Vanessa Marano Relationships Novels & Stories

My jaw tightened. What the hell was she playing at? Vanessa had been my efficient secretary for three years and I’d never questioned her loyalty until tonight. Frolicking with Victor Langs, of all people? The man who’d tried to poach half my European contracts last quarter? The same man who’d whispered in boardrooms that Kane Enterprises was over-leveraged and ripe for a takeover bid? She was free to fuck whoever she wanted. But parading him in front of Mara. That wasn’t personal. That was strategic.

As if the universe had conspired to destroy her completely, there was a final piece to seal everything; "Vanessa Hayes was also known for sleeping with Professors for grades, former classmates confirm!" Shock pushed out her eyeballs. “What?” Before she could recover, the sight of the comment section followed, it was a total bloodbath. "Wait.. so you mean it was Isla who even got her a job?" "So she stole her best friend’s husband AND married him overnight?" "My goodness…And to think that the ungrateful bitch even dared to call Isla a gold digger?"

Maybe it was just Navia's imagination, but she could feel a trace of coldness hidden beneath those sunglasses. Then again, it wasn't surprising. From the sound of their conversation, Vanessa was Marcus Morgan's fiancée. Marcus was notorious throughout Kingsley for surrounding himself with beautiful women. Naturally, Vanessa had probably mistaken Navia for yet another woman trying to climb into Marcus Morgan's bed. Navia didn't bother explaining herself. She merely nodded politely. “Miss Vale.” Vanessa slowly looked her up and down before sighing lightly. “I have to admit… you are beautiful enough to catch Marcus's attention.”

I asked, getting pissed as I shown the phone to her. Her eyes dilated when she saw it.”What…Damon wasn’t in a relationship? How? What the hell?” She looked perplexed. And then I came to a deduction, after seeing the announcement that I was getting married, Vanessa must have tried by all means to find out who the groom was, she did and now she somehow seduced him and stopped him from coming to the wedding so she could humiliate me. “Damn it!” I was fucking pissed. No! I barely had scandals. I avoided scandals with everything in me, I wasn’t about to have one.

I’m not going to let her hurt you. You’ll make it worse. Her voice was almost a whisper, but it hit him like a blow. You have no idea who or what she is. He stepped closer, his gaze unwavering. No. But I’ll find out. She shook her head, stepping back. You think you’re the only one who feels this bond? You think I’m not scared too? His gaze softened, but only for a moment. You’re not alone in this. And for a brief, fleeting second, Vanessa almost believed him.

"That was years ago. He's moved on. We've moved on. Emory adores me. She asks about me constantly. She wants me to be her mother. She told me so herself." "She told you that?" Bianca asked, her tone carefully neutral. "In so many words. Children don't hide their feelings. And Cassian..." Vanessa's smile widened. "Cassian and I have a connection that goes back decades. We were each other's first loves. That kind of bond doesn't disappear. It just... waits." "So when's the wedding?" Sophia asked. "Soon. These things take time. He's a very important man. But I'm patient." Bianca exchanged a glance with Sophia a glance that Vanessa did not see.

"I need to head back, Grand Alpha. My phone has been buzzing non stop. I haven't spoken to my pack elders since I crossed the ridge yesterday, and they're growing restless." Jordan stepped closer, his brow furrowing as he looked down at me. "Abel... don't do this. What you saw back there with Vanessa and Ronan—" "There's no need to explain, Jordan," I cut him off softly, raising a hand in a calm, measured gesture. "It's undeniable. Vanessa was Ronan's lover, and Ethan is his blood. How she chooses to manage the father of her child is entirely her business. It doesn't concern me." Jordan stared at me, his eyes narrowing slightly as he tried to read the tension beneath my voice. "Abel—"

People like this need to get off the internet. [Vanessa always acted so aloof and untouchable. Turns out she was sleeping with her own brother-in-law the whole time. You really can't judge a book by its cover.] [And that brother-in-law is shameless too. He actually went after his wife's sister. And her parents agreed to it? What kind of sick family is this?] A couple of fans tried to defend her, claiming love was love, but they were immediately torn apart in the replies. Vanessa's face turned deathly pale. She was already devastated over what happened to Beckett, and now this scandal left her barely able to stand.

"I never knew my absence would affect you this much, Markus. I'm so sorry for leaving you, if I had any idea I wouldn't marry Adrian." She hugged him in order to cover up the distance to reach the vase, while looking into his eyes playfully. As soon as she hugged him Valeria felt the flashback of all the painful memories coming back to her. Meanwhile Markus couldn't contain his happiness, assuming that she had forgiven him. The woman felt as if she had been haunted by her worst, which was no less a nightmare for her!

He speaks English, the Greek god speak English. “I'm really sorry, but I was not checking you out in anyway” I quickly composed myself and internally hit my head on an invisible wall so I’ll die to avoid this embarrassment. “It's written all over your face” I just embarrassed myself. “Im Michael and you are?” He stretched his hand out for a handshake and I quickly took it “I'm Vanessa” I replied “I know you're Vanessa Decruz, fiancee of the great one and only Arab prince, Richard Amaan”