Navia X Neuvillette Novels & Stories

Sam whispered and her red eyes snapped at her. "You knew ? " she whispered in a hard tone and Sam shook her head. "Do you think if I knew I would be here " Champagne knelt down and grabbed the envelope off the floor, she searched for any information. An address or something. " Vyales group of companies " Sam spoke up and Champagne realised he was rich. It seems that was the main he felt like paying this prostitute. Champagne didn't say anything, she stood up and walked to her room. She changed into a pair of jeans and an over sized shirt. She walked back in to the kitchen and grabbed the money and placed it in her purse.

“No. Not yet. First, I’m going to remind her exactly who she fucked with. I’m going to break her… slowly, piece by piece. And when she’s begging at my feet, weeping for mercy, then I’ll decide if she gets to live.” I paused the video right on her face again. You should’ve minded your fucking business, Selvaggia. But it was too late for regrets. I’d seen what she was truly capable of, and I wasn't a man who let go of rare weapons. She belonged to me now. The file was waiting for me before the sun even cleared the horizon. I sat back in my chair, flipping through the crisp pages. Adrian’s intelligence network was flawless. Name: Scarlet Vale, 23.

“I stared at the girl who enticed me deeply. Though her clothes were wet because of the water that dripped from the clay pot on her head, she looked so beautiful. She resembles my dear late Nana, of whom I first saw the beauty of a black woman. She looked like a black angel. She had a portion of her plaited hair bound by a red ribbon, while the rest, fell about her arms, and even reached her waist. I have never seen a black woman with such an abundance of fine hair in my lifetime. She walked like a cat. I admire her more than any damsel I have ever seen. As fate happens, she turned around, and stared back at me. Our eyes met, her hazel-coloured eyes left me entranced, so I fell. Her pot of

Why did Emilia do that? Marisol continued to the comments section, after which she finally understood. Nevaeh was quite well-known in the musical industry overseas. Last night, she appeared on stage in a Velours gown which was rumored to have been tailored by the founder of Velours herself. After the video of her performance was spread online, it attracted great attention. The netizens were curious to know who she was. Through extensive research, they actually found some information on her. Nevaeh wasn't only a famous musician overseas. She was also a PhD holder in Business Studies, and she graduated from Brinsylvania. Upon returning to the country, she was parachuted into Franco Tech, a sub

He reached out—not to touch her, but to gently guide her toward the door. “This has to slow down,” he said. “Before it costs more than we can afford.” Aire nodded, swallowing hard. “Okay.” But the look she gave him before she left told him everything he needed to know. She wasn’t pulling away. She was already choosing. That evening, Nia sat alone in her room, scrolling through her phone, a frown etched between her brows. She opened a photo—one she hadn’t meant to take. Aire, standing in her father’s doorway earlier that day.

They were not looking happy and my worry was escalating. Is she alright? Just as I am about to tell Mr. Henderson that she’ll be coming in a minute, I hear the sound of heels clicking as someone runs over to our table. I stand up and look in the direction of the sound to find Aviana making her way to the table in an elegant violet evening dress. It hugs her perfect figure and her perfect curves like a second skin. And even though it isn’t revealing, she looks absolutely ravishing. Her silky-smooth leg peeks out from the slit in her dress to help her walk which goes up till a little above her knee.

Nivea's POV: I finished talking about where we would do the ceremony and made a date and time for it. I'm excited. "Hey Ni! Can you come down for a sec?" I heard Keenan call from downstairs. "Uh oh, I may want to see what's going on." I giggled. Alpha and Luna nodded. I bowed out of respect and left the room. Walking down the stairs I could hear three men talking. "Ah, here she is." Keenan said with pride. "Kevin this is my mate Nivea. Nivea this is Adam's mate Kevin. " He introduced.

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

0f course, he did. I give Julien a weakened smile and we exchange a few sentences of small talk before I thank him for driving ways here. Waving goodbye from the window as he slips into his car again, I pretend not to rush to the unknown contents that hide inside the white-encased box. There are cursive letters in black, engraved into the cardboard material, reading Matériau Féminin. Gnawing on the skin of my lip, all I do is shake mny head at a parallel memory that comes into mind when we spent time together in this very store, replacing the various lingerie of mine that he has ripped.

Both the De Luans and the Foyers had become more like a family than business partners over the years. Gordon parked the car in front of the mansion and Rose stepped out from the car while taking in the surrounding fresh air. She closed her eyes and a smile graced her lips. It had been a week since she last came here due to pressure at her workplace. Her company known as Navia had been under a lot of pressure in perfecting their latest and upcoming fragrance collection ROSE AND BEAUTY which was to be unveiled next week. Though her father helped her in starting up her company, Rose was responsible for Navia becoming one of the best perfume branded companies in not just the US but parts of the