Vee Shameless Novels & Stories

Sarah’s POV "She really came to this place?" "Wow, that woman is really amazing. She's really shameless." I clasped Ethan's hand even tighter. I tried to hide my nervousness and threw a smile at Ethan, who turned to look at me "Shame?" the laughter on the other end scoffed. Shame is only for those who have pride. Isn't it obvious he doesn't have it? Can't you see it clearly?" "You're right. That woman is a disgrace."

Vee suddenly asked, turning to me in a careless manner, accidentally exposing more of her silky smooth thighs and now her damned gray undies. "Bloody f-!" I stepped on the brake as my mind just went haywire. It was the worst move, since she got off-balanced and the goddamn shirt got tugged by the seat belt. So yes, I saw more of her gray undies. Finally realizing that she was exposed, Vee quickly tugged the shirt to cover her thighs - to no avail. Jacket's head poked between our seats and he was biting one of my shirts. Vee took it and used it to cover her thighs.

And that was the problem. I didn’t even try to lie to myself anymore—there was something about Vee. Something that had crawled beneath my skin and settled there without permission. The way she stood up to me, the way her eyes didn’t flinch when I was angry, how she carried that quiet strength like armor. And now I’d gone and done something stupid—I’d stepped too close. Gotten too personal. Let something in my expression slip, and she’d seen it. I could tell. Her face had faltered for just a second, but it was enough.

You're not going to like this one, Sheena. "Humiliate one of your men. Also, I want a fair share of reward from this task you're bargaining with me. If I succeed in digging this billionaire's closet, I'll pass an article to my network also. In that way, I'll get another promotion and we'll both gain something hihi!" She cringed. "I'm fine with sharing files, but why does it have to include shaming one of my beloved mates?" Well, Sheena here is a courteous woman. She doesn't shame a man who have been in her bed. Not unless, that man hurt her physically. That's how good my kitten here is.

And that even by these shameless girls who can't even compare to her hair. “Of course,” Layla replied proudly, earning a hateful glare from them in the process. They were frustrated and fuming. For the first time, they felt they have met someone who is more shameless than them. Their shallow mind was incapable of realizing how wrong their thinking was. Layla had nothing to be ashamed of. After all, it wasn’t anything illegal or shameful. Only narrow-minded people would feel ashamed of having lesser money than others.

"You're shameless." Victor smiled sinisterly. "You're right!"

Chloe Shameless are many words. Shameless is your husband cheating on you with the maid. Shameless is when they grope each other like rabid animals, like you’re nothing more than a ghost haunting the walls of your own home. Shameless is the way they laugh, touch, and linger around the house without even the decency to pretend you exist. Shameless is when your family looks at you, shrugs, and says, “Deal with it.” But this... this wasn’t shamelessness. This was something far uglier, something so disgusting it made shameless seem like a compliment. This was a new level of humiliation, a new depth of degradation.

But then, Macie quacked Patty, and she blinked twice, regaining her composure. She scoffed. "Who would have thought that I would get to see a confident slut who's proud of what she's doing and even bragging about it? Hm, shame is indeed a scarce commodity now." "Not even as scarce as common sense," I retorted. "Because clearly, the three of you are too poor to even afford one to be shared amongst you three."

"You fucking bitch! One more word out of you, and I'll snuff that mouth of yours permanently." Amelia exhaled, the sound thick with mocking exhaustion. "Alas! Guess I really am a hopeless case, huh?" Eve’s lips twisted into a venomous smirk. "What's this? Finally smartened up and realized you're just a loser?" Amelia’s smile turned languid, almost lazy, her eyes radiating an icy indifference. "I just realized that no matter how hard I fall, I can't even get close to the bottomless pit of shamelessness of you guys. Honestly, I'm impressed. I could never compete."

I dropped into a flawless, practiced slide-kneel—one knee on the floor, both hands holding up the scissors, loyalty written all over my face, my voice booming with shameless devotion. "Please, Your Majes—uh, I mean, Mr. Harrington, see the truth! Every fingerprint on these scissors belongs to Ryan! Just test them! My loyalty to you is as vast as the sky and as steady as the mountains—why would I ever destroy your gift?" The Sanders family's faces went green. Violet pointed at me in fury. "Pete! Do you have no shame?! Groveling like that brings nothing but disgrace to the Sanders name! What is wrong with you?!"