Valentino X Vox Novels & Stories

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.

They slapped my tits red, choked me until I nearly passed out, and made me thank them for every load. Voss watched it all. He knew Silas. They were old business associates. Sometimes he would casually mention how much my step-uncle had enjoyed breaking me in and that only made the clients use me harder. But the quiet man from the first night kept returning. His name was Damien Vale.

Then I'd dig up the truth. The wind stirred. My skin goosebumped. Then a voice broke through my thoughts. "Still thinking about murder, little fox?" Valentino’s voice sliced through the quiet. I opened one eye. He stood behind me in an open shirt, chest bare, tattoos out, eyes lazy like a cat in the sun. His eyes scanned my body in a slow, unapologetic drag. “What gave it away?” I asked, cocking a brow. He smirked. “That little twitch in your lip. You only make that face when you’re plotting something bloody.”

The man was smiling ear to ear, flaunting his perfect set of teeth and dimples on both cheeks. “Thanks,” she smiled casually. Even she disliked him. She was not that rude to show him a nasty attitude. For some reason, she could not understand that she hated him so much. Especially when smiling, it appeared he had a lot of naughty thoughts in mind. The man was Valentino. He was introduced to her by Rab during a gun show a few months ago. He was the owner of a famous gun shop and accessories in the province. He was very persistent in courting her in the past two months. Even though she repeatedly informed him that she was already taken, he wouldn’t believe her.

He did me the favor of not taking off the pieces, just opening them, in case we have to get ready in a hurry. So the frame of my lingerie made my heavy and big breasts stay firm and high. Pablo moaned in approval and lowered his face to the middle of them, sliding from one side to the other, as if petting himself with that voluminous part of me. "I want to do this in your pussy," he said as he gave me an intense look. Everything in me contracted to the sound of uncontrolled lasciviousness. "I want to rub every part of your body on me, so that I can never forget myself. So that it is always engraved in my memory.

My fingers tightened slightly around the stems as I stared at them. He couldn't have known they were my favorite… right? "I figured flowers would complete the vibe I was going for." "Thanks," I said, inhaling their delicate scent. "What vibe were you going for?" He let out a small chuckle, glancing around as if double-checking his own setup before looking back at me. "Maybe something romantic. Not too flashy," he said. As he spoke, he suddenly looked nervous again. "I hope this isn't too much? Did I overdo it?"

"Bella... Please listen to me... You need to hear the truth..." Valentino pleaded. He was looking weak than before. Dark circles around eyes, dull and defeated face. He was looking exhausted. "There is something which Alex doesn't want you to know..." He said and she frowned. "I have a proof..."

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