Vegeta Heels Novels & Stories

His voice hitched and carried a lot of anger. I nodded and sat on the chair which was right next to him then picked up the heel which was almost 9 inches high. The heel was beautiful but I knew I couldn't walk in it. I could barely walk in shortt heels, I would probably fall off this. I strapped the buckle of the heel around my ankle and looked at Dante. He had his eyes on his iPad and wasn't paying attention to me. I squeezed my hand as I gulped hard, why did he look this hot?

Ch-4 Adira was about to run away from that place. She thought she could just hide from everyone, using her brother as her shield. But everything is messed up! Can’t she even have a breather from all this? When she took her first step to run, she mistakenly stepped on the tail of her behaviors her eyes, she was sure that she would kiss the ground. She expected that she would fall to the ground from the moment she saw these high heels. She has a habit of wearing eight-inch or ten-inch heels but these were twelve-inch heels. She felt like she was walking on ice, rather than on the red carpet. She already had expected that she would fall to the ground at the start but falling in this situation w

’ She thought to herself as she pranced across the room to the walk in closet. “Holy crap! Val, you have a serious problem.” Stacy was referring to the five shelves of shoes ranging from flat bottomed dolly shoes to thigh high dagger heals, she grabbed a pair of denim shorts which turned into hot pants on Stacy, she had a bigger backside than her Alpha female and more of a curvaceous body too, the vest top barely reached her naval, but the look worked, she threw on her combat boots and flicked her hair back.

“CAN YOU DRIVE?” he asked, looking into my eyes. “Or do you want me to take you home?” His gaze was deep—too deep. I felt like if I stared too long he’d read right through me. “N-No need.” I stammered. “Thank you, Mr. Velasquez.” I quickly opened my car door and got in. I glanced at him. He was on his phone now, his expression serious again. Then he walked toward my window. I lowered it.

We'd barely shared a few sentences, more than Josh and I had, yet it wasn't as torturous as I'd assumed it would've been. "Mom, we're ready!" Valentina called whilst we both descended the stairs. I couldn't imagine how much her feet would be hurting with the tall, black heels she was wearing, whereas I had opted for a pair of heeled boots, hardly reaching the same height. "You both look beautiful."

And maybe—just maybe—cue the sequel: HELL NAWW! ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ❤️Hope you guys enjoyedChaos in Heels—I definitely enjoyed writing it. Until next time, my friends. 💅

We are both breathing heavy. Then he tears them completely and pulls them down and off me. I step out of them still wearing my black, low-heeled boots that I bought in Vegas. They have small diamante studs on the heel. My favorite. “Fuck me, you look sexy with your jeans in tatters at your ankles and your boots on.” He wastes no time as he drops to his knees and parts my legs slightly. His knuckles graze my buttercup, lace panties. His nose goes to my core.

I say shouting her name from my room. “What’s the problem? Is something wrong? Why did you shout my name?” Waheeda says rushing into my room sounding worried. “Nothing is wrong, except the fact that I can’t decide which heels to wear.” “Wait, you shouted my name because you want me to help you pick out heels to wear?” Waheeda says with disbelieve. “Yes,” I say smiling. “You are not serious,” Waheeda says, turning around, about to walk out. “I am serious. I don’t know which to wear. Please help me pick one out,” I beg wishing I bought or found the right pair of heels to wear.

Valentine laughed. “Like I said, let’s not waste more time,” Pepper said as she handed the shoes she had to Valentine, in which she claimed. “Those are four-inched heels, and they won’t be that much hard since they’re almost the same as the ones you’re wearing – just an inch higher, though. Nothing to worry about.” Valentine twisted her wrist as she gazed at the shoes. They were painted in red and looked like they were sprinkled with sparkling dust. Her eyes caught sight of the heels. “Why… why do the heels look only an inch wide?”

Her eyes trailed her body. Smirking at Amaya words, Vedika removed her towel and wiped her body, then she wore the dress she had kept on the bed, it didn't take her five minutes she was done and looked gorgeous. "Wow" Amaya muttered out loud admiring Vedika. "Why are you wearing heels, will you be able to cope? Its a very far flight" Amaya reminded her but Vedika raised a brow at her and scoffed. Then she walked into the closet and brought out a pair of fancy slippers.