Escort Verona Novels & Stories

“Jealousy doesn’t suit you, barista.” “I’m not jealous,” she said, but couldn’t help smiling as she turned away. “Just realistic.” He drained his coffee, stretching his arms with a satisfied groan. “Alright, Miss Realistic. Let’s get going before I change my mind about being civilized.” --- The city was already awake when they stepped out. Verona’s cobbled streets gleamed under the mellow sun; vendors called out from corners, scooters buzzed past, and the air smelled of espresso and sweet pastries. Fenrak’s Bentley Continental GT sat like a beast among the ordinary cars, polished and shamelessly loud.

I shifted in my seat, nervous, excited, and yet… safe. When the car slowed, my eyes widened. The place before us glowed with golden lights, glass walls reflecting the city back at itself. Elegant couples walked in and out, laughing in designer clothes. The name carved into the sign above the doors made my heart skip—sleek, in silver: Verona. “You… you brought me here?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Nico smirked. “We own it.” Hold on a sec. I blinked, stunned. “You… own this?”

he whisper before he close the door. It took a minute before Vencer take over the driver's seat. He start the car engine that made me look at Sain who's still standing on his spot. I stare at him for a couple of second before I lean on the leather seat and squeeze my eyes close. What happen? What's with the eagerness of Sixto? Is there a shoot out again? "Signora, you need to fasten your seatbelt" Vencer called my attention. I immediately open my eyes because of realization. "Sorry," I whisper in embarrassment and pulled the seatbelt beside me.

And no matter how far she comes to him and asks for his attention, the man will not care and will prefer to occupy himself with anything, as long as it is not with her. "Huft," Veronica sighed heavily. She folded her hands together in front of her chest when she saw two cars entering the mansion area. She was very familiar with, one white sports car owned by Vernon and another Audi belonging to her grandfather. She watched from the balcony until she finally saw the figures of Vernon and her grandfather come out of the white sports car. Her grandfather turned out to be hitchhiking in her fiancée's car. Meanwhile, the person who came out of her grandfather's Audi car was none other than his se

I’ll make this man obsess and fall inlove with me so hard. Mr.’s steps got faster and faster. Vergara exited the company building, while the people remained staring and followed with their eyes the direction in which Mr. Vergara. When we got to the exit, the guard waved at Mr. Vergara and he saluted it. I just kept following Mr. Vergara until we get to the parking lot. We stopped in front of an expensive Lamborghini. My eyes blinked when I saw that car, and I was barely swallowed because I couldn’t believe that a Lamborghini Veneno was in front of me !. Oh my God! He is so rich to have this kind of car !. Fucking hell !.

“Don’t you dare speak to me like that…” But Veronica didn’t wait for the rest, she threw the front door open with a flourish, her perfume lingering in her wake like a scented slap. “Goodnight… Mother. Although you know I don't mean that,” She hissed, disappearing into the dark with fire in her eyes. Outside, two of her guards in dark suits stepped forward. “Miss Romano, we’ll accompany you tonight,” one said firmly, gesturing toward the car waiting at the curb. “I didn’t ask for a damn escort. Stay out of my way!” Veronica scoffed, waving them off like flies.

Just enough time was left for her to arrive at the Premium Plaza Hotel's reception . She left her flat and walked to the elevator , she went in and descended down her sixteenth's floor before she exited the building . Jessica came face to face with a tall man in a suit, who appeared to be no other than the driver of a luxurious limo parked behind his back. "Good evening Miss Rose, my name is Val and I will be your chauffeur for the night" the driver introduced himself. Jessica nodded merely and he opened the door for her. " Elijah has the taste for the finest things in life" Jessica thought inwardly before excusing herself inside the luxurious vehicle. Val closed the door behind her an

AZZURRA The car Luna Vienna had arranged for me was waiting at the entrance, sleek and intimidating, just like the man I was supposed to deliver the parcel to. I held the small package tightly, my hands shaking as I stepped into the backseat. I couldn’t believe she was sending me to Massimo De Luca. Of all people, why him?

“You look gorgeous.” “I have to be, to keep up with you,” Vincenzo said, leaning in slowly to brush a tender kiss across her lips. Moments later, they left the hotel, finding a car waiting at the entrance. The driver opened the door with the precise formality of someone whose duty left no room for error. Vincenzo offered his hand to help Vittoria in, then settled beside her in the back seat. After a long drive, the car pulled up in front of the Parc de la Tête d’Or, its grand gates standing tall under the soft glow of early evening lights.

Sabrina nodded and climbed inside, followed closely by Marco. “We appreciate the ride,” Sabrina told the driver as she buckled up. “Do you know where you're headed? I really hope so because this is our first time here. I wouldn't even know where to start.” “Yes, ma'am,” the driver replied, as he brought his gaze up to the rear view mirror. He looked at Sabrina. “Your travel agent, Valetta, told me where you were staying when she called this morning. I know this city like the back of my hand. I'll get you there, no problem.”