Valérie Bacot Book English Novels & Stories

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.

I replied, irritated. I cut into my food and ate quickly. He was being irritating and pushy. Wasn't it rude for a man to say such things to a woman? Annoying. "Sorry, I didn't mean to upset you, Aira, my love," he apologized softly. "Don't call me 'love.' Who said I'm your 'love'?" I snapped back, irritable. "Nothing. 'Baby,' you're just adorable," he persisted. "I'm not your 'baby,'" I insisted.

But Valeri sat alone , book in hand , I walked over to her . "May I sit here ?"I asked . "Sure ,"she said . The cafeteria was noisy , but silence hung between us . Valeri didn't seem to mind , but it drove me crazy . I searched my mind for things to say . "So,"I said , "is that a good book?"Valeri gave a small nod and went back to reading . "What's it about?"I asked , after several more agonizing seconds of silence . She looked at me , her eyes sparkling .

she turned back to the door, her voice dropping to something almost pleading, "Evans, baby, come on, it's me, it's Valarie, remember when we used to talk for hours? When you told me I was the only one who understood you?" Nothing. "I flew all the way back from London for you! I left everything for you! And you won't even open the door?" The silence from Evans' room was deafening. Valarie pressed her forehead against the door, her shoulders slumping, for a moment she looked almost vulnerable, almost human. Then she straightened up, and when she turned to face me, all that vulnerability was gone, replaced by pure venom. "This isn't over," she hissed, her voice low and dangerous, "the game has

Kelly asked, “Please, I don't have time for that, before I talk to you again, please, go and wash off the horrible smells that Is coming out of your body” Valery said, and she smiles again, and she walked Into the washroom, she brought out a bathrobe, and he threw It at him, and she said, “that's the bathroom” she said, she removed her night gown, and she was left with pant,

Her hand lingered for a moment before she walked away. I stood there, unable to move and her words echoed in my head, twisting and burning. The next morning, I dragged myself downstairs, my eyes were still swollen from crying, but I tried to smile when I saw the housekeeper, before I could sit, the front door opens. Valeria walked in, her heels clicked loud on the marble floor. She was wearing a sharp white suit, her red lips curved into a sweet, poisonous smile. “Oh, I hope I’m not interrupting breakfast,” she said dropping a folder on the table. “Lucien, I brought those business files you asked for.”

Laila said as she walked towards Lord Storm and seductively sat on his lap, Valerie was dragged out by two guards roughly and ruggedly, her mouth was taped, her hands were shacked and she was roughed into the exquisite car. she cried. "Help !" T. B. C ♡ Drop your reviews, lovely reader, and follow us on I* @authorchrisney__ ♡(> ਊ <)♡

He knew his little sister was likely to receive an earful from Chase. "And other witnesses? Did they deserve to die? “Chase flung off the cigar he was holding in irritation. “Valerie conosce le dannate regole e non è stupida. lei per eliminare la ragazza stessa, altrimenti lo farò io e ciò avrebbe lasciato una cicatrice sulla sua salute mentale", {"Valerie knows the damned rules and isn't stupid. Ask her to eliminate the girl herself. Else, I'll be doing it for her, and it would put a scar on her mental health"}

***AUTHORESS’S POV*** “How does my tongue feel?” Valerie was too broken to say a word, her hands shakily grab the bed cover to her face shamefully. She did say a lot of things she isn’t proud of, it’s like she was possessed by some nymph spirit during the time he was eating. “Wild Frog.you almost killed me”she snapped gasping for breath. Prince heard her quivering whispers beneath the duvet, he chuckled loudly and shook his head.

He looked at Sean with a gaze I couldn't explain. "Nice to meet you." Yohan handed his hand, and Sean confusedly looked at Yohan's hand. "Who are you?" Sean said. "Sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet. I am Yohan Alexandre, Myrtle's friend. Actually, we're really great friends right now," Yohan replied in a bit haughty tone. What's with the tension between the both of them? I thought they would get well together? And I never knew Yohan's last name was Alexandre.