Vanessa X Gregory Mga Nobela at Kwento

It was pretty late and Xerxes seemed to be going off somewhere. Alexander began following him as quietly as possible. He watched Xerxes go out the door and was just about to follow him when his phone rang, when he checked it, it was Vanessa calling. He picked up the call, and Vanessa's voice was somewhat hoarse as she asked him to come into the chamber. Alexander walked up the stairs and got into the chamber to find Vanessa seated at the edge of the bed, with Doctor Margaret seated in the opposite direction. Vanessa seemed to have taken a shot.

I suddenly heard Bennet's voice from the hallway. Alan and I turned to look at our brother, who had a serious expression on his face. "Okay guys, Vanessa is an Omega, and we can't get involved with her, you understand? We're Alphas and we have to keep our rank." Before Bennet finished speaking, I let out a mocking laugh and looked at him "This is a joke? We've fucked hundreds of omegas" "Stop it James, it's Vanessa, she's a rogue, we can't be seen with a rogue!" Bennet growled loudly.

As Vanessa walked towards Ezra's room, she spotted a familiar figure approaching her from the opposite direction. “Grandpa Kensington?” Vanessa exclaimed in surprise. ***

I hoped she had not gone to eat the highness brownies and cakes. I was sorry for making her feel that way and I wanted her to know how sorry I was. "Wait, who was that guy?" I asked as soon as I remembered the situation that brought us here. That got her smiling and blushing. She twirled her hair around her fingers like a shy schoolgirl. The blush in her cheeks reached her ears this time and she really looked like a school girl. "He's a friend of Greg but not like a true friend because he's currently fucking his wife" She explained "It started last month and honestly I thought it was going to be a one time thing but Vanessa...."

Vanessa gave her opinion to her beloved spouse. Gregory looked speechless for a moment. Not long after, there was an intention to find out who was trying to communicate with his beloved niece. He turned to Vanessa. The wife was waiting for what the interlocutor would say. "Wifey, can you please help me to supervise the bathroom? You have to make sure the situation is safe. Do not let Abby get out of there because I want to—" ***

“I ought to know a little more about you.” “Vanessa’s actually Vanessa Flynn. Gregory Flnn’s daughter.” Samuel piped up without a preamble. He was trying to help with his earnest expression. But Vanessa had a hard time describing herself via a relationship with someone else. She can’t say she is in love with Beatrice’s brother or working here because of money struggle, so being a daughter of someone she hardly knew worked just as well. “You can get to know me and decide for yourself.” Now, if only there could be a conversation not involving her, she’d feel blessed. Beatrice smiled and kept talking to Noah. She hadn’t paid attention to him since entering the room and tuned both of them out.

In a few minutes, Greg pulled up at Vanessa's house. "Good night," Greg said. "Good night," Vanessa whispered her voice trembling and got out of the car. Greg waited till she was in the house before driving off. Peter wasn't home yet so Vanessa screamed with joy immediately she got into the house. She ran to her room with Hunter after her and settled on her bed. The incident replayed in her mind. Greg had kissed her. Mr Gorgeous had kissed her. Does that mean he loved her? Of course, he did. People don't kiss except if they have feelings for each other. Greg had feelings for her. Damn, she was one lucky girl.

"You have something on your mind, Madam." I hesitated, then sighed. "Greg … What do you know about Vanessa?" He thought for a moment. "Honestly, not much. I've only met Miss Vanessa a handful of times." He scratched his jaw. "But she's kind. Almost too kind." "What do you mean?" "I've never seen her angry. Not once. Even when something goes wrong she laughs it off. Always smiling. Always cheerful." He chuckled. "Sometimes it's almost unbelievable." I leaned back against the seat. "So I'm the crazy one?"

Brooklyn giggled nervously, hiding behind Vanessa's so-called boyfriend. Vanessa's eyes locked onto Justin's. Her hand stilled on the doorframe. “Justin, how could you?” One was the man she had given her body, her work, and her three years to without blinking. The other was her best friend. With fury burning through, Vanessa was about to confront them when Brooklyn's voice broke through the air. “You have yourself to blame. Stop guilt tripping us." Her voice was soft and pleased. Justin who had maintained calmness after the initial guilt just shrugged too,“ Brooklyn is right. If you hadn't been so engrossed in your residency, I won't be sex starved. I hope this stays within this wall. Brookl

“Tell me, Celeste, do you know what happens to women who get too comfortable in this house?” “Vanessa,” Helena said, a warning in her voice. “Sit down.” “I’m only asking.” Vanessa smiled, sliding into her seat, eyes still on me. “Gregory’s been talking about her all afternoon. That’s new.” Evelyn’s fork paused halfway to her mouth. “Has he.” “Apparently she fainted during her intake exam and he personally checked on her.” Vanessa reached for her wine, watching the reaction ripple across the table like she’d thrown a stone into still water. “Personally. Gregory doesn’t do personal.”