Vanny X Gregory Novels & Stories

“He doesn’t use the stage name. Is Vixen a stage name?” “No,” she replied. “It is my Domme name.” “Oh,” Vice’s expression was controlled so quickly that Raven could not read what his reaction had been. “Gregory Holmsworth has a Domme?” Vixen laughed, delightedly. “I guess, technically, he does. Whilst I do some work occasionally as a Domme for Gregory, mostly I source property for him. Are you going to invite me in?” She arched an eyebrow. “I know your voice,” Victor said, his eyes narrowing.

‌ "Do you truly grasp the depth of our influence, Vanya? The lives intertwined with our designs? Spill this truth to Kevin, and the dominos will tumble, consequences echoing far beyond your imaginings." ‌ Vanya's laughter, though laced with defiance, held a thread of wry amusement. ‌ "Ah, Gregory, the allure of your power. It's almost endearing how you think it's unique to you." ‌ Their confrontation hung in the air, a blend of seriousness and the lingering echoes of whimsy that had painted their earlier exchanges. ‌ And then, as if embodying her defiance in its rawest form, Vanya's retort reached its climax. With a swift motion, she spat at Gregory's face, a gesture of defiance that punctua

The lady flashes a beautiful smile. "Hello dear readers and die-hard fans, this is your beautiful FL, Vanessa or you can call me Vanny just Evelyn does. This chapter isn't necessary to unlock but for those who do, I wanna first say my thanks for giving me a listening ear. The author didn't quite do a good job on my background but I know she loves me. So I've come out behind her back to say a little more about myself. Don't view me as selfish, alright?

How dare she to give her number to his friends but not him. “Now I know why you didn’t have her number. After the project we had a video conference with Valerie, you were busy with your new album so you weren’t present, that’s why you don’t have her number buddy” said Zach shaking his head “But why are you like this Jack? It’s just a number. And you know she talks pretty well. She is really my good friend” said Zach with smile on his face Good for you Valerie Norris How dare you to give your contact details in my absence and here I am crazy to contact you all these months. You talk pretty well? Wow how come I don’t know about that? Just a month Vanilla see how I will deal with you thought Ja

“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.”

"I've been calling your name but you weren't responding." "Huh? Oh," she muttered absentmindedly. Jake regarded her worriedly. "Are you okay? Van is something wrong you've been quiet throughout the ride home, are you mad at me or something?" "Of course not." Van sighed. "I'm simply bewildered at the fact that Greg could do what he did to Lucy, I mean marrying her for revenge for something that's not even her fault at all." Jake furrowed his brows in confusion. " Who are Greg and Lucy? "

I mumbled opening my book. “So… did you guys meet that girl?” She asked clearing her throat. “She is called Vani.” I replied and she continued to stare at me still waiting for my reply. “We met her that day.” I nodded and she slowly nodded before concentrating on her books. After a few minutes, she again turned to me before asking, “How does she look?” I closed my book and turned towards her saying, “She is really beautiful and seems lovely too. She doesn’t seem to be calculative at all and her eyes shine when she sees Kamal. So, she seems to be madly in love with Kamal.”

Marys and Aiyana were running to her and she smiled, although she didn’t know their names, which made her to feel bad. “Good morning uh..” “Marys!” Marys said and she nodded. Marys's hair was tied in two pigtails with thick bangs that fell on her face. Her smiles showed two cute dimples that were very deep. She wore a black gown that was slightly above the knees. It was flared from the waist with long sleeves and she was putting on a white apron and a white maiden’s cap on her head. Violet adored her the more and couldn’t believe that this woman was really in her late 30s. She looked so young, she and Aiyana, whose name she was yet to know.

Cynthia said with a tone of apparent concern, acting as if she was looking out for Isabella’s best interests. Fanny immediately shouted loudly, “So it turns out the clothes are rented. Isabella, you’re so vain. If you can’t afford it, just admit it. Cynthia already offered to give you clothes for free. Why are you so afraid? Cynthia, you’re too kind.” Fanny’s sharp tongue kept going, “Isabella is clearly poor but tries to play it up with rented clothes. What’s her real motive? She’s just trying to overshadow you, driven by vanity. Hmph, a country bumpkin is still a country bumpkin, no matter how much they dress up.”

“He doesn’t use the stage name. Is Vixen a stage name?” “No,” she replied. “It is my Domme name.” “Oh,” Vice’s expression was controlled so quickly that Raven could not read what his reaction had been. “Gregory Holmsworth has a Domme?” Vixen laughed, delightedly. “I guess, technically, he does. Whilst I do some work occasionally as a Domme for Gregory, mostly I source property for him. Are you going to invite me in?” She arched an eyebrow. “I know your voice,” Victor said, his eyes narrowing.