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Chapter 9 by clayboy clayboy

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Lara's search for recognition

No matter what she tried, everything Lara did was met with either distain or false front used to take something from her. Lara didn't last long trying to reclaim her former raiding glory, the media saw to it that the country hated her. She got in touch with her old contacts on the darker side of archaeology only to be told she was too dangerous to deal with, constant media scrutiny not what the normal crime lord was looking for in a thief. Some entertained her for an afternoon, purely with the intention of using her body, and most managed it with no problem, Lara **** to rebuild her broken life. Each time she was left dripping cum on the side of the road or in an alleyway. More than once pictures of her scantily clad and covered in bodily fluids made their way online.

As much as she had told herself that whoring out her bimbo body previously was out of necessity it was really done out of pure narcissism, so she thought that might bring her some joy, she was mistaken. The porn studios wouldn't touch her, and despite her new breathtaking looks clients weren't willing to be caught with a social pariah, plenty more good looking girls for half the price and none of the hassle.

Lara felt her phone buzz out on a run, and took a look down at her phone.

"WINSTON TELLS ALL. LARA CROFT'S FORMER BUTLER ON HOW THE TOMB RAIDER HAS DESTROYED THE FAMILY NAME. DEPRAVITY, THIEVERY AND DISGRACE"

The article was part one of a series of interviews with her former butler, her once most trusted family member, whom Lara had pushed away just like everyone else. Her orgies, her addiction, her plastic surgeries, how awful she was to work for all in excruciating detail. Lara read it knowing she had brought all of this on herself, and paused, a tear rolling down her cheek as she read the last line

"Be it **** or debauchery that do it, the world will be better off when Lara is dead..."

Short of breath and tears streaming down her face Lara made for the nearest toilets and locked herself away in a cubicle. To say that of anyone is a horrific thing, but for Lara to have driven him so far, the person who cared for her the most in the world.

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