Valerie Cossette の小説・ストーリー

"Valerie... Consigliere Vance! We... we were just discussing the operational terms…" "You were discussing your execution, Callaway," Valerie purred softly, stopping ten feet from the wooden table. Her voice was smooth, velvety, and laced with absolute, terrifying frost. She pulled off her left leather glove, revealing the polished black diamond crest of the Vance Matriarch and the silver signet ring of the Rossi Consigliere.

He growls, "Andrea belongs here with me." "Why? Because you two are mates?" Christophe laughs, despite the warning snarls from every boy at the table. He doesn't seem to notice, he stands and walks away from the table. He goes to the cabinet in the corner of the dining room and pulls out a bottle of whiskey. "You do realise she's human. Not some werewolf girl who can turn and be with you and run into the night?" He laughs, taking a swing of the bottle. "Enough Christophe," I say, tugging Will's arm. Christophe's sparkling eyes look into mine. He must've guessed about Will and me.

Xavier: Steam still curled faintly from the bathroom when I stepped out. Valerie sat by the edge of the bed, a towel draped over her shoulders, her hair still damp, the soft ends brushing against her bare arms. She wore light denim shorts and a pale crop top that left her skin showing for my eyes to admire, and for a heartbeat, all I could think about was how normal she looked. Not the Luna. Not the woman who challenged me. Just… her. My Valerie. My woman.

I was shocked. "Malaria,I had the dream of you being sick and refusing to take your drugs". So accurately,I refused to take my drugs this morning. "I wish I was that gifted too". She chuckled. "Bye Dan,you are an irreplaceable friend". She hung up.I can't help smiling. "Well tomorrow we start work, goodluck to us". I said to myself. **VALERIE'S POV** The next day at work,I dressed my best. It's not a small opportunity to work with the F&F Famous and fantastic Fashion brand. My happiness was written all over me not until I sighted Kamsy.

He turned and brushed Valerie's hand away from his body. "It's not that I don't want to, let alone break my promise," Valerie immediately shook her head. "But it's always the timing that doesn't work out, my love. Even this time, Mama's birthday coincides with my appearance in Paris. You know, I've always had a big dream to perform on the stages of Saint Laurent, Dior, Chanel, and especially Hermes." Samuel sighed. The disappointment on his handsome face became even more apparent. He should have realized that having a famous model as a girlfriend was not easy. Valerie's increasingly busy schedule made it difficult for her to find free time.

Her hair was swept into a flawless low chignon, makeup understated, eyes sharp and cool behind a sympathetic smile. She moved like someone who belonged anywhere she chose to stand. “Mrs. Blackwood,” the woman said warmly, extending her hand. “I was hoping we meet again finally.” her voice strangely chirpy. Arielle hesitated only a second before accepting her greetings. The woman’s grip was light, controlled. “ no need for introduction, you already know me or should I remind you I’m Valerie Morett.” The name sounded like a led, Arielle doesn't like her at all, after the troubles this woman have caused her.

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“Okay, sorry. Someone got up on the wrong side of the bed today, you’re just pissed Miss Laurence likes me better. I am after all the famous Noir Dupont.” “Your name is Valerin, not Noir,” “It’s a stage name, Cor, really with all the intelligence in the world you couldn’t deduce that,” “You have 30 seconds to leave my sight or I will pull all funding and collaborations with Amworth, see how much your new company is worth without my backing,” Fake shock rippled through Valerin’s features, “You wouldn’t dare hurt my baby. She was just born.” “It’s a company, not a child. Unlike you.”

Valerie was stunning! Valerie's fiery red hair cascaded over her shoulders in luscious waves, framing a face that could have graced the cover of any magazine. Her green eyes sparkled with warmth and intelligence, holding a depth that spoke of a life fully lived. Even in a simple blouse and jeans, Valerie exuded an effortless grace and beauty that left Riley feeling plain and unremarkable in comparison.

*Time for mine* "Honey,who is she?"I asked Xavier. "Valerie,she's my ex girlfriend"Xavier said with a smile. "Oh,you mean the one that's still pestering you? I feigned. "Yea,the one that still glued to me like am one if her numerous man"he replied. "Oh man,thank god you're mine now"I mocked. "Of course baby"Xavier said wrapping his arms over my waist and the malube baby face was to die for, she looks like someone who will cry any moment from now.