Story Of Victoria Secret นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"And what did you say?" "That I'd pass it along," she said. "Which I'm now doing." She put her hands on my shoulders and I let myself lean back into them for just a second. "Are you happy?" she asked. I looked at myself in the mirror. Victoria Hale. Twenty-nine years old. Founder and CEO of one of the fastest-growing fashion companies in the world. Owner of her own name, her own story, and every piece of ground she stood on. The daughter of a woman who had survived things that should have destroyed her. And in about forty minutes, about to walk down an aisle in Paris toward a man who had chosen her on purpose, every single day, through every version of who she was still becoming.

Thea cunningly manipulated Victoria, step by step, to elicit the answer she wanted. Victoria was anxious and uneasy as she said, "One secret, one billion. This business won't make you lose. I'm really desperate, I need a lot of money for treatment, so I'm forcing you to make a deal. If you don't want to, then forget it... Please don't hurt me. I was wrong." One secret, one billion? Thea was shocked, what kind of secret, so expensive? "How many secrets did you hold onto him?" Thea asked.

The room fell completely silent. "Good morning," she began, her voice clear and strong. "My name is Victoria Sterling. For thirty-three years, I have been the wife of James Sterling, CEO of Sterling Industries. For thirty-three years, I have lived with secrets that have haunted me. Controlled me. Kept me prisoner in my own life." Camera flashes exploded. Reporters leaned forward. "Today, I'm freeing myself from those secrets. And from the man who has tried to use them against my family."

Her and Felicia are goddesses of Fashion. We got to Victoria's secret. It has a lot of seductive attires. Some even made me think that they are too much exposure. Mum didn't think about it. She said it's the best idea. It will definately drive our husbands crazy. So she said. Still I was feeling weird about this. Maybe I'll try it out later. For now it will just be in my bag.

They both freeze enough for me to see doubt flicker behind Vivienne’s eyes. “You think I’d stay silent while you dragged my name through the mud?” I ask, my voice trembling but sharp. “When I woke up, it was when I found out everything. The lies, the betrayal. All of it.” I take a breath. “And that’s how Victoria St. James was born.” Vivienne folds her arms, smirking, trying to reclaim her edge. “Cute rebrand. And the new face? Didn’t like the old one, huh?”

Even the salesperson was astounded at her speed. Victoria pulled out her card and stopped the salespersons from putting the lingerie into a bag. She gestured for them to put her purchases into her existing shopping bags. "Save the bag. Put them with my clothes." Then, she left and came to the sex shop at the outermost corner. Although Victoria had tried seducing Benjamin many times before, they hadn't done it yet. Still, it was better to be safe than sorry. She thought it was better to prepare some condoms. She walked around the shop. It had absolutely everything, even aphrodisiacs, but not condoms. Cursing under her breath, she exited the shop and bumped into Yvette.

A long-forgotten relative resurfaced, claiming a right to our family's legacy and stirring the echoes of an unresolved past. Her name was Victoria, an enigmatic woman with a striking resemblance to my late grandmother. Her sudden appearance sent shockwaves through our lives, as she unveiled a hidden truth that threatened to unravel the tapestry we had so carefully woven. Victoria's story was one of secrets and betrayal, intertwined with the history of our family. She claimed to be the product of a forbidden love affair that had been concealed for decades. Her presence ignited a whirlwind of emotions within me—curiosity, suspicion, and a deep longing for answers.

Adrian had this way of grounding me, even when the world felt like it was spinning out of control. “I can’t let her win she keeps doing this to me,” I said, my voice firm. “Not after everything my mother went through. Not after everything I’ve learned.” “You won’t,” he assured me. “We’ll figure this out together.” --- Victoria's Secret Meeting Meanwhile, Victoria was far from done. She met with a shadowy figure in one of the estate’s private lounges—a man who exuded power and menace. He was none other than Nathan Grant, a lawyer known for his ruthless tactics and willingness to operate in morally gray areas.

Her vision blurred with a toxic cocktail of humiliation, betrayal, and deep, marrow deep resentment. She had spent years thinking she was untouchable. The chosen one. The daughter of a powerful legacy. But it was all a lie. All this time, while she was basking in false superiority, Sarah, the girl she had mocked, belittled, dismissed, was becoming a queen in her own right. And now, the world knew it. Victoria didn’t go home. She had a sanctuary. A private, members only party bar tucked away in the heart of the city.

I couldn't hold back anymore. I know I should tell her about my past and my shit secret, but right now... I was going for a swim with the most attractive woman I had ever seen... the same one that my heart had a weakness for. I was craving her full pink lips, I wanted to taste her skin again and to smell her hair, while I buried myself in her body.