Veronica Open The Door Novels & Stories

James just couldn’t believe you were really hurt. "Besides, it was just a makeup trial. How could a dressing room catch fire?" I raised an eyebrow. "How do you know it was a fire in the dressing room?" I had not mentioned that part yet! Veronica’s face went pale immediately. "I-I was just guessing!" I let out a cold laugh as Veronica quickly tried to backtrack. "Even if you didn’t want to see him, you didn’t have to resort to violence." "So, should I hit you instead?"

I guess not. She's all innocent to see my wrath but I can still teach her a lesson. I stood rooted to the door, my eyes sizing her up. The first two buttons of the shirt are left open, allowing me a peak of her cleavage. Down to her legs, the shirt already shifted to little below her ass, her thigh was one smooth surface I wanted to run my hands in and then it hit me, she, Miranda.. She's carrying my scent. My eyes opened wide at this reality that it was overwhelming. I couldn't help but grin.

I was pressing the door passcode when my phone rang, immediately I answered it when I saw the caller was Luke, my AirPods were connected to my phone already. "Hey, what's up." I greet him as I finish punching in the code, the door swinging open. "Bella, do not enter that house now. Veronica is there right now and she would do anything to expose you. If you are close by, turn around. Go somewhere else, go sightseeing today. Just come back after I tell you is safe." He rushes out and I look up to meet Veronica's eye, she is standing as if she is waiting for me, an evil smile on her face.

VICTOR As I knocked on the door, a few seconds later, Veronica opened it, but immediately turned back around and went to her bed. She just sat there, stared at me blankly as I walked in. We just looked at each other, not saying a word. It was completely quiet in the room. After a few moments, when it was turning uncomfortable, I tried to break the freezing ice between us. "I thought you were awake," I said, making sure my tone was soft, innocent, and deeply apologetic.

she answers, her voice hoarse. " Take it. But if you as much as think about using it on someone in this house I will lock you up in the basement " I warn and she actually giggles. "Even if it is your father?" she asks cocky. " Well..we will see about that" I joke just as someone knocks on the door. Veronica, without any hesitation, points the gun at the door with shake hands. I place my hand on hers" Relax " I tell her and get up.

He's s her open up the side, trying to explain himself. Eva went home and cried so hard until she's asleep. So many things are running through her mind. She couldn't wrap her head around the idea that he was cheating on her. Feeling so much heartache, Eva went home and locked her door. Then she went straight to bed and cried even harder. After a while of crying, Eva loud knock outside her door. She stood up and opened only to Jack. "Eva—" but just slammed the door shut. "Eva! Open the door, please!" Jack begged. "If you will not open this, I will kick it open!" She stopped walking away from the door. Contemplating if Jack was serious. Then she decided to open it finally.

* I had to take my eyes off the camera for a moment right there, reaching up with a trembling hand to wipe the heavy tears streaming down my face before I could keep recording. Before I could force myself to say another word, the bedroom door flew open with a deafening bang, and Madam Veronica strode in, her face twisted in rage as she pointed straight at my phone and hissed, "Who are you talking to? Shut that camera off right now, or you'll wish you never crossed the sea!" .

"Fuck yeah, princess. Welcome home." ------------ The light mood that had settled in the lounge for the last half an hour shifted the second the heavy oak door swung open without a knock. The sharp click of designer heels on the timber floor cut through the murmur of our conversation. Veronica stood in the doorway, her low-cut vested shirt and tight jeans looking entirely out of place among the worn leather and history of the room. Her icy blue eyes swept over us, landing on me with a flicker of pure venom before turning a calculated, saccharine smile toward the group.

Every step felt like a secret, her heart pounding harder with each one. When she reached Carol’s door, the sound of moans spilled out, even louder than before. Veronica’s lips curved into a bitter smile as she bit half of her bottom lips. Seeing they were too lost in each other to notice anything else. She wrapped her hand around the knob, testing it gently and to her surprise, it moved. Carol had forgotten to lock the door. Veronica pushed it just enough for the crack to widen, careful not to let the hinges creak. She raised her phone, switched on the camera, and pointed it through the opening.

They haven’t seen each other for a while now. At the door, Rossie inhaled deeply and let it all out at once. She sure isn’t prepared for this and she doesn’t know what to say. But she’s already there so she lifts her hand and knock on Veronica’s door. There wasn’t a response so she was going to knock again when someone spoke behind her, making her abruptly turn her head. “May you open the door for me?” Veronica asked, smiling sweetly at her. Rossie did as said and was about to open her mouth when the woman moved towards her. “Do you want to come in?” she invited.