Vanessa Pens Novels & Stories

Vanessa’s POV People always underestimate me. They look at my pretty face, my perfect blowout, my curated tone, and think I’m just another woman clawing at relevance. But the thing they never understand is that I don’t claw at all. I calculate. And when I want something destroyed, I don’t scream or break plates. My methods are far more precise. I dig, slice and wait. So when my contact called back with a breathless, “I found something,” I felt it in my bones.

MELISSA'S POV I climbed down the stairs yawning from tiredness. I didn't go to bed on time last night because I couldn't stop watching the late night fashion show displaying. I loved the way they all dressed and spoke eloquently. I really want to be like that, go to school and be able to speak that way. I would talk to Asher about it, maybe he would get me a teacher so I could able to read and write. The little knowledge I have, I learnt from princess Melissa's books which helped me to understand most of human language.

It was Mr Lawson who gave Leonardo the answer in the end. "Vanessa grew up in the country side, so she can act rather thoughtlessly sometimes, master Leonardo. If she offended you in any way, we hope you can be kind enough to forgive her this time. Just one more chance master Leonardo. I'll be sure to punish her and have her send you a gift tomorrow. She'll apologize for whatever she has done. After that you'll never see her again. "

Third Person's POV “Hey, beautiful…” Vanessa sits on the fluffy rug next to her bed. She wears light pink boy short underwear and a white tank top. Her knees are pulled up to her chest, and her arms are wrapped around her legs. Everything that happened this miserable night plays over and over in her head.

VANESSA’S POV Freedom didn’t feel like air. It felt like smoke — thick, dark, and dangerous. I have just been lazing around my condo, having bubble baths and champagne, I looked out my window. A black car was waiting outside. Sleek. Expensive. Familiar. When the window rolled down and I saw Don Enzo, my heart skipped — not from fear, but from the thrill of the game returning. “Get in, Vanessa,” he said, his voice a velvet blade.

THE PRIVATE KARAOKE SUITE PT 4 Vanessa sat in her executive chair, she faced away from her desk. Caleb sat under her with his pants were open. His hard cock was buried deep inside her pussy. Vanessa rode him in reverse. Her fitted skirt was hiked up around her waist. Her black panties were pulled to the side. The rest of her power suit stayed on. Her white blouse hugged her full breasts. Her raven hair stayed neat in its ponytail.

Vanessa felt something ugly twist inside her chest. Jealousy. Raw. Bitter. Painful. Not because she liked Adrian. But because she understood status. Influence. Power. And Adrian Blackwell represented all three. The fact that he spoke to Elena made her furious. Because somehow... Elena kept obtaining everything Vanessa wanted. --- Meanwhile... Elena sat quietly in the library. Unlike everyone else, she wasn't thinking about the gala. Her attention remained focused on the photographs from Riverside Shipping Yard. Specifically... One image.

“All I ask is one thing, let me protect you” ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ It’s pretty obvious that Vanessa is not the gentle, meek type. She can be blunt when she wants to be gentle at some other times too.

said Val furiously, pointed her finger at Jack. "BOYFRIEND!!! seriously Vanilla, you don't have to lie about that because I know you don't have a boyfriend. I observed you for the past fifteen days and you didn't receive any calls except from your parents and a friend. What's her name Sheela, right?" replied Jack confidently, not believing even a word Val said just now.

She looks away, turning to Dani. Dani glances at me. It's almost like she's telling me to calm down with her sweet angel eyes. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. "That must be Sophia's ghost." Vanessa chuckles. "The bìtch is still obsessed with me even in death. She follows me everywhere I go. You'll join her on the other side if you don't take the damn pen and sign the fùcking contract." Vanessa tosses Dani a pen. "Deal or No Deal?" Vanessa pauses. "You can speak now."