introducing

iria hale

age : 22 years

education: doing journalism (intern rn)

The body features : thick thighs , chubby ( a lil) , curvy , small waist , round hips, full breasts, long black wavy hair , mole near her right eye and behind the ear , fair skin colour

facial features : Long lashes , black iris , full lips , natural nose , chubby cheeks

hobbies : writing poems , novels and headlines (ofc) , singing , playing , guitar ethnicity : half american half indian

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I write things powerful men wish stayed buried.

Her beauty wasn’t loud—it lingered. Pale skin like porcelain under low light, dark hair falling around her face in careless waves. Her eyes held a quiet intensity, the kind that made people pause without knowing why. Full lips rested in a natural calm, not inviting, not distant—just self-aware. She didn’t try to be seen. She simply was, and that was enough.

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our beloved male lead

artem sokolov

age : 30 yrs

hobbies: horse riding , racing , reading books , chess , playing piano and guitar , cooking,

body features : 6'3 with muscular body , abs , butterfly on the back , powerful ,

facial features : natural defined nose , sharp jawline , hunter blue eyes , subtle beard

"I rule with blood and fire, and in my world, mercy is just another word for weakness." ~ Artem sokolov

His jaw was sharp enough to feel dangerous, the kind that suggested restraint rather than softness. A naturally defined nose gave his face an effortless authority, like it had never learned uncertainty. When he moved, his forearms caught the light—strong, deliberate, built to hold rather than show—making it impossible not to notice how calm power could feel intimate.

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they all are scared of putting up the truth

but isn't that the whole point of journalism??? bringing up the truth

She’s panicking. I can hear it in her voice even before she finishes the sentence. You offended him. I stare at the screen, then at the article again. The words haven’t changed. The facts haven’t softened overnight. Names are still names. Numbers still add up. Offended. Funny how truth always gets called that when it stops being convenient. My fingers hover over the keyboard, but I don’t type yet. Inside, something settles—quiet, certain. I didn’t exaggerate. I didn’t twist anything. I followed the trail exactly where it led, even when it led to him. Isn’t that the whole point of journalism? To look where you’re told not to. To write what makes powerful men uncomfortable. To choose accuracy over approval. Fear taps at the back of my mind, soft but persistent. I acknowledge it. I don’t let it decide anything. If he’s angry, it means he read it. If he read it, it means it mattered. And if telling the truth puts a target on my back— then maybe I was standing in the right place all along.

artem sokolov . i will destroy you

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artem's pov

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calm. composed

ILLEGAL SURVEILLANCE AS A BUSINESS MODEL For years, he has marketed himself as a visionary entrepreneur—a man behind multiple ventures, clean balance sheets, and curated respectability. That image is deliberate. It is also false. Behind the public-facing businesses operates an unregistered cyber enterprise designed not to secure data, but to extract it. This firm does not exist on paper. It exists in servers, backdoors, and breaches—specializing in unauthorized access to private systems and the systematic theft of personal information. Passwords. Private communications. Location histories. Financial records. What is stolen is not sold openly. It is stored. Internal sources describe a structure where data functions as leverage. Information is catalogued, cross-referenced, and deployed when compliance is required. Politicians are silenced. Business rivals are coerced. Law enforcement officials are neutralized before investigations begin. In this system, privacy is not violated accidentally. It is targeted. This cyber operation feeds directly into a broader criminal network. Drug distribution routes are concealed within logistics firms. Profits are laundered through shell corporations. Protection is enforced not by loyalty, but by exposure—because fear is more efficient than violence. This is not innovation. It is surveillance-backed crime. The subject’s public identity as a legitimate CEO relies on one assumption: that no one will trace the infrastructure behind the image. That assumption no longer holds. Records show consistent overlaps between breached systems, compromised individuals, and entities financially linked to his businesses. The pattern is not circumstantial. It is operational. His empire is not built on trust or talent. It is built on knowing what others cannot afford to have revealed. The public has been sold a myth. What exists instead is a business model that monetizes illegal access, weaponizes private lives, and maintains power through silence. This article names that system. What happens next will determine whether truth is still permitted to outlive profit.

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whoever wrote this must be having a death wish