Chapter 66 FRUSTRATION STEPS IN
Chapter 66 FRUSTRATION STEPS IN
Ricky’s phone vibrated relentlessly. Each notification was a dagger—tweets, news alerts, WhatsApp forwards, private messages from executives, even a call from his father. But then he saw it: a video file, headline screaming in bold letters:
“Veritas Partner Sonia Verma in Bed with Ricky Mendez – Full Footage.”
He froze. His chest tightened. His eyes widened. The casual intimacy captured on camera—the hours, the closeness, the private act—had been turned into public spectacle. His stomach lurched as he realized Tessa hadn’t just leaked a picture; she had weaponized his entire private life
He tapped the play button, grimacing. Every detail, every touch, every whispered word between him and Sonia broadcasted like a declaration of guilt. Even worse, comments were already piling up:
“Ricky cheated on his fiancee, he is a scumbag!”
“She seduced him—watch how she moves!”
“Veritas’ new partner is dangerous. Avoid her!”
So many more deeogatory comments were flying around, that was not the worse of it, her naked videos were being posted on all social media accounts and being called the greatest porn video ever, it was quite disheartening! He could not believe the extent people could go when given an opportunity, he was truly amazed!
He felt sick with anger, and genuinely worried, he had his own plans for his little Sonia, but it was not like this, and not this way that he had plannned to deal with her, even now, he was caught between sympathy and happiness, unsure which way to turn.
Now, beneath the panic, and the worry his anger flared.
"How dare she? How dare Tessa twist everything, take my private moments, and sell them as weaponized lies?" He demanded aloud, he unbuttoned three of the buttons in his Vintage sleeve, wanting to vent, but unable to.
The weight of his father’s ultimatum pressed down harder.
"Spin the story or lose everything."
He pressed his forehead against the cool glass of his office window, watching the city move without him.
"I can’t. I won’t, I am tired of being treated like their service toy, being manipulated, lied to, and used, its time i play them all!"
Sonia’s phone blew up simultaneously. Lena, Marcus, Lara—they were all messaging frantically. Sonia pressed her hands to her face, her breathing sharp, controlled, yet fueled by a dangerous mix of rage and adrenaline.
“I can’t believe she did this,” she hissed. “She actually published it. The video.”
Marcus leaned forward, brows furrowed. “This is worse than photos. Video proof is the kind of ammunition the media loves. We have to move quickly before it spreads beyond control.”
Lara’s hands flew over the keyboard. “I’ve already contacted our legal team. They’re drafting immediate DMCA takedowns, emergency cease-and-desist filings, everything. But social media moves faster than law. By the time we act, this will already be viral.”
Sonia’s fists clenched. “Then we hit back harder. Not just defensive, offensive. This isn’t just about protecting me—it’s about exposing her. Every link, every manipulation, every smear campaign she orchestrated, the public needs to see it.”
Lena nodded, cautiously. “We need to protect Ricky too. He’s being painted as a willing participant. He’s under pressure from his father. He’s—”
“—my concern too,” Sonia interrupted sharply. “And he’s strong enough to make the right moves without my worrying about him."
Realizing that she was snappy and irritable, Sonia apologized. The weight of the whole thing weighing heavily on her
"I am sorry guys, I shouldn't have started the whole thing with Ricky in the first place, I apologize," She said as she used one hand to run through her hair, a sign of her extreme frustration.
Seeing a video of her having sex and looking the way she looked in the video had her greatly frustrated.
"We know you are sorry Sonia, and weirdly enough, we are kind of relieved you did this, as a proof of your being human," Lena interjected, making the others laugh and the atmosphere more cordial.
"We are here for you Sonnie," Lara added, as she calmly placed a comforting hand on her shoulders.
Marcus watched the whole thing, quiet, thinking and pondering whether he had banked on the wrong trojan horse, cos why would she be risking everything by not only sleeping with the enemy but risking being caught too?
Tessa watched from her luxurious office as the chaos unfolded online. Her phone buzzed with messages from journalists thanking her for the “exclusive.” Hashtags trended within minutes: #RickyAndSonia, #VeritasScandal, #CheatingFianceExposed.
She sipped champagne, cold satisfaction curling her lips. “Everything is going perfectly,” she murmured. “Let the public see the ‘truth.’ Let Ricky squirm, let Sonia’s reputation crumble, and let me finally secure my place.”
Her assistants were typing, scheduling interviews, coordinating press releases. The video was already being syndicated across entertainment networks and news portals. Within two hours, millions would have seen it.
And it will only get worse.