Angel Dust X Valentino Lemon Novels & Stories

She screamed at the top of her voice. The entire room went quiet and everyone's attention was on her. She took deep breaths and her chest heaved with every breathing. "I'm not doing this, because I reject you as my mate," she said, and at that moment, I could see pain in her eyes. But as quickly as they came, they disappeared, replaced by anger. There were murmurs erupting from the gathering. I stared unbelievable at Julian. "I, Julian Edelman, reject you as my mate," She stated out loud with so much contempt emanating from her voice.

Her eyes were already teary. Meanwhile, the man, who turned out to be Ace, as Julius suspected, the man sucked on his cigarette butt and then blew it towards the woman. "That is the deal, right?" Ace asked, with a smirk. "I've paid you dearly. Very dearly, for me to use and torture," Ace said. "You even received the money, Valentine," he continued. Valentine nodded. Tears suddenly fell from her eyes. "I didn't think you would make me like this," she said in a tiny voice.

Damning. I can’t look, but I can’t look away. Gianna sucks in a sharp breath. “What the hell is this...” “Oh, come on,” Valentina interrupts, her voice smooth, mocking. “Don’t act surprised. Men like Dante don’t stay in one bed forever. Not even yours, Leona.” She leans closer, her perfume sickly sweet. “You should’ve seen the way he touched me. The way he...” she smiles wickedly, dragging the words out, “...rocked into me. He only pushed me off because we were in public. If we’d been somewhere private?” Her shrug says everything she wants it to.

"That's irrelevant." "Always grumpy." Damian chuckled. "everyone knows you're the man of the company. So cheers to that." "Whatever." "Here, drink up. It's a 1945 Romanée-Conti. Even a saint still needs a vice when the world is this loud." Julian took the glass, eyes scanning the crowd for his P.A "Maya isn't here yet?" "Forget about her for now and cheers to five years of the Valentino International." Damian said clicking their glasses, "And also, five years of being the most unreachable man in New York City," Damian added, clinking his glass against Julian's. "Proud of you man."

It'll be better for everyone. "Isn't it just money you want? As long as you leave, the Valentino family won't treat you unfairly…" Her words grated against my ears. I wanted to laugh, but couldn't. My heart only grew colder. Suddenly, it felt as though something inside me tore open. The effects of the drugs vanished completely, as if the invisible restraints had shattered in an instant. Beneath me, I felt a heavy mass dropping rapidly. I couldn't hold back the scream that tore from my throat.

I heard Ace's voice, followed by Santana's. "So" Santana trailed and I walked closer to the balcony until I saw Ace standing, facing the view that we got from the balcony, with a cigarette between his fingers. Damn, he looked hot with his messy hair and such a tight hugging white shirt. Snap out if it Angel! My mind screeched. My eyes then fell on Santana. We were like polar opposite. She had blond hair with black eyes and she always wore those slutty dresses which would make me wanna puke. She was leaning the wall, showing off her cleavage to a non interested Ace. "How come I never saw you?" she asked, batting her eyelash flirtatiously. I hid behind the long curtains and decided to eavesdro

“Have a seat, Leilah.” Colby assisted me in the seat in front of this Blake guy while he took the seat beside him. There were folders on the table and Blake is drinking wine. “Leilah, this is my adoptive brother, Blake Valentino. Blake, this is my biological sister, Leilah Rivera.” Colby introduced us. Blake reached out his hand. “Nice to meet you, Ms. Rivera.” His voice is sultry and wispy. It sounded like sea waves crashing inside my ears.

Angelo tells her while he caresses her hair, combing it with his fingers, which sit in a soft slide. “I'll try not to do it; it's complicated; you can't ask a tiger to be vegan, and you too; you sure broke that poor man's jaw,” answers Ximena while she puts a piece of melon in Angelo's mouth. “That's an important point; please, my love, I don't want you to talk to that guy again; he's very dangerous.” “He's going to be a jewelry designer; he's going to decorate me to death with glitter.”

I will end up sleeping instead of reading because of how relaxing it is. As we sat in silence, my eyes darted to a bracelet that was on the table. It was glistening and attractive. I had to pick it up with a smile on my face. It looks like it is pure gold from how shiny it is. Someone snatched away the gold-plated bracelet from me before I could inspect it. My eyes met with Alpha Damon’s. I didn’t miss the furious look in his eyes as he kept the bracelet back where I took it from. Was I not supposed to touch it? Is he mad that I touched it without his permission?

Angel realized the fact that Natasya was trying to use her to get revenge and sneered. She wanted to deal with Valeria, but she would not do it according to Natasya's plan. It wasn't that she didn't have Natasya's viciousness, but that she wasn't familiar with this place at all, and she didn't have anyone she could use. If she exposed herself, she would be in big trouble. Therefore, she had to make an extremely good plan first before taking action to deal with Valeria. Angel thought for a while and immediately came up with an idea. She wanted to use Azalea to give Valeria a blow, at least to let Fandrey and Deborah think that Valeria was vicious and would do anything.