Vance X Bruce Novels & Stories

He grinned and hesitated for a moment before pulling out his wallet"you are a pain in my ass" "Make it two shot of whisky then"Jaden said smoothly as he could after checking his friend I.D...Robert was his name and it suits him.I went to the bar and gave our bartender philip their drink orders,when i glanced back at the table I saw Jaden staring at me and i eyed him back until he noticed but he held my gaze with a soft smile,feeling awkward I turned away as fast as I could and my eyes caught the bald head man waving at me for his drink.

He leaned in closer and whispered to my ears, "Thank you for waking me up." Finally, someone came to their senses. "Bruce's blind fiancee can finally see? But why is she in Aaron's arms?" "Did Aaron say just now that she was his fiancee?" "Is Nancy getting engaged to Aaron?" Bruce went up to Aaron ingratiatingly. "Mr. Blake, Nancy is engaged to me. How could she be your fiancee? Does your fiancee look so much like her that you've mistaken her for your fiancee? After all, you've been in a coma for a long time."

I didn’t trust myself to look back. She pulled me around the corner and into the narrow space between two news vans where the cameras couldn’t reach us. Rain had started coming down, thin and cold, and I hadn’t noticed until it was soaking through my jacket. “You have to leave,” Bianca said. Low and urgent, her eyes darting toward the building. “No.” I pulled my arm free. “There has to be something we can do. We’re not just going to let Dad go to jail for something he didn’t do—”

Jennifer's POV My mother's eyes glistened with tears, as she began. “Eighteen years ago… before your father died… four of them came together to form a business. Your father… my husband, Croft’s father… Lucy’s uncle… and one other man, Mr. Gabriel. They were partners, inseparable on the surface, but underneath… it was all ambition, greed, and secrets.” “Four of them… what… What kind of business?” I asked, my voice trembling.

But her body moved before her mind could stop it. She turned. Vance was twenty meters away. Walking steadily, his suit jacket gone, his sleeves rolled up, his face— His face was the same. Older, yes. Thinner. But the same grey eyes, the same sharp jaw, the same stillness that had once made her feel safe and terrified in equal measure. He saw her. He stopped. His hand, reaching for his phone, fell to his side. His lips parted. No sound came. The waves crashed. The wind blew. No one moved.

Vance was still recovering, and normally I would stand against the idea, but he gave me those same puppy eyes. "Don't run off too far." I sighed, reading his thoughts from his eyes. Vance smiled Brightly and nodded at Valeria, and just like that, they were gone. They seemed to be good friends after just meeting each other once. Vance was socially awkward and introverted, while Valeria was extroverted. It reminded me of a particular person who always found her way to my mind every time. My little red was always socially awkward, although I was extroverted and could easily charm people. The one who always lit her world at a party was Bertha.

Tracy was trying her best to appear at ease. Vance was wearing a pair of golf shorts and a short-sleeved golf shirt. He had age spots dotting his frail-looking arms, and his hair, what little was left of it, was neatly combed to the side. "Thank you! Why don't you come in and sit down on the couch in the other room so we can get to know each other a little better?" Vance led Tracy into a large, high-ceiling living area with textured, gold-brown walls and a mix of paintings depicting English country life and portraits of people who Tracy thought must be his relatives. Tracy looked around in awe. She and Jim had a wonderful, affluent life, but Vance's home was in another category entirely. 'He

5 million, and Vinca again countered with 11 million, but to her surprise, Shanice raised the bid to 15 million. Frost had given Vinca a credit card that she rarely used. She had hoped to buy the vase using that card, but she felt that going beyond 12 million was in excess, so she opted out of the bid. Shanice had a victorious smile on her face but Frost was angry." Do you really want the vase?" he whispered into Vinca's ear. Vinca turned to him with huge eyes that were almost spilling with tears. She had set her heart on the vase and now it was gone. Frost didn't wait for her answer and raised his card for the first time since the auction began.

Celeste Vance wanted me. I know he did. The way his eyes darkened when I asked him to fuck me. The way his body tensed against mine. So much chemistry between us, but yet, he seemed to be fighting it hard. Vance was a hard man to crack. That’s okay, I’ll break him sooner or later.

CHAPTER SEVEN Vivian, caught in the middle of their silent battle, felt her heart race. The tension between the two men was palpable, and it was drawing unwanted attention from the surrounding employees. She knew Damien’s habit of pushing people’s buttons, and Bruce’s strong sense of justice made him the perfect target. Damien was smug, calculating, and unyielding, always demanding respect without asking for it. Bruce, on the other hand, was honorable and steadfast, a man who had always stood up for what was right. But today, in the presence of Damien, Bruce’s usual calm demeanor was cracking. He was infuriated and Damien could tell, judging by the smug smirk that tugged at the corner of his