The video leaked before dawn.
It wasn’t the full thing—just a flash of skin, the slurred sound of Nicholas’s voice whispering something guttural in a foreign hotel suite. The audio crackled with intimacy. Grainy footage, but damning enough.
Sasha Vale had kept her promise.
By morning, the headline tore across the internet:
“Billionaire Nicholas Thorne’s Prague Scandal: s*x, Power, and Secrets.”
And attached to it, a question that sliced through every boardroom in Manhattan:
Who is the woman in the video?
Alina stared at the footage from her phone in the backseat of the black car. Nicholas sat beside her, unmoving, eyes forward.
The car was silent. Except for the chaos ringing from her screen.
“Are they saying it’s me?” she asked.
Nicholas’s voice was gravel. “They’re speculating.
