Vern Tessio Novels & Stories

"Your mission here is to keep an eye on the house and alert of any suspicious action, arrange few guys to come in Diguise to the party in case plan A doesn't work" "What your plan A" "Let me get to know my future lover"I smile. "Don't tell me......" "Exactly"I sip my drink. "Vendetta, what if he find out earlier than expected?" "Then we plan again dear" "Vendetta" "Tessa I don't see any reason why you should question my orders and in addition you should be doing the necessary now"I unleash my anger at her. "I pray you don't fall in love like we read in history"She saluted and walk away.

Quelques-uns avaient entendu des murmures sur la disparition d Elena, mais ils savaient qu il valait mieux ne pas en parler ouvertement. Adrian ne remarqua rien de tout cela, il etait trop occupé à examiner une proposition de Voss Textiles. Le dossier etait arrivé par les canaux habituels de l entreprise et il l ouvrit, le nom de Voss au sommet lui serrant la poitrine pendant un instant avant que ses yeux ne se dirigent vers la proposition de design jointe. Une petite collection indépendante, le designer principal indiqué comme étant: Elena Voss. Adrian s arrêta de respirer. Il fixa à nouveau ce nom, ce n etait pas une preuve ni même une localisation, mais c etait quelque chose.

His eyes followed my best friend and the look they exchanged—I’d rather they have had sex in front of me. “I don’t give my number to strangers,” Tess quipped, licking her lips. Caelian’s gaze flicked over her, sharp and unreadable. Then, with a slow tilt of his head, he murmured, “Give it time, cara. You won’t feel like a stranger for long.” Teresa’s smirk faltered for half a second, a faint flush creeping up her neck. She covered it quickly, tilting her chin up in defiance, but the spark in her eyes betrayed her.

“I do not. This is why our being here is such a gamble. Eros, the god of love and…. Sex. That is who we seek.” I don’t know why I blushed at the simple use of the word sex. But the heat in Finn’s gaze told me I was not alone in being affected. “He can teach us how to…. You know…. Without causing the apocalypse?” “I hope so. He is responsible for forging the tethers. He handpicked us for each other, so it is my hope he will tell us why, as well teach us how to control the power of our bond.” The whisper of a breeze caused the hair on the back of my neck to stand on end. I threw my arm out to stop Finn and held my finger up to my mouth to indicate silence.

he surmised, “I can’t wait. And the gelato and espresso? Have you ever had real Italian gelato? It’s going to change your fucking life, Soph.” We chatted about everything we wanted to see and do while we were here as our driver drove us through the countryside. We passed many beautiful pieces of architecture, and I tried to make notes of things I wanted to come back and see. This was a work trip, but we’d have downtime, and I wanted to make the most out of every second we spent here. Finally, after what felt like hours, but could have only been minutes later, we arrived at our destination: The Villa Rossi Estate. The old, crumbling Tuscan villa stood before us, almost as if it had been pluck

Later That Night – Downtown Marcella DeRossi—every inch the rich heiress from nowhere and everywhere walked through her apartment in a silk negligee that clung to her curves like a second skin. The red hue of it matched the wine in her glass. The air was perfumed with jasmine and sex. She was a slow flame dancing through velvet smoke. The door creaked open, Giovanni. He looked exactly how she remembered arrogant, entitled, handsome in that untrustworthy kind of way. He loosened his tie and licked his lips when he saw her. “You called,” he said, his voice smooth but slurred just enough.

Noticing Violet's disinterest in any further conversation, the shopkepper went around the shop to pick a few items and when he was done, he went back to Violet was still standing. “These.. are purple and white tunics, they suit your tanned skin. I also got you nice leggings made from the best leather in Star clan.” Violet's slender fingertips glided through the fabrics and she smiled after stroking them a multiple times, “I'll take them then.” She clarified, reaching to her baggy trousers right pocket. “Violet,” a soothing voice said, bringing her to a halt. She had never heard the voice before and, Piggy definitely didn't sound like that—

But out of my curiosity, I answered the call. "William? Glad you answered! I really need to talk to you!" She exclaimed. I raised an eyebrow while listening to her. "What is it? Make it fast, I'm busy now," I replied. "Tessa is on her way to Vienna Cosmetics! She will attend the party there and she told us that she would ruin it! You have to hurry!" She demanded.

Ignoring Alessandro's protests, Alessio pulled out his phone and turn his body over to where Victoria was sleeping. Alessandro watched as Alessio took a photo of her sleeping figure, kissed her forehead, and covered her up so she wouldn't get cold. Alessandro couldn't help but be impressed by his brother's caring actions, though he still wished Alessio would leave Victoria alone and let her rest. As they continue their journey toward their family's house, Alessio's phone rang and it was Vincent, their brother who was an interior designer. Vincent was excitedly asking about their whereabouts and Alessio reassured him that they would be there soon.

He showed me his Pic on the phone some time back. I get in Enzo's office and I find him facetimimg with his boyfriend, Stan. He suddenly ends the call and turns to me. "I'm sorry, Terra. Your services are no longer needed for the next one week." "What!" Enzo hands me an envelope and announces, "You've been suspended." ^^^^^^^^