Jerome Valeska Novels & Stories

“You’re harassing my guest? Is this how the great Ezekiel Sterling behaves?” Vespera quickly moved behind Jerry, grasping the silk at her throat, looking shaken, her eyes glistening with tears of fear. “Jerry, he... he’s calling me names. He’s acting like he knows me. I’ve never seen this man before tonight!” Jerry turned his head slightly to comfort her. “It’s okay, Vespera. I’ve got you.” Then he faced Ezekiel, lowering his voice to a dangerous whisper. “I don’t care how much you’ve invested in my project. This woman just got here from abroad. She’s my friend and the star of my upcoming series. If you touch her again, I’ll pull your funding myself.”

"You don't get to judge what you made me become." The words were harsher than he'd intended, but they landed true. Vanessa flinched, her perfect composure finally cracking completely. "I hope he's worth it," she said, her voice thick with tears. "I hope Collins Tanaka is worth everything you're throwing away." "He is. And I'm not throwing anything away. I'm choosing my future over my past. You should try it sometime." After Vanessa left, Jerome sat in his office feeling drained. His phone buzzed with a text from Collins: How did it go?

Because that’s what I am. No contract can change that. No payment can erase it. No billionaire can buy it back. They’re mine. And I’ll die before I let them forget that. I walked to work slow. Let the sun warm my face. Felt Nate stretch like he was greeting the day. Leo stayed low, quiet, watchful. I passed a woman with a stroller. She smiled. I didn’t look away. Not this time. Because I’m not invisible. I’m Remy Vale. And I’m carrying two hearts the world tried to erase. And they’re still beating. ---

Xavier: When she first mentioned the name, something in me went still. “Lorenzo D’Amaris,” Valerie said with a small, almost relieved smile, setting the file on the desk. “He’s interested in investing in the new firm. It’s all legitimate, I checked everything twice. He seems professional. I am still checking things out, but the idea of someone wanting to invest is making me happy.” I forced my expression to stay neutral even as my instincts sharpened. “D’Amaris?” I repeated, slowly. “Where’s he from?”

Erik's smile turned into a smirk as he stood up from the chair. "I know someone, but it will take a day for us to get there. He lives in the Rubrum mountains. We can fly to Viridis valley and hike from the small village." I had never heard of these places before, let alone been out of our pack territories. I knew of different countries and cities close by, but this was somewhere far away from our pack. "When do we leave," Greta asked excitedly, jumping up and rubbing her hand together as if she had just made the devious plan.

Damien merely shrugged as he slid his hand up her stomach to her breasts, massaging them. Valerie forgot the tea, turning so that she faced Damien head on, giving him the access to her body she knew he wanted. Her cunt dripped as she stood there, his fingers tweaking and pulling at her hardened nipples, her brother chattering away in her ear about something she couldn’t even remember. She could feel her breathing quickening the more Damien toyed with her, felt her knees weaken as she reached back with her free hand to brace herself up along the counter. She couldn’t believe he was toying with her while she was on the phone. And with her brother of all people! “And then she asked if I wanted