Velvette X Vox Novels & Stories

It was late at night when Xavier left the Ziegler residence and returned to his own residence. In front of the black ornate gate, a white car was parked, and the person behind the wheel—someone he would recognize even from a mile away—was none other than Violet. He eased the black Bentley to a stop, rolled down his car window, then turned to Violet and asked, "What do you want from me, Violet?" Violet got out of her car, walked over to the black Bentley, opened the passenger-side door, and slid into the front passenger seat.

But now she could imagine him stealing the keys. "He's a fvcking thief". She screamed racing away with Celeste. They stop abruptly before the road as vehicles passed by and looking over they watched the Ferrari Dino 246 GTS drive off. Celeste screamed loudly while Xayne wondered if it was happening in her thought. "Hey 911,someone fvcking stole my vehicle".Celeste roared into her phone. "I told you, dudes are low level devils". "Keep quiet!". Celeste screamed.

"Look at it closely." Valerie bent over and looked at it. "Oh okay, so there's a 'V' on top and a 'W' at the bottom. Is that supposed to mean something?" Julian asked in exasperation, "Do you not know what car this is?" Valerie nodded. "I see lots of people driving this around. It probably isn't that expensive." "Remember this, Valerie. This is a Volkswagen Phaeton." Valerie nodded. "Is this more expensive than my husband's Black Badge?"

He beamed. This time, I trailed behind him as he showed me to a car parked in front of his house. "Well, look at this. " I laughed and ran my fingers over the shiny car’s surface. "If we have to go, we might as well make a grand entrance." Luca said as he got into the car, brushing aside my thought of driving it. I wouldn’t be able to drive in these high heels anyway. "This is a Bugatti La Voiture Noire, it can go as fast as two hundred sixty-one miles per hour, and it costs fifteen point two million dollars. " He said excitedly while looking at me.

Tasteful collector’s pieces, and at least one vintage rebuild that looked like it belonged on the cover of a magazine. "Holy—" Noah stepped forward, nearly forgetting the ache in his body. "Are these all yours?" Sterling gave a quiet laugh, watching him with amusement. "Most of them. A few are company vehicles or restorations in progress." Noah felt like a kid in a candy store. His eyes widened at every turn. He walked, spun, pointed. "Is that a LaFerrari? Are you kidding me?" "Mmhmm." "That’s a 911 GT3. And—Jesus—is that a '69 Charger?" He turned toward Sterling, mouth open in disbelief.

~Flashback An hour before As soon as Xavier left Rosaline, he immediately made his way to his warehouse. He was riding his shiny matte black Lamborghini Aventador at an insane speed. His jaw was clenched and his grip on the steering wheel was so tight that his knuckles turned white. His eyes were blood-red and his face was cold. After 10 minutes of rash driving, the car stopped with a screeching sound. Xavier slammed the doors of his car loudly and marched inside the warehouse with heavy steps. His guards bowed at him respectfully but his gaze was fixed on only one person.

“Now, Jerome. Bring us up to speed.” I glanced to my right where Jerome was seated and noticed a nameplate near the screen: Jerome Carvalli — Head Designer, Tino Autos. He stood immediately, adjusting his blazer confidently. “Gentlemen,” he began, his voice carrying over the room, “we’re here today to finalize the proposed joint development for our flagship electric prototype, codenamed Vulcan-X.” He tapped the console, and the screen behind him flickered to life.

Gold rimmed wheels and defined and distinct shapes on the exterior. Next to it is a shiny black Ferrari SF90, going at a speed of 211mph. A black and red exterior and less distinct features on the exterior but it's still a fascinating car. I give Xander a smirk, "I call the Lambo," He laughs like he expected my reaction. Xander takes a step toward and cups my face, "I want you to be careful okay?" He asks looking deep into my eyes to emphasize his seriousness. I nod, he smiles and places a kiss on my nose, "good girl, because I really don't want you to crash my car," he jokes, I laugh and he joins me.

Chapter 22 Oliva POV He didn't say anything for some time as he looked at me and I tried the same trick I did when I begged him to let me tour Australia, even though things did go sideways. "Fine..," he said. "Thank you" I leaned into pecking his cheek. My excitement was over the next level. Austin stood up from his seat and I followed him. he opened a door leading to a parking lot filled with a lot of expensive cars like Bugatti La Voiture Noire, Rolls-Royce Sweptail, Koenigsegg CCXR Trevita(2006), Lamborghini Veneno Roadster, McLaren P1 LM, Lykan Hypersport Bugatti, Veron Mansory Vivere, Pagani Huayra BC. My eyes caught sight of a very beautiful icon Sheene bike, I walked towards it in awe

He had already started scowling when I mentioned that I wanted to go back to my room, but when I got to the part of me just leaving the books in the car, he started smiling again. We got to the doors, and walked out of the palace. Xavier’s car is a Genesis G90. It is one of a kind. We get in, with Xavier driving, Blake in the passenger seat and me at the back. I wish Blake was with me at the back but we did not want Xaver to look like our personal driver. We were on our way. I got to pick the music and so I made them listen to Taylor swift and sometimes Eminem. I actually just put my playlist on shuffle and it played different music. When Taylor swift’s song, ‘Don’t Blame me,’ came on Xavier