Novel & Cerita Millie X Verosika

sneered Xavia. “Quit spouting nonsense!” yelled Mila who had gone pale from fright. But then again, if she was just spouting nonsense, what was she doing in Gerald’s house? “I don’t care about whatever you have to say! Oh, and I’m marrying him soon. How about you? Why did you come back to look for him? Whatever your intentions are, you’d better give up!” replied Xavia as she rolled her eyes. “What happened Mila? Who is she?” asked Molly angrily.

Underneath, printed in thick black font: Subject of Interest – ZAKHAR VERONIN. I stare at the name like it’s a joke. It isn’t. “That’s not me.” “Isn’t it?” Milo asks. “Because I gotta say… if someone’s using that many resources to track down a nobody from the group home circuit, maybe you’re not a nobody.” He leaves after that. No goodbyes. Just a shrug and a warning: Keep your head down. Like that’s ever worked for me. I sit alone at my table for a long time, the paper still in front of me. My name, not Zach Pierce but Zakhar fucking Veronin, burning into my retinas.

Hurry up! Alessia emerged from Milo’s room. Both mother and son had a wide grin on their face. ‘You look to be in an awfully good mood. What’s going on?’ Veronica asked. ‘V, do you know how much money is in the account that Milo used your name to open?’ ‘What money?’ Veronica appeared confused. ‘The gaming account,’ Alessia reminded her. ‘Oh, that one,’ Veronica recalled. ‘I completely forgot about it. Did he make money from the game?’

"Hey! It's nice to put a face to the name. I'm Peggy. Peggy Anderson. My mom is Felicity, the..." "I know whom your mom is." I interjected. "It's really wonderful to meet you too Peggy. I'm Camilla Monteiro, but feel free to call me Mila." I grinned, and she winked. "I'm in love with her already Carter." Peggy piped. "There you have it! Your company." Carter gave a toothy grin. "I was already informed about that one. Chop chop! off you go then." "Away with me, then" He added. "But before that, when did you get here" He directed his question at Peggy.

I spoke under my breath and she let out a breathless giggle as a blush claimed her cheeks She looked at me from head to toe unconsciously and her blush increased I guess I was looking good as well Vera's POV I couldn't help but admire what Julius had on as well  He had on a white polo shirt and ash trousers. The short sleeves of the polo revealed his muscled arms. My cheeks burned as I found myself checking him out. I found it hard to concentrate on my hair now. I just turned away and threw my hair into a love braid finishing it off with a little pink bow that went with my top and little gold dangling ear rings I turned around and bumped into Julius ,

"If memory serves me right, you enjoyed it as much as we did." "You know that wasn't me. I shouldn't have taken that pill, and I shouldn't have let you do that to me!" I dropped the towel and squared my shoulders. "I'm no longer Mia Starr. I'm Melissa fucking Dunkens and if my club were here, they'd rip your fucking dick off and shove it down your throat until you choked and died on it!" Milo let out a small laugh before he lunged at me, grabbing me by the throat as he dragged me from the bed and slammed me against the wall. Pain shot down my spine as my vision went a little blurry.

“That monster’s gonna rip me apart.” He scoffed, annoyed, but grabbed a bottle of lube from the nightstand and tossed it at me. “Prep your slutty hole. Don’t keep me waiting.” I fumbled with the bottle, hands shaking as I poured lube onto my fingers. My eyes squeezed shut as I pushed two fingers into my ass, stretching myself, biting back a moan. Fuck, this was humiliating, and his piercing stare made it worse. “Too fucking slow,” Milo growled, yanking me into his lap. He pinned my wrists behind my back, his free hand shoving three fingers into my hole without warning. I gasped, toes curling, tears stinging as he pumped them deep, curling just right.

Molly couldn't help but choke back a laugh, her face flushed as she whispered back. "That's Sasha, Sasha Bikana, she and Micage used to be a thing or I think it was Cole but anyway that description just filled her up" Melissa mouth forms an oh before going back to her meal. Lyca growled disapprovingly at the stubborn she wolf in front of her she didn't want to waste her appetite over her. "Ugh!! spending time with this weirdo, Molly Tyler sure can make you one fast, I would have asked you to join me but you have got hands on my man"

By the time I came out of his apartment with the last of my bagel in one hand, I was feeling human and chipper, almost. “What are you upto now?” I heard Jaha speaking to someone in Russian. And then another, feminine voice replied, “What does it look like…” When I stepped from behind the row of shelves, I saw her, may be nineteen or twenty, but she looked even younger than that. “I wanted to go, I promise, but I heard the rumors. They say he is the devil.” Jaha scoffed. “Try something different, Milly. The last time you used the same excuse, in those same words.”