Mk Flawless Victory Novels & Stories

Finn gave Cameron a scornful look. With determination, he answered, "I will be the winner!" The look on Cameron's face turned bad instantly. His expression was one of fury and disdain. The host pressed on, "How are you so confident?" Finn stared at MAVIS, which was on stage. He replied calmly, "Because Mavis is the perfect AI!" MAVIS received his command. It extended its mechanical arms and made a heart-shaped gesture at the audience. The audience began to shout and cheer. "Hurry up and begin the competition!"

Ruby's gaze was glued to the screen, her body shaking as if she had seen a ghost. "You don't have to sign," I said, my voice a chilling whisper. "But if you don't, this unedited, crystal-clear video will be tomorrow's sensation, plastered over every news site. I'll even send a copy to your parents, all your relatives, friends, and colleagues. "Think you'll see a dime of that settlement then? Think you'll have the dignity to walk this earth?"

I will find a way to destroy him, even if I have to break reality to do it. ​"Just a little bit of powder to set everything in place," Mara hummed a little while later, her movements methodical and calm. "Flawless, sweetie. You look exactly like a queen should." ​The makeup session was over. Diva stepped forward, spraying a fine mist of holding spray that smelled heavily of artificial flowers and chemicals, sealing the look.

I didn’t give any attention to what was being said because I was too immersed in the joy of my victory. I actually did it. I defeated a trained female alpha, and I did it with grace. That was an accomplishment I would forever be proud of. My mate rushed over to my side, and so did our betas. Vince quickly embraced me, placing his head on the crook of my neck. “You did great, mate,” he whispered into my ear. I smiled as I gently wrapped my hands around him. Hearing his praise elated me. “He still hasn’t announced the winner,” Mark pointed out, causing all of us to draw our attention to Vince’s father.

Mama narrowed her eyes as she hit lightly on my back with the rolling pin, "At least respect your mother and don't curse in front of me." I huffed, I barely cursed but some people tended to grate on my nerves. Rolling my eyes, I let myself out of the bed, "Whoever this god is, we will make him eat his words. He is so gonna regret it." "Just don't go near him," Mama sighed as she watched me brush my teeth, "He is a Victor." My eyebrows scrunched as I met her eyes through the mirror, "The Victors?" She nodded. "Why would Victors come to our restaurant?" My voice was muffled as I looked back at her, "They're rich and super snobby. They don't eat in local eatella."

Still, I tried to remain calm because I didn’t want to make him more anxious than he already was. “The winner of the Best Mobile Game of the Year is...” The music stopped, the announcer paused, tension built, “My Supermodel!” “Oh! Thank God!” I exclaimed behind my hands that covered my open mouth. “Congratulations, honey!” I immediately stood up and hugged Laird tightly beside me. I cupped his face in my hands and kissed his lips strong and quick. He smiled broadly and whispered for a moment, “I love you, baby. Thank you.” “Congratulations!” I shook hands with Dave and Rowan, who were also standing a bit away from me.

A thrilling, sweet, forced-romance arc is about to begin! I stared at the comments as a chill crept down my spine. I clenched my jaw so hard that my teeth rattled. I replayed everything in my head and finally realized what felt off. His face was caked in such heavy makeup that I couldn't see what he really looked like. He'd casually said he worked as a livestreamer, yet there wasn't a single piece of streaming equipment in the apartment. Regret hit me hard. I'd been far too careless.

Champagne glass in hand, that fake smile stretched across the face I already knew by heart, his bald head shining in the venue lighting. “Congratulations, Blackwood,” he said, the tone loaded with sweet poison. “You really surprised me.” I lifted my chin. I wasn’t going to let him ruin even one second of my moment, especially because it was very satisfying to see him acknowledging my victory in the end. “Thank you,” I answered calmly but firmly, looking straight into his eyes. “But this was only possible thanks to my team that, despite the obstacles that appeared along the way, stayed strong until the end. After all, who laughs last laughs best, right?”

He fucked her slow and deep, letting every man who wanted a last turn take her mouth or jerk off onto her face and tits. When Victor came he stayed buried, grinding, flooding her until come leaked around his shaft in thick pulses. Then he pulled out, spread her with both hands, and showed the final gape to every camera. “Debt paid,” he announced. He unchained her completely. Mia collapsed to the platform, barely able to move, holes gaping, body painted, mind shattered. Victor crouched, brushed hair from her face, and kissed her swollen lips harshly and patted her head.

Only a few people knew about it. He hate women that use despicable tricks to get a man. He hates her with passion. At this moment of solitude, Maria made a silent vow to herself. She would no longer accept a life of loneliness and neglect. She would find the strength to break free from the chains that bound her and reclaim her own happiness, no matter the cost. She didn't wait for long before Thompson joined her looking at the man coming down the stairs she could not take her eyes off him. Just like the day she woke up next to him in bed at the Silver star hotel. She felt her heart captured