Anovel of crazy monaliza chapter 22 by: summer's spark

He walked towards the bathroom, the sound of running water echoing through the room.

Soon, He emerged a few moments later, a towel tied around his waist, his hair damp and tousled.

He walked towards his closet, pulling out a pair of boxers. 

He slid them on, the soft fabric clinging to his legs. 

Then, he got into bed beside Lisa, pulling her into his arms.

Lisa snuggled into his arms, a soft smile forming at the corner of her lips as she sniffed in the manly scent. 

Her body relaxed into his, her breathing slow and even. 

Scott wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as he felt his own eyelids growing heavy.

Together, they sink into the softness of the bed, the world outside receding into the distance. 

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IN A CONTROL ROOM_2AM*

Yuri stood tall, her eyes blazing with intensity as she gazed at the bank of screens in front of her. 

The control room was dimly lit, the only sound was the soft humming of the equipment and the quiet chatter of the tech team.

"Play it again," Yuri commanded, her voice low and even. 

"I want to see it from every angle."

The tech team scrambled to comply, their fingers flying across the keyboards as they cued up the footage. 

The screens flickered to life, showing Yuri's performance on stage. 

The music was pulsating, the crowd cheering, and then...

The heel came flying out of nowhere, striking her mouth with an incredible force. 

The impact was tremendous, sending her crashing to the stage. 

The crowd's collective gasp was audible, their screams and cheers replaced by stunned silence.

Yuri's eyes narrowed as she watched the footage, her gaze locked on the screen.

 "Pause it," she snapped. 

"Zoom in on the heel."

The tech team complied, the footage freezing on the image of the heel. 

Yuri's eyes scanned the screen, her gaze locked onto the blurry figure in the background.

"We can't get a clear face," one of the tech team said, apologetically. 

"The footage is too grainy."

Yuri's expression turned cold, her eyes glinting with calculation. 

"I don't need a clear face," she said, her voice dripping with venom. 

"I already know who it is. Create a video, putting the face of this bitch as the corporate. Make it clear, make it convincing. And make sure it's on every social media platform by tomorrow morning."

She Swiftly tossed Lisa's picture on the deck and folded her arms.

The tech team exchanged nervous glances, but Yuri's expression brooked no argument.

So They nodded, their fingers flying across the keyboards as they worked their magic.

Hours passed, the tension in the control room building as the tech team worked tirelessly to create the perfect video. 

Finally, they finished, the footage seamlessly edited to show Lisa's face as the corporate.

Yuri watched the video, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. 

"Post it," she commanded. 

"Make sure it's on every social media platform. And get it on the front page of tomorrow's newspaper."

The tech team scrambled to comply, their fingers flying across the keyboards as they uploaded the video to every platform imaginable. 

And as they worked, Yuri's smile grew wider, her eyes glinting with triumph.

It was only a matter of time before Lisa's reputation was ruined, before she was shunned by the public and the media. 

Her lovely fans will surely go after that bitch!!!!

FUCK IT!!

She could have had Scott's sweet lips after four long years of waiting!!!!!!

Ohh tomorrow's headline will be on fire!!!!!!