Venti X Diluc Novels & Stories

For Judiel, the reception of the people in Tarlac is different than the people in his company. "Thank you so much everyone! It`s our pleasure to meet you all!" Everyone applauded Judiel's shout. The festivities began, Judiel was drinking loudly with the men while Lucille was happily singing. Until everyone got tired except Lucille because she didn’t drink too much. When he saw that everyone had fallen because of the wine, he walked over to Judiel, who was lying on the floor. He rubbed his forehead when he saw that they were not just drinking alcohol, it was a strong wine in the province that even with just four cheers would make anyone dizzy.

Dante said calmly “I believe that we have organized it well enough for you to be satisfied alongside the other partners, shareholders, and ‘friends’. Don’t worry, we won’t have a sniper pointed at you, by the way” Giovanni clenched his fist, but said nothing as he took a step back, followed by another man, and judging by Leo and Aunt Gabriella’s glares, I could tell that it was Mattia. The men walked toward a table, and nodding at the bartender, the man brought them two glasses.

My tongue feels thick, words slurring. He grips my chin hard, fingers digging into my jaw, forces my face up. “Who sent you to my room?” “No one. Please… Marcus cheated…with my friend. On my graduation day of all days.” A dark, mocking laugh rumbles from his chest. “Poor little Muslim girl got her heart broken and decided to stumble into Valentino Delucca’s suite for comfort?” The name hits like ice water. Valentino Delucca. The most dangerous man on the East Coast, head of the Black Serpent's and my sister's fiancee.

I want this token to be remembered for all eternity. 'Are you sure about this, Greko? I heard that he pampered his luna to the moon.' 'Do not tell me that you are getting scared of that whore? The behemoth lost because she summoned the Phoniex from the elven continent. But summoning a supernatural beast like that one needs offering and great strength. I am damn sure that the whore is recuperating right now behind that bastard.'

Kenchiki was just about to apologize like crazy when he noticed that after his brother looked around the room, he just took a bite out of the food he was holding, he could tell that it had syrup on it because it was sticking to his brother's lips making it shiny, after that he stopped worrying about anything and just stared at the lips wanting to lick the syrup off them. Yoshiki looked away from Alister when he felt a heated stare on his lips, and turned to look at kenchiki, he quickly licked off the leftover syrup from his lips in fear for his safety, and his body, although he was the attack* of the relationship, he was still the one who had the painful body after their coupling and that's

Luca blew a few kisses to the rest of his strippers that were glaring at me and he leads me to one of the private VIP rooms upstairs, hoping to get laid with me. Little does he know, that I'm leading him straight to his death.

I stood up to get myself a glass of wine before my phone rang and I quickly picked it up after checking the caller ID and it a call from Vendetta. I've been expecting her call like forever. I thought she even backed off our plan to ruin the O'BRIEN little by little. *Call conversation* "I thought you wouldn't call anymore"I said. "I've been busy anyway I need you to do something for me" "Sure all ears" "You are wrong about the whole thing"She said. "What do you mean by that? "Rainal has a f**king brother and they are like Ice and water they hate each other guts so much"

"My mate..." Delilah whispered against Lucian's ear. Her hands glided over Lucian's broad shoulders, tracing the contours of his muscular chest. With a swift movement, she tore open his shirt, revealing his distinctive marking. As her fingers delicately traced the intricate patterns, each touch ignited a spark, illuminating his marking like a radiant fleck of sunlight. Delilah locked eyes with Lucian, a seductive gaze that sent a shiver down his spine, and a titillating smirk that fueled his longing.

“Diluc wouldn’t do that. He’s not like you.” Yvette’s laughter was soft and mocking. “Oh, Dearest, you really don’t know him at all, do you? Diluc Neuvillette is a man who always gets what he wants. And if that means arranging a little ‘accident’ to make sure you were in the right position to accept his offer, then so be it,” Yvette drawled, taking a drag from her cigarette.

“You’re brave, talking to him.” I blinked. “Who?” She smirked knowingly, nodding in Luca’s direction. “Mr. Del Vicchio. People don’t usually get too close unless they have to.” Before I could respond, the auctioneer’s voice rang out again. This time, it wasn’t the item that caught my attention—it was Luca raising his hand to place a bid. “Going once… going twice…” “Sold!” A smattering of applause followed as Luca reclaimed his glass from the bar. He turned, his eyes finding mine again.