Valentino X Reader Novels & Stories

Asher, satisfied to see Valencia enjoying his kiss, releases his hold until a thread of saliva escapes his lips. After their hot kiss, Valencia inhales deeply as if taking back the air supply depleted by it. "Honey, it seems like you enjoyed our kiss this time. And you can't deny that." Valencia wiped her lips, which might as well have been a lipstick mess. "Too confident!" "As your husband, I have to be confident. I am Asher William Xander. What can't I do for you?" "Um... I know you are Asher. That's why you're the only man who dares to marry an unconscious woman." Valencia quipped.

" Lucas saw that Tina was still wearing her stained pajamas and flew into a terrible rage. "All I did was spend Valentine's Day with Mia! How could you be so selfish? You're my mate! You should be more generous and forgiving instead of being so petty and jealous like this!" I saw that Lucas was finally about to enter the bedroom. I got anxious again. Was he finally going to see my body now?

I was certain it hadn't been there this morning. A strange feeling settled in the pit of my stomach as I walked over and picked it up. There was no name on the front, no indication of who had left it there. Slowly, I unfolded the paper inside. *After everything I sacrificed for you, you left me over some cheap accusations that slut fed you. I gave you everything you ever wanted, and what did you do? You spat in my face and branded me the villain. If you think this is over, you're absolutely wrong. If I can't have you, Liora sure as hell isn't going to have you either. Mark my words, Everett. This isn't the end.*

“Xavi… Xavier… oh God— I was right there, trembling on the edge, thighs shaking around his wrist. “Not yet, Velvet. he rasped, pulling his fingers out completely just as I was about to shatter. A desperate whine escaped me. “Please… He smirked, that cold, dangerous smile that made my stomach flip. “I want you dripping and begging when I finally take you. Not yet, my innocent little Velvet.” His mouth replaced his hand, kissing and licking a path up my inner thighs again, so close to my aching center that I could feel his hot breath. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of my soaked lace panties and slowly dragged them down my legs, eyes locked on mine the entire time. I was completely bare

She no longer exists. Under the last line was a name he had never seen me write. [Elena Valenti] For a moment, Julian didn’t understand. Then the name hit him like a fist. Valenti. Anyone in New York knew the name. Old money whispered it. Politicians feared it. Cops pretended not to see it. It belonged to armored gates, private docks, and men who smiled before pulling the trigger. He sank into a chair, his face draining of color. He called my old number.

From his possession to his lust-driven touch. He is an Alpha male. He's a breathing, walking, and talking predator, all decked out in an expensive Armani suit, with sin written all over his face. I am not a sinner, but I quickly find myself wanting to become one, and it scares the shit out of me. Don Alessandro Valentino is the dark, the danger, the connection to a life I want no part of. He is everything I shouldn’t want and the lure I simply can’t resist…

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.

“It was because I am a selfish man, Travis simply wanted to get back at me.” “I see…” He massaged his chin softly. “Somehow Valentina got herself involved in a love triangle, between best friends.” “That is not important right now.” I scolded and he flushed beet red, “Do you know the book Valentina always likes reading?” “Um…” He went into deep thought for a while, and then he shrugged. “I know she reads a lot of books, but I haven’t actively, tried to look at her book.” “There is this particular book, she loved to read, it’s a plain white book, and the title is Valentine’s Day.” I narrated taking the next five minutes of my time to describe just how the book looks. “The author’s name was Gu

“Damn, look how wet she is. She really does get off on this shit, doesn’t she?” “Oh, yeah,” Damien said, smirking at her. “As much as she hates it, she loves it even more. Hell, I promise you the last thing she wanted was for you to be here.” Valerie rubbed her clit in tight circles as she listened to him talk to Nick, knowing every word he said was true. “But the fact that you are, and that she hates it, only makes her hornier,” Damien continued. “She wants it, wants to do all these degrading things and be put on display like this.”

Valentina would feel the almost-touch like a spark against dry tinder. She would lie awake at night in the guest room, remembering the way his fingers used to trace her spine, the way his voice dropped when he called her “good girl,” the way his body had felt against hers in the dark. She respected the boundary. But the forbidden pull was still there stronger than ever. One evening, they were both in the living room. Luca sat on the couch, pretending to read a book. Valentina sat in the armchair across from him, scrolling through her phone without really seeing anything.