Romans & histoires Nadia Valentine

He takes a step to the side, twisting his body back towards the vehicle, and extends his hand to me. “Don Valentino, you look dashing tonight. Did you bring a date?” “Don Valentino, is it true that you're seeing Ivy Bishop? The sister of your late sister-in-law?” “Don Valentino, marry me! I LOVE YOU!!!” “OMG!! Don Valentino is here and he looks hot as fuck. Did he bring a date? I bet she's a blonde bimbo with fake tits and fake lips!!” People endlessly call out to him and I had no idea he was so well-known in the media industry, and this discovery has left me feeling completely overwhelmed.

Damon Valentino ~•~ For the first time in my life, I froze when a woman kissed me. Dahlia had been avoiding me so I wasn’t expecting it. When I didn’t react fast enough, she pulled away, her face flaming. “I’m sorry. I don’t know why I did that.” She tried to get off the stool but I didn’t let her. “I’m not sorry for this.” My hand found the back of her neck and smashed my lips against hers. She gasped softly and I took the opportunity to suck her tongue into my mouth.

I asked cautiously, signalling to my men to continue their deep search. She sounded like she had her vocal cord tampered with. “I love her breasts, Dominik." I gritted my teeth to keep the cusses at bay, now was not the time to piss him off. That psycho might go overboard and things will get out of hand. “You want me right? Let her go and take me instead." I started slowly and cautiously. Valentina, she is the trending topic on the internet right now and it’s on the international news. I wasn't excluded either.

Valentine’s voice gasped, followed by the unmistakable sound of skin slapping skin. Nadia’s eyes went wide. She pulled the phone away from her ear as if it had turned into a snake. "Valentine! Are you serious right now?" "Hold on... wait..." Valentine panted into the phone, his voice frail and distracted. "Nadia... I’m a bit... occupied. He’s very... thorough with his dick game." "That is so gross!" Nadia hissed, her face flushing red. " I'm hanging up! Goodnight, Val! Get a room!"

I was shaking all over with anger, gripping my phone so tightly it felt like it might crack in my hand. The post was still gaining traction, and the comment section was filled with filth—vile, disgusting words that were hard to even read. "Girls these days really know how to play. Valentine’s Day with no protection, just chasing thrills." "She looks so innocent. Didn’t expect her to be this wild, roleplaying the whole ‘sister-brother’ thing."

I say, my voice low but vibrating with authority. From the front passenger seat, my personal assistant, Viktor, turns around slightly, his face illuminated by the glow of his tablet. “The DNA profile matches, Don Lorenzo,” Viktor replies, his tone precise. “She is Nadia Vance. Frederick Vance’s only living child. She survived the fire from five years ago. Her aunt, Rosalind assumed guardianship alongside her husband, Lucas. They kept her hidden, working as a servant in their home , while draining her family’s fortune to fund their own lavish lifestyle.”

“Thank you, but it is better if you do not. I don't want you to get expelled.” “I will be expelled before I let someone bully another. Oh, before I leave, I’m curious to know. Who’s your favorite Nightide member?” Choi Li-na blushed, “My favorite has always been Jeremy. He’s so cute. Don’t tell him that.” Hae Mina laughed, “I won’t. See you later.” Hae Mina turned to see Cass strolling toward her. Several girls stopped their chatting and stared at Cass. Not one attempted to hide their blatant appraising.

“Nadia is dead and they took her daughter with them.” “Nadia? The same Nadia?” “Yes, the same Nadia.” Adira explained and Valerie almost lost it. “Who was it.” She asked, her eyes already turning red and the hair behind her neck already coming out, her skin was beginning to look pale and her blood starting to get cold.

She will keep this secret for as long as she can. In the house, Petra and Petrona are in the living room, calmly talking, when an unexpected visitor startles them. Nadia Valencia, with her usual upright posture and elegant gait, followed by Nora, approaches them. Even in maid clothes, Nadia doesn't lose her beauty and charm, and that infuriates Petra. "Enjoying your tea, Petra?" Nadia asks in a mocking tone. "I suppose it's to calm your anxiety or help with your insomnia. Be careful with the dark circles and wrinkles under your eyes, with so many beautiful women around Egil, he might lose interest in you."

After making a complete circle, she stood once more, facing her irate friend, who simply glared at her. “And did you like giving yourself to my boyfriend?” Holly asked. “Oh, and his friend, too, right? You fuck around with Nick. Didn’t you tell me you couldn’t stand Nick? He was a pompous, arrogant asshole, I think you said. And yet, you fucked him?” “Yes, ma’am, I did,” Valerie said. “I fucked him but not Damien.” Holly cocked a brow at her. “You didn’t fuck my boyfriend?” “No, ma’am,” Valerie assured her.