Rio Vidal X Reader Novels & Stories

[Rachel’s POV] Vincenzo invited me to the East Coast, saying we needed to discuss an alliance. This time, I did something unusual. Instead of taking a helicopter, I boarded a train alone. Not long after I sat down, a man wearing a cap and sunglasses took the seat across from me. He spoke first. “Don’t look at me. Just read a book.” I opened a book and replied quietly, “Victor, I told you I don’t want to see you again.”

Then slowly, without breaking eye contact with me for long, he reached up with his free hand and carefully pulled the book open to the exact page where my finger was holding it. My heart dropped instantly. “Vincent—” I started, already knowing I didn’t want him to read it. I was currently holding the page with the most intimate and explicit scene, so I didn’t want him to read it. At least of all people, Vincent was the last person I wanted catching me reading something like that. No, I couldn’t let him see what I was truly reading or understand why I actually enjoyed reading dark romance. But Vincent was way faster than any of my thoughts.

Rodri's POV As I approached Vanessa’s bedroom, I saw that the door was halfway open. I stepped closer and immediately spotted Vanessa inside her bedroom. I didn’t mean to say quiet and stare… I knew I should probably announce my presence because it would be weird if she looked in my direction only to see me staring at her from behind the door like a fucking creep… but I still found myself staring anyway. She was standing by her dressing table, smiling down at the stack of books the chairman had gifted to her. It was probably romance books, because the last time I saw her reading something, it was romance.

The dildo was wedged inside me, slick running down my pink perineum like running water. Turning my head towards the door, I saw Ryder, and Jax beside him as usual. Fuck!!! I could see their large mushroom tips trying to burst free from their shorts, leaking. Jax squeezed his cockhead, groaning, stopping himself from coming. With lightning speed, Ryan crossed the room in three strides, and plucked the book from my weak fingers. His eyes roamed the page, smirk deepening, his fingers moving down to circle his covered wide tip.

"I read it crying from beginning to end. Lira is me." "This book gave me the courage to leave the relationship." Maeve watched the comments from afar, her heart racing. Until the comment that broke something inside her arrived. A reader named “Ana_Sobrevivente23” wrote: "Dear L. V. Eclipse, I was raped by my father from the ages of 12 to 16. My mother knew and never did anything. When I read the scene where Lira confronts her mother… I screamed. I cried for three hours straight. Thank you for writing this. I felt seen for the first time in my life."

Valencia bit her lower lips upon seeing that he didn't answer her questions, so she quietly began to go through the document Maverick had just thrown at her. Reading the first page made Valencia's eyes widen in shock; her face paled immediately, and her body shook in disbelief. Tears pooled in her eyes, but she forced herself to go through the blatant torture of reading. Reading through every word, and her mind repeating it despite the repeated stab to her heart. By the time Valencia finished reading the documents, her strength had vanished, and all the joy she had a few minutes ago had dissipated without a trace.

My breath catches, a rush of heat pooling low, and I feel exposed, my dress suddenly too tight. He pauses, a flicker of recognition, and I turn away, grabbing a glass of wine, my hand shaking. The tension is electric, a live wire between us, and I know this isn’t just a reading—it’s the start of something I can’t undo. I sip the wine, the taste sharp, and watch him from the corner, my mind racing with possibilities, my body alive with want. The reading begins, Victor’s voice filling the room as he reads an excerpt—raw, sensual, a woman’s surrender to a commanding figure.

Author’s Note: Wheww, we’re finally at the end! 🎉 What a roller coaster this has been. I am unimaginably grateful to all the readers, supporters, and lovers of Rico x Calla’s story—for staying through the ups and downs, Calla’s betrayal, Rico’s rage, their reconciliation and romance, his near death, her near death too, and finally seeing their love bloom. It has truly been one hell of a wild ride 🫶🏾🤭

Lixien was a bit used to seeing him looking like that, so she wasn’t shocked and continued on what she was reading. The scene was somehow erotic in the book. When Vailan sat beside her, she looked at the title of the book and almost choked. “’A Night to Remember With You?’” I was a bit confused and Vailan took a sneak peek at the book’s chapter one and he awkwardly cleared his throat. “L-Lixien, do you really love this kind of book?” Lixien shook her head and answered him as if it was only a matter of fact.

he said. He backed her against the obsidian shelf, the cool, polished stone a shock against her feverish skin. He didn't kiss her. He simply looked at her, his gaze tracing the lines of her body as if memorizing another text. One hand came up to cup her jaw, his thumb stroking her lower lip. “You have been touching my books for days, Vlixyra,” he whispered. “Feeling their secrets. It’s only fair I return the favour.”