Justina Valentine Nude Pics Novels & Stories

He looks up from the stack of reports he’s not really reading. He doesn’t tell her to wait. She slams the laptop down and opens a site already mid‑refresh. The headline takes up half the screen. > **GLOBAL STAR MISSING?** > *Luna Valentine Vanishes Amid Mafia Marriage Scandal* Below it, a collage. Her face. Old crying‑on‑stage photos. Recent shots outside venues. A paparazzi image of her in a hoodie ducking into a car—God knows when. The article runs wild. > Fans are sounding the alarm after pop icon Luna Valentine has not been seen in public for several days following explosive revelations about her secret marriage to alleged mafia‑linked billionaire Dante Moretti…

The moment the screen loaded, her jaw dropped in absolute shock. High-resolution photos of Killian resting his bare, ungloved hand on the lower back of a "mysterious beauty" inside Valkyrie Luxe were plastered across the entire screen, accompanied by hundreds of thousands of viral comments. Victoria stared at the image, her eyes burning with pure hatred as she recognized Valerie's profile instantly. "You fool, Killian..." Victoria hissed into the quiet dark room, her teeth grinding together as a deadly smirk spread across her face. "You actually let a photographer capture you touching her bare skin? You just gave me the perfect weapon."

It was all photoshopped or maybe the person in the photo wasn't Nina but a look alike. But he knew that he was just in denial since he knew very well that the person in the photos was indeed his Nina. Her smile, the genuine happiness on her face, her figure, even the mole below her eyes. He was all too familiar with every single one of them. It was true. The photos were true. At that realization, Justin immediately slumped on his chair. His heart was in so much pain that he could found it difficult to hardly breathe. Every part of him seems to be on fire, inside and out.

she whispered hoarsely, completely abandoning all restraint. Valerie gripped the hem of her nightgown and yanked it completely over her head, throwing it onto the floor. She was entirely naked, her stunning, curvy body glowing in the dim moonlight. She straddled my waist, her wide, smooth hips framing my thighs. I reached down and ripped my boxers off, freeing my massive, throbbing cock. It stood straight up, rock-hard and leaking pre-cum. Valerie looked down at it, swallowing hard as her pink pussy drenched itself at the sight.

I looked up and my brain stopped working. Nina was on the desk moaning. Her legs were open, her skirt pushed up, her hands gripping the edge like she’d forgotten how to sit properly. And between her legs— Valen Cross. My boss. On her knees eating her secretary’s pussy. I didn’t breathe. I don’t think anyone did. We heard the rumors, the entire city spoke about it. Valen was rumored to love women, while some insisted she was a feminist who hates men and that was the reason for her still being single at 38.

Valentino was ordering her to hand over the phone she had taken a picture of them with but typical Jasmine was proving to be quite stubborn. Victoria pleaded with her to give the phone to Valentino but she refused and instead body shamed her for being….. pregnant? That's very mean and rude not to talk of offensive and downright a horrible thing to do to anyone especially your fellow woman who is brave and strong enough to do something you obviously can't do. How deep did I fall into this rabbit hole? How did I fall for such a horrible person as Jasmine? How blind have I been? They were still on the back and forth thing when she started rambling on and on about how she was going to give the p

"What's the big deal? As you said, we're married; anyway, you've already seen me in a swimsuit and even naked." With that said, she locked herself in the bathroom, giving a crooked smile, more devilish than sweet. Valentino was left thinking about the last thing she said. Does Athena know that he spied on her naked? You malicious little devil! he thought as he sat up in bed, observing the mess around him. He had his member exposed, wet and stained with his own fluids, still erect. He got even more aroused at the sight of that hateful little girl in her underwear, showing herself to him as if it were nothing, surely to provoke and punish him, knowing that he can't touch her.

“Another photoshoot of you.” Aww. I circled my arms around his waist and kissed his chin. “I would have done it for you anyway if you asked,” though I do like the pictures I got of him from being the fall guy. “I want Courtney taking them this time,” he narrowed his eyes at me. “I didn’t like finding out that it was a guy that took those other pictures.” I rolled my eyes and smirked. “Steve was gay, Valentine.” “Sure he is. That’s why he takes pictures of naked women for a living,” Valentine scoffs.

Lucia said, her face was red in embarrassment, "You shouldn't peep in others' phones without their permission. What did you saw?" Valentine looked away, " I saw nothing, he was really alone." His words only embarrassed her further. He pressed her thighs. Valentine looked back to see Lucia embarrassed, her face was red. He approached her and held a strand of her hair from her straight blonde hair. His face approaching closer to her face, her expression softened.

I looked at them one by one. At first, they were just pictures of Uncle and his ex-girlfriend, but when I got to around half of it, I held my breath at what I saw. There were pictures of Uncle and his ex-girlfriend posing naked, and near the end there were even pictures of them kissing, on top of each other, and other similar poses that were R-18 and erotic-looking. “What’s… that?!” Irina pointed to the lady’s chest.