, Mark, had shattered her world. No prelude, no explosive argument—just the cold thud of a suitcase hitting the floor and his flat, unapologetic words: “I’ve found someone else, Evelyn. I’m done....