Valentina Reading Novels & Stories

“Softness. Trust.” Valentina’s lips quivered. She bit her lip so hard it hurt. She felt the sting of rejection sink deep. Elena’s voice came then. It was that small, quiet thing. “Valentina,” she said. “You did your best.” Valentina turned. She saw Elena on the bed. Naked under the sheets. Elena’s eyes shone with warmth. Not pity. Not defeat. Valentina backed toward the door. “Elena,” she whispered. “You—”

she told the person on the other end, nodding in agreement at that person’s plan further. Valentina loved her family but her heart craved Vladimir and she was ready to go to any length for him. Any Bloody Length! Because she knew no mafia man better than Vladimir could be found or satisfy her now.

The doctor looked visibly startled when he saw me in the hospital room. Not long ago, I had come to him for a prenatal checkup and asked how to ensure my baby's health. "I'm sorry. Unfortunately, the child couldn't be saved," he said, his voice tinged with pity and sympathy. "Should we inform the father? Strange, it's Valentine's Day, and he's not here with you. Was there something urgent?" Oddly, I felt nothing. Just an eerie calm.

I comb my fingers through my hair to mask my trembling body, then I meet his piercing, predatory, and gleaming gaze. “Do you always make it a habit of confining Savannah within the gates of your fortress, so she is excluded from the real world and her family?” I bite back. As our gazes continue to bore into one another, I can’t shake the feeling that Don Valentino is an Italian God with intense eyes and a face that is carved from stone. I doubt he’s ever cracked a genuine smile, even when he’s balls deep in some random bitch, shuddering as he comes.

her brother whisper the last part. "Challenge accepted" She said and bit her bottom lips. " What challenge?" Spencer asked. "Seducing mr..... What's his name?" she asked. "Raphael Valentino" Spencer answered. "Well I got to go for my interview now" she said and winked before leaving for his office. ________________ As soon as Stephanie got in, Raphael told her to have her seat, before they got started. " So miss wither." Stephanie was checking out his office before her attention was called.

Reminding him who his wife was and that she wasn't capable of being so cruel. Walking around the bed, he stopped in front of her saying, "Yes I'd like to see all of them. But first I want to peel this one off and make love to you" Raising his right hand, he ran a finger down the valley between her breasts "Can I do that Emilia?" *****************************************

He simply handed her the belt. Turning, she walked back over to Holly and handed it to her. “Go over to the couch and bend over the arm,” the redhead ordered. “I hear you like that position.” Valerie nodded once before turning and doing as she was told. As soon as she reached the arm of the couch, she bent over, sticking her ass up in the air as she gripped the edge of the cushion. Never before had she felt so vulnerable, so exposed. From her position, she could see Damien, sitting at the table, watching her. Still, his expression remained unreadable. That scared her even more. She would be able to handle what was coming if she knew he desired for her to endure it, that this was all part of

Author Pov Valerie stared at the man in whose arms she was locked in disbelief. Can't he see how much she disliked the way that man was handling the girl? This wasn't the way a man should touch a girl. It was brutal and ruthless. She always knew that her body will be her Master's only. But she had a little hope of getting better treatment. At least he will consider her way of being intimate with him. Gently and carefully. But what she never understood that Xavier Valentino is the second name of cruelness. He loved roughness. He loves being in control. He loves when his woman quivers under him completely on his mercy.

She was reading me too easily. Agatha set her saucer down and leaned in closer, her perfumed scent cutting through the heavy smell of mold. “Do you know what I found most amusing about all of this, Valentina?” “No, but I bet my last dollar you can’t wait to tell me,” I mocked, throwing my head back against the chair, trying to look bored despite the sweat breaking out on my forehead. Her smile didn't waver. It only sharpened into something wicked. “The mate bond.”

Lina reclined on the delivery bed, her eyes filled with triumph. The old Don of the Valentino Family gripped his cane, smiling wider than ever before. His voice rang out louder than usual. "The Valentino family has an heir! I hereby declare that he will become the successor of our family!" He pointed proudly at the newborn. Everyone cheered, celebrating with delight, yet not a single person mentioned me. Watching it all, I dug my nails into my palm. Then suddenly, Renato's assistant rushed in, panting. "Don… Madre… she's still in the storage room, waiting to give birth."