Millie X Verosika Novels & Stories

Mia’s words brought Vero back to the present. Suddenly, everything became so quiet after she had listened to the chaos in her mind a few seconds ago. “What did you say?” Vero frowned and touched her temple, which was starting to throb. The chaos she was experiencing now made her unsure of what Mia was saying. But apparently, she heard it correctly. “How about we form some sort of fan club for Lev?”

Both Miles and Millie stared intently as they zoomed in on the photo. “That’s what I said when I heard her voice at the party. I even traveled to Chicago,” I recalled. “But I was wrong. She’s not Valeria, she’s Valentina.” “I know my best friend. This is Valeria,” Millie insisted, zooming in closer on the face. “The mole, the hair, the nose, the face structure. This is my friend. She only dyed her hair and possibly faked the mole.”

“She meant what she said, and I know it.” “But there’s nothing; it’s been five days and we still can’t find anything. No digital footprints, no paper trail, nothing that ties Viola or Merikh to the explosion.” Milla replied softly, rubbing her palm on her forehead. Rashel exhaled slowly, gripping the edge of the table. She wanted to argue, but it was glaring that Milla was right. Only a fool would disagree. “They’ve covered their tracks well. It seems like Veronica is going to take the fall for this one,” she whispered.

The ice cream in my mouth turned to ash. "What?" I barely recognized my own voice. "I'm sorry," Millie said quickly. "I shouldn't have—" "No, say it. What about Melissa?" "I just mean… she's there. In Sicily. She's part of his world. She understands the life. And they have history, right?" Millie looked between Vivian and me. "I'm not saying he definitely went back to her. I'm just saying it's possible." A wave of jealousy so intense it was almost nausea rolled through me. Kegan and Melissa.

"Come on woman! Spread those legs wider and stop wasting my time" Milo Kai Anton, known as Lord viggo, he ordered with a stern voice, amber green eyes glaring darkly at the woman trapped underneath him, who looked exhausted after the second time of sex in a row in just one night. And he was demanding more. She breathed uncomfortably beneath him, as she had lost all her energy in the first two rounds. However, the man on top of her seems to be just starting. With anger plastered over his face due to the delay caused by the woman, he bent over, and with a hand around her neck and the other between her tights, he pushed the legs apart. Leaning closer and bringing her so that their bodies are

"That's right. You, curly man, don't look down on other people's things. No matter how much it costs, you should be responsible! So that you know, this phone is the only thing my mother left behind!" "Excuse me, Fierce Lady. I have a name. Earl Zerikyu. And I'm just a student, not a millionaire. But, if you give me time, I'll pay it back in installments, even if it takes a hundred years. I'm a responsible man!" said Zerikyu, patting his chest. Tiger smiled. "Your name is Milky, right? I saw your resume on the list of additional workers today. Well, I'll transfer 500 pounds sterling to the account you listed on your resume. Consider it employment insurance."

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

If Eleanor wouldn’t help directly… perhaps she could find someone else who would. Millie walked into Richard's office confidently, her curly hair bouncing and her high heels clicking against the floor. The air was thick with her expensive perfume. Richard looked up, a bit surprised. "Well, look who's here," he said sarcastically. "I need your help," Millie said directly, not bothering to greet him. Richard leaned back and crossed his arms. "Let me guess. You pretended to be pregnant, got found out, messed up things for your sister, and now everyone dislikes you?"

“Oh, shit!” Millie grabbed a pillow and pressed it over her face, muffling her cries. When Evan removed the vibrator and placed the tip on her clit again, she tossed the pillow aside. “Come here.” Evan gently held her thigh and drew her closer. He slid the vibrator back inside and kissed her there. Millie’s eyes closed tightly, overwhelmed by the sensation. The combination of his tongue and the vibrator was intense. Millie’s body lifted off the bed in parts. She held her breath, lips pressed shut, feeling the pleasure build. Her back arched, and her toes gripped the sheets. Evan continued kissing her clit, lightly flicking it with his tongue.

"Mia..." Verona clapped her hands and all eyes went towards her. "Oh, so you are Mia" That instantly killed my first suspicion. They had never seen each other before. Mia looked at Verona warily before looking back at Lilly. " So that's Verona?" She asked and I heard Verona snort. " Yes, I am she. The almighty Verona Mayen of England at your service ". Verona said dramatically with a slight laughter. " Lilly must have told you all about me ".