Velvette X Vox Novels & Stories

Jesus, she is intoxicated. "What pictures, Kar?" Everyone of us is curious now. Thank god we're the last table left in here tonight. "In my head...you're Porsche, the Lambo, then the Aston Martin, the Dodge Charger, and then comes...." She bursts out laughing again. "You know all lined up with the.....oh my god, I'm dying." She's gasping for air again. "All these amazing sports cars, and then there's this tiny Vauxhall Corsa in the line, best as centre piece." Honestly, I think she might suffocate any second.

he playfully salutes to everyone after straightening his suit. "Will you attend the grand launch, Arvz?" Samantha quickly asks before he can leave. "I'm always around, Sam. I will drop by" he winks before turning to Xander. "Don't upset her, buddy. Bugatti La Voiture Noire could run 260mph. It would be a long chase" Arvin smirked before turning away to leave. ****tbh****

I bring Valois to awareness, my eyes zeroing on every person who gasps and stares at us. "You should have seen your face then." He laughs and I smack him. True, I had the same expression too when Valois brought out this machine of a car. It's the fuckin exclusive Bugatti Voiture Noire, black and sleek. Don't blame me for thrashing and shrieking. Even the engine screams exquisite as we drive off. "I have a gift for you, but when we get back." He says it casually, making me squint my eyes at him. ~~~

Carlos had the Ferrari waiting in the alley behind the building, engine running. ‘Obrigado,’ Xavier said to him in passing, then held open the door for Sylvia. ‘If you please.’ She tottered into the low-slung Ferrari, feeling squeezed like a sausage by the tight black dress and half expecting to bust a seam. Xavier climbed in beside her and the red sports car roared away from the curb.

Vidya's mouth fell wide open, Roshni's was kept ajar, they were both shocked. It was the dark coloured Bugatti Veyron!

“Just drive.” The sleek growl of the engine hummed beneath us as Roscoe eased the classic Jaguar 990 XJ12 onto the road. Its black exterior gleamed under the fading light, sleek and predatory—like the wolves inside it. I settled into the backseat, feeling the cool leather against my skin. Harley, perched in the passenger seat, looked over the interior as if it were a piece of art.

✦LONE STREET AT VERONA CROSS✦ Two convoys approached from opposite directions of Verona cross, engines low and steady beneath the evening air. Each line carried two cars, moving with the precision of soldiers. They came to a stop a short distance apart, headlights cutting across the cracked pavement. From the first convoy, a black Maserati Quattroporte led, followed closely by a dark gray Alfa Romeo Stelvio. The second convoy mirrored their movement, a midnight-blue Bentley Flying Spur at the front and a jet-black Range Rover Vogue behind it.

Beautiful, but forbidding, with a hint that entry did not come with any guarantee of exit. Vixen was not a delicate flower, and in her twenty-six years of life, she had learnt that there were some people that just had decayed souls, and that the law only went so far towards controlling them, but Gregory was a good guy, for all his shady side. She trusted her sense of people, it was what made her a good Domme, and had never led her astray. She parked the Ferrari neatly between a Maserati and a Porsche. Nice, she thought, wishing she could take a snap for her social media, but the owners of the Maserati and Porsche probably would not appreciate it.

We reached the parking lot without being caught. I stopped in awe as I fixated my eyes on his car. I can barely move my free hand. My dad owns one of this too. It’s Bugatti La Voiture Noire. The Black car. This gorgeous vehicle has a sky- high price. It has a carbon- fibre shell that is sculpted by hand, a quad turbo W16 8.10L engine that produces a thousand five hundred horsepower, and an acceleration of 0- 100 kph in 2.4 seconds. And its top speed is 420 kph. Yeah, I didn’t take time to describe his luxurious car. I gulped. Am I really going to ride this expensive car? He opened the car’s door for me. I looked at him and I found him staring at my awed face. I got conscious. Did he saw me d