Romans & histoires Valerie Tvd

"It's me! Jessica! The apartment on 4th street... the letters... I called you every single day! I worked three jobs for your tuition! Davis, you’re alive because of my—" Before the word kidney could leave my mouth, a heavy hand grabbed my shoulder, violently wrenching me backward. "How pathetic," a sharp, venomous voice sneered. Valerie stepped forward to the edge of the stage, her emerald silk gown rustling elegantly. Her perfect, manicured features were contorted into an expression of utter disgust as she looked down at me. "A filthy, low-class waitress trying to climb into a billionaire's bed by fabricating a past? Do you honestly think a man like Davis would ever look at a disgusting cre

Who the hell was she really? By the time the night started winding down, Jerry was back. He tossed a folder on the table in front of me. “Basic info,” he said. “Name’s Valerie Quinn. Age twenty-eight. A lawyer—badass one, too. Recently won a high-profile case. Sent the ex-president’s son to jail for fraud and assault. Got the guy twenty years behind bars. She’s making headlines in the legal world.”

They both soon let loud moans before the girl fell on the man's chest breathing heavily. The man picked the girl up before throwing her on the bed and ripping her lingerie off and having his way with her. Rough and raw. Finally, everything ended leaving Valerie traumatized. Everything looked so terrifying for her. One day she has to give herself to her Master. Will she be able to handle this. Will she be able to make it alive after this. Xavier bit his lip feeling himself being aroused at the view. He started sweating when he saw the video. But what left him frustrated was her. She wasn't aroused instead she was looking rather terrified and baffled. He had no idea how he will be able to tame

“I don’t think I’m protected. I know who I am now.” Her eyes narrowed slightly as she moved closer. “I’ll explain it now instead.” A small flash drive appeared in her hand, pulled from the tiny purse she carried. Her neatly trimmed nails gripped it tightly, almost like she was ready to cut through something. The object looked sharp in her grasp, though it wasn’t meant for slicing, just storing. “Damian had years you know nothing about,” Valerie said softly. “Years when he wasn’t controlled. When he was reckless. Destructive. Intimate in ways that would shatter the image you’ve built.”

“Even if he is single, the person who will fill the position of his girlfriend later is definitely not from among us.” Charlotte nodded her head in agreement while chuckling too. “Yeah, but I am excited to know that I can see him in person anyway. You know, all the news says he's so handsome, I want to see the real him.” “Seems just as handsome.” Valerie took a deep breath, then glanced at her phone again. Charlotte seemed to have noticed something was bothering Valerie. “Why, Val?” “I’m okay.” “Ah, come on, I see that in the last few minutes you've glanced at your phone several times! I am your best friend, what's wrong?”

Leaning against the hood of Valen’s jeep, arms crossed, is Valerie Deveraux, pale blonde hair, silky straight, black leather fit. Her lip curls when she sees me. "Oh, look. The golden bitch arrives." Reid’s grip on my wrist tightens slightly. “Ignore her.” We continue walking to his SUV. But she’s already pushing off the Jeep and coming closer. “I told Valen you hadn’t changed,” she sneers. “Told him it was a fucking waste of time picking you up. You’re still the same pathetic mutt who left us when shit got real.” “Val,” Reid warns, jaw tight.

Valerie laughed softly, she sat on the bed and looked at him, she pulled her hair backwards, seductively. "Yeah about that, can you forgive me? I realized I love you now and I don't want you dead anymore." Valerie said in an innocent tone. But Tyler wasn't buying that. He looked at her with a smirk, "You should have been an actress you know….you really portray the character of the innocent and loving girl i once knew." His tone was serious. Valerie stood and slowly walked to him, with a faint smile. "Well, I can't kill you? So I might as well be with you and share everything that's yours don't you think?" Her voice sounded rough, as if she was threatening.

My friend better get some good dirt on Valerie. Thirty minutes later, my phone lights up indicating a new text message. I checked it to see it had a video attachment too. The caption read… 'I think she was already a bit tipsy so it wasn't hard to get her to do it! check out the video, I believe that would be enough for you. right?' I clicked on the video to see Valerie grinding on a strange man, she looked like she was having fun too. Stephano's going to be pissed. Stephano was quite popular and reporters would be glad to get news on him.

But it seems he has something more important to do. I walked away to find Ryan to ask him to drop me at my house. I have enough for today and I need some sleep. Besides, is getting really late. Don’t want my dad found out about it. After looking around, I spotted Ryan with Trevor. Not just the two of them, there is another person with them. "Ryan," his turned to my direction and smile at me. "Guys, this is Valerie. She the first female mechanic in Trevor auto shop." "Matthew, nice to meet you, Valerie." I smiled. "Likewise."

"Light. Sorry." Valerie didn't notice my tone. Her phone buzzed. She smiled at the screen....a genuine smile, the kind I had been trying to get out of her all night. "Oh my god, look at this," she said, turning the screen toward me. It was a video of some influencer in Paris. "I need these boots. Do you think they'd look good on me?" I looked at the boots. I looked at Valerie. She was beautiful. Objectively, stunning. Sitting there in the candlelight, she was the trophy I thought I wanted. The prize Kade had tossed aside. But looking at her now, all I felt was... cold.