Ballerina Movie Victor Novels & Stories

“Let me go, Bruno.” Victoria wasn't interested in starting an argument with the man. “I'll scream for help if you don't let me go.” “Go ahead and shout for help. Let me see which rich guy you've hooked up with now.” Bruno was also from a wealthy family, so he wasn't afraid. But he didn't expect to feel a heavy thud as soon as he spoke, just as he didn't expect a golf ball to hit him directly in the leg.

The man I was now supposed to kill was the only person who had ever seen me as something other than a Silva. “Are you coming, Carla?” Victor called out from the end of the hall. “Yeah,” I called back, “I’m coming.” See you soon, Aiden.

“You were born rotten.” That only made Lana more excited. She kicked me hard in the lower abdomen. Pain tore through the scar from my C-section, and I bit down hard on my lip. I hoped David still had even a shred of feeling left for me as his wife. I hoped he would untie me. But he only focused on comforting Ariel and said casually, “How much strength can a child have? You scared her earlier. Just let her blow off some steam.” Lana kicked me in the stomach again, taunting me.

The fall guy had fallen exactly where he was supposed to. "You think you won, Adrian?" Victor whispered to the empty, opulent room, his reflection in the glass twisting into a cold, venomous sneer. "You got lucky with a speech. But you still have a contract. And if your little boyfriend thinks he's safe just because my assistant is in a cell..." Victor set his glass down on the marble counter, picking up a burn phone from his drawer. He dialed a number he had kept in reserve for emergencies a contact deep within the league’s central athletic committee.

They collapsed, panting, the dom uncuffing him gently now, aftercare kicking in—wiping him down, murmuring praises. I stopped recording, slipping the phone away. Evidence secured. If Victor betrayed me, this video would ruin him—career, family, everything. Smiling, I retreated upstairs, heart racing with triumph. Back at the bar, I sipped my fresh martini, composure flawless. Midnight hit. Nadia arrived first—stunning in red, diamonds flashing. Then Marcus Hale, the tycoon, sharp suit, silver hair, eyes calculating. Victor last, face still flushed, adjusting his tie.

I turned to Caleb, my heart squeezing. "Caleb Foster." I wiped my tears away quickly. "He saved me. He rushed in and pulled me out. He got hurt in the process, but he didn’t care. The man who saved me was covered in bruises." I turned back to Victor. "But the man who was supposed to protect me walked away with his mistress, leaving me to die." Evelyn lifted another document. "Your Honor, here is a video taken by Mr. Caleb’s assistant. It shows Mr. Victor leaving the burning building, carrying his Mistress, unharmed, while my client was still trapped inside."

My fingers come away shiny. This is wrong. He’s your husband’s father. But Ryan isn’t here. And Victor is. I change into a sheer white cover-up that does nothing to hide my body and head back out to the pool area, telling myself I just need fresh air. Victor is already there, shirt completely off now, muscles gleaming under the tropical sun as he pours two glasses of chilled wine. He holds one out to me. “Truce?” he asks, but his eyes say something much darker.

“She was everything to me… until she betrayed me.” Naomi’s lips parted in shock. “She betrayed you?” Victor nodded, staring at the ceiling as if recalling a painful memory. “She left me for another man, my enemy. Adrian.” He spat the name like venom. “And now, she’s living happily with him, raising a child together, while I lost everything.” Naomi's hands trembled slightly. “That’s… horrible.” Victor turned his gaze back to her, his icy eyes locking onto hers. “Naomi… I want to love again, but I can’t not until I see the man she loves suffer the way I did.”

He trembled with rage; he has never been so angry, and he's going to kill Kai as soon as he is in his hand. At El Cortez Hotel. When Anna heard the sound of the door being opened roughly and heard the footsteps of people running in her direction, Anna felt as if heaven had answered her prayer. She is overjoyed when she sees Ibrahim walking towards her. She had dropped all of her hopes that she would be saved today but still god is by her side.

He found out, eventually, who I am the night of the full moon a few weeks after he rescued me. I can't recall what happened that night but I can never forget his steady voice in my head calling out my name "Victor" nonstop. It was a name he gave me days after rescuing me, which means Superior. When I asked why he chose to call me "Victor," he said that it will remind him of the night he found me. He wasn't afraid of the critter inside of me and knowing that he wasn't scared of me, I felt safer and in control of who I am.