Veronica Open The Door Novels & Stories

I got up and immediately opened the curtains which were still tightly closed. Veronica really didn't open the curtain on purpose because she didn't want to disturb her. Even though we both had an appointment to pick up my mother. "Honey...," I called Veronica. However, there is no sound here. I became confused. Then I immediately came out of my room and started looking for it. How surprised I was when I saw Veronica exercising while looking at plants that were so pleasing to the eye. I walked slowly towards her. Making sure she didn't know that I was behind her. Feeling close to her, I immediately hugged her from behind.

Ezra slams into Veronica's tight pussy, pounding into her virgin hole, taking her as his. Ezra looks back at me, and waves me to come closer. I come to the edge of the bed and watch as Ezra pounds into Veronica harder. "You want to suck his cock, don't you my little slut?" Ezra asks Veronica. Veronica lights up when she sees me. "Ummm yes. I want to suck Roman's cock. Please let me suck his cock," Veronica begs. Ezra pulls out of Veronica. "On your knees and face the edge of the bed," Ezra instructs Veronica. Veronica gets on her knees, with her ass in the air. She is facing the edge of the bed.

she accused with a sarcastic tone. "No need to bring up Anne," Kaivan retorted. "For God's sake, Veronica, I'm busy. I'm just not in the mood to argue with you right now." Veronica nodded. In an unexpected move, she once again grabbed Kaivan's neck and leaned in, suddenly planting a kiss directly on the lips of the robust man. Simultaneously, Anna Maria appeared, opening the door to the room without permission. Unintentionally, the beautiful woman witnessed the inappropriate scene that Veronica had deliberately displayed.

Her mouth was dry. Minutes passed. Maybe more. Then it happened. The door creaked open. Just a little. Footsteps crossed the floor, slow and careful. She could feel him before she saw him. That same heavy presence, that silence that wasn’t really silent. He didn’t speak. He just stood there. Maya’s heart thundered against her ribs. She didn’t move. Didn’t ask him why. Didn’t ask how. She only whispered one thing. “Close the door behind you.”

“Take me to my coronation, Lilith.” Veronica took Lilith’s hand and then she thought to herself, ‘this is it. The moment that I have waited for all my life will finally be given to me. Finally, the crown is mine.’ Lilith and Veronica then teleported and appeared in the huge entrance of the ball room. Medieval music then immediately played as the crowd made way for Veronica’s entrance accompanied by Lilith. Veronica walked with her head held high with a proud smile written onto her lips. Her amethyst eyes shined bright as she turned them to everyone who was in the room.

Astrid questioned with a glare. “Let go of my hand, you whore!" Selene screamed. “Whore?” Astrid raised an eyebrow, letting go of Selene's hand. “Leave.” She ordered. Selene sashayed out of her sight. “I know you're in there, Darius. Come on out.” Astrid crossed her arms. The door opened and Darius got out and locked it. “How's your stomach?” He asked, smiling as he twisted the glass of alcohol in his hand.

Jaden had a girlfriend and he never even mentioned her in front of us. I looked at Veronica. She was thin, and she was wearing a red track suit with her short hair in a perfect bob, while her hand around Jaden. Her face was plastered with a layer of makeup, which actually made her look like a fake barbie doll, placed in the window shelves of expensive toy houses. They did not look good together at all. Why on earth did I have to witness this? And looking around, I saw that almost every person was paired up with someone. Except me. Before I could react to this situation, the trainer came in and began to stare at the crowd.

The house waited. Door open. Light spilling out. The family filled it. Laughter. Voices. Life. Veronica paused at the terrace steps. Looked back at the sea one more time. The horizon waited. Patient. Endless. She stepped inside. The door stayed open behind her. Always.

Veronica stepped closer, her hand brushing lightly against the door. At that moment, the door creaked open slightly. It hadn't been shut. A flicker of delight rose in her chest. Her mother must have arranged everything—left the door this way on purpose, just so she could come and enjoy the show. But had Winnie already been drugged unconscious? Why was there no sound at all? Veronica pushed the door open and slipped inside. The suite was pitch-black. A foul smell hung in the living room—like stale sweat.

Alexia sighs and rushes to her and questions, “What seems to be bothering my sister? I am sorry, I was drying my hair before and didn’t hear the doorbell.” Veronica shakes her head and says in reply, “Did you know that, I made a bet with the others that, you would open the door the second that I rang it? I told them that, you were expecting me in a hurry and you were at the door waiting for me. To think that I had to call you before you came out to get me. I am really hurt you know.”