My Boyfriend’s Ex Threw Water In My Face Before I Even Knocked—Then I Found Out They Planned The Whole Thing.

I reached out to each of them.

Sent a simple message: I think Ryan did the same thing to me that he did to you. We need to talk.

At first, no one replied.

Then—Mia wrote back.

Then Jenna.

Then three more.

We created a group chat. And slowly, carefully, we shared our stories.

Every single one of us had been lured the same way.

Sweet words. Promises of love. Carefully staged fights. Filmed without our knowledge. Posted online for views.

Some of us had lost friends. Some had lost jobs. Some had been so humiliated they'd moved away.

And Ryan had profited from every single one.

Sponsorships. Followers. Brand deals.

All built on our pain.

THE DAUGHTER THEY HUMILIATED WAS THE ONE PAYING THEIR BILLS

The woman who had just ordered me to eat in the bathroom was wearing a diamond bracelet I had bought her. And seventy people had...

MY BILLIONAIRE HUSBAND GAVE MY BOARDROOM CHAIR TO HIS MISTRESS, STOLE MY...

“Sign the papers, Leah. You're no longer useful to this company, and frankly, you're becoming an embarrassment to me.”” My husban...

My Mother Stole My Cake for My Sister—But One Question at the Competitio...

“Gloria, is that the cake your daughter made?”” The question came from a woman standing near the registration desk. My mother st...

"He needs to be stopped," Mia wrote.

"Agreed," I typed. "And I know how."

Chapter 5