Novel & Cerita Vergil Smiling

It would shock him to see me now. Veronica walked to the door where I was standing. She stopped in front of me and glared at me. “Don’t you dare take advantage of him and do something stupid in front of him,” she irritably whispered while emphasizing her words. I flashed a fake smile since Arzhel was still looking. “What stupid things could I even do, kiss him? Be intimate with him?” I sarcastically asked, enough for only us to hear. I saw Veronica’s face darken. But before she could even answer me, I flashed another fake smile and tapped her shoulder.

Viper said. "Oh.." Aurelio said as his face went back to the normal cold look he used to have. He cleared his throat and faced back his computer. "You confessed to her right?" Viper smirked but Aurelio kept the usual look on his face as he worked on his computer. "C'mon! It's obvious with the way you're glowing" Viper smiled. Aurelio looked at him.. "What about you? Why are you smiling and talking so much too? You're usually even colder than me" Aurelio said

Smirking like he was God’s hottest mistake. Valentino. “Damn,” he said. “Almost got you. “You insane bastard!” Vittorio didn’t laugh he exploded, rage burning behind his eyes. He lunged. Val spread his arms wide. “Aww, come on. I was just testing your reflexes.” “You nearly pushed me off the fucking cliff!” Val shrugged, grin not fading. “Almost doesn’t count. Besides, “I knew you’d survive. You’re De Luca.”…” His eyes slid to me. “You look good in panic mode.”

She parted her lips, to soeak but no words seemed to roll off her tongue. I smiled. For the first fucking time in a long while, I stretched my lips, showing off my set of teeth. It was time. The deed was just half way but I already breathed so much better already. Veronica was dead meat and there was nothing she could do about it now. She had no escape.

Valentino’s low growl vibrated through the bond . Valeria — sweet, ruined, dripping — blinked up at Vincenzo with dazed confusion. “Won… what?” she slurred, voice wrecked. Vincenzo smiled — slow, feral, victorious — and kissed her forehead. “Nothing you need to worry about, little mate,” he murmured. “Just a game brothers play.” He leaned down — licked a slow stripe up her throat — tasting salt, tears, and the faint copper of my earlier blood.

Valeria stared at him for a while, and suddenly burst into laughter. Ergon frowned in confusion, he didn't find anything funny about what he had said. "What's funny?" He asked, but instead, Valeria laughed even more. Ergon scoffed loudly. "Just let me know when you're done laughing." Valeria coughed loudly due to her laughs. "You're so funny, Ergon, sincerely, I can't believe you. You're super funny." She chuckled. "How am I funny?" "You had this fierce and determined look on your face when you said the words.

that my promise velliam smiling because if he say her his sadness. that make her anxious and nervous too velliam try his best to always smile for ceri no matter what. ceri sit beside her she also look at moon ceri:- what are you doing her alone. velliam:- I already sleep and it hard for me to sleep. tell me about your past like how you live and what kind of person is your parents

“Fix yourself up before you go back out there. Wouldn’t want my son wonderin’ why his date looks like she just got properly fucked.” I glared at him, still pantin’. “Yeah, well… fuck you too, Mr. Verilli.” He just smiled and walked out, leavin’ me sittin’ there and wonderin’ how the hell I was gonna face Alaric with his father’s cum still oozin’ outta me.

A cold smile immediately appeared on his face, and he glared at Valencia. Upon hearing this, Valencia’s eyes widened and her jaw dropped in ‘astonishment.’ “What? What do you mean? Who do you say…” She paused. Valencia immediately glared at Roman and berated him. “This is slander. This Miss has always been honest. There’s no way I will do such a lowly thing. Especially to a favorite actor of mine.” At the mention of her favorite actor, Valencia’s expression softened as if Roman were truly her favorite actor.

Could it be him? With cautious steps, I approached the window, breath hitching as I peered down. There stood Virgil, a rebellious spirit clad in shadows, his smile a beacon piercing through the gloom of my confinement. The sight of him sent a thrill through my veins, igniting a flame of defiance within me. “Vale!” he whispered, his voice a silken caress, low and conspiratorial. “Let me in!” A rush of adrenaline surged through me as I opened the window. The cool breeze carried the scent of earth and freedom. “What are you doing here?” I hissed, glancing over my shoulder to ensure no guards were within earshot.