All I Want Is Everything Victoria Justice นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"How sweet. How fucking noble of you." She tightens her grip on Mira. Mira whimpers. A thin line of blood appears on her neck—just a scratch, just a warning, but enough to make my whole body go cold. "You took everything from me," Victoria says. "Everything. My family. My money. My power. And now you're going to watch me take something from you." "You're insane." "Am I? You killed Marcus. You killed the Collective. You broke the veil. You destroyed the world I was supposed to rule."

The confusion and hurt mix with fresh anger. “Stay away from him,” Victoria continues, stepping even closer. “You’re not going to steal him back. Do you understand me?” I don’t step back. “I don’t want anything from him.” She laughs, short and mean. “Liar.” Before I can react, her hand shoots out and grabs my wrist hard. Her nails dig in. I try to pull free, but she holds on tighter and leans in so only I can hear her. “You are nothing,” she whispers. “And soon everyone will know it.”

“I felt your guilt and pain through the bond.” Still crying, she shook her head. “I never wanted this... I never thought it would come back.” She slowly stood and motioned for them to sit. Her eyes were swollen and red, her voice barely above a whisper. “I owe you both the truth.” Kai sat, tense. Lucas remained standing, unmoving. “When I was young,” Victoria began, “before I met your father, I fell in love with an Alpha Jacob. We were reckless, naive. I thought we were happy as chosen mates. We were… free with each other.”

Find herself, the strong, brave, independent, courageous beautiful girl that I love. Which I do. When you know well you just know. “Thank you. For everything.” She says for the fifth time as we go to head up in the elevator to her apartment. “Em seriously, I would have and would do anything for you.” “You are everything to me. You’re my girl and I would do anything you ever wanted just to see that smile okay. You’re stuck with me forever baby.” “I love the sound of that. But that also means you’re stuck with me a girl who can bake brownies but burn toast, only watches medical dramas and would rather stay in with a tub of chunky monkey than go out.”

I shot back. The words hung between us like a thrown gauntlet, and for the first time, Victoria's composure cracked completely. "You think you've won something here tonight?" she demanded, her voice low and dangerous. "I think I've proven something," I said evenly. "What exactly?" she pressed, her eyes narrowing. "That I'm not going anywhere," I answered without hesitation. Victoria stepped closer, her perfume cloying. Her voice dropped to a whisper. "You may have fooled everyone else, but I know what you really are. A desperate woman who'll do anything for money. Including selling yourself to the highest bidder."

Victoria whispered with a mischievous smile. Damien looked at her silently. "How do I trust this isn't one of your games?" Victoria moved away from him. "My dad is very angry at me because of that fifteen million. I know your partnership will break banks," Victoria replied. Damien rotated his chair to face Victoria. "I will decide to trust you this once. Hook me up with this person." Victoria smiled. "Will sure do." In her mind, she wasn't just doing it for Damien, the business, or the possible money they might get out of it. She was doing it to punish Isla for humiliating her in court, on national TV, and her brand.

Victoria stood in the doorway with the weapon held steady in both hands. She wore a silk robe, her blonde hair falling loose around her shoulders, and her face was a mask of calculated fury. "Well," she said softly, almost conversationally. "Isn't this interesting." Damien stepped in front of Mia without thinking, his body becoming a shield. "Victoria. Put the gun down." "How touching," Victoria said, her eyes never leaving Mia. "The protective billionaire. The savior. Tell me, Damien, how long have you two been fucking behind my back?"

, She asked in a calm but deadly tone,"Who am I?" The system who had keenly watched her behavior from her outburst till this very moment, thought she was very 'Interesting'. She didn't look scared or anxious, being able to hold one's peace in such a situation was a huge feat, worthy of applause. It grinned 'I might be lucky to have her as my host.' Ignoring her questions, it replied. {I am system 078, The Villanness Justice System. You are my host now as you have been chosen by the Superiors, after being ejected from your original world. We are a perfect match in both matrix, mind and potential so we are now in a soul bound relationship.}

She looks like she hasn't slept in days. And in her hand, she's holding a gun. Behind her, through the crack in the door, I see my father in the bed. His eyes are wide with fear. "Finally." Victoria's voice is brittle, unhinged. "You all destroyed my life. My career. My future. Everything." She raises the gun slightly. "It's time for justice."

“Tutto pulito, capo. Telecamere spente nel raggio di quattro isolati. Il corpo di Victoria è nel vicolo dietro il Noir, ago nel braccio, overdose da manuale. I tossici del posto stanno già prendendo tutto quello che ha addosso. Domani sarà solo un’ altra bianca morta in un vicolo. Zero tracce.” Translation: It’s all clean, boss. The cameras were turned off with a radius of four blocks. Victoria’s body is in the alley behind Noir, with a needle in the arm, and a textbook of overdose. The junkies are already stripping her and by tomorrow she’ll just be another dead white girl in an alley. Zero traced back to you. My stomach dropped through the floor of the car. Victoria—a woman! So he hadn’t c