Veronica Open The Door Please 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?"

"Shut up!" Alice was stunned. She clutched her cheek, staring at her mother in disbelief. "Mom?" "Don't call me that! I'm not your mother!" Cassandra slammed a DNA report down in front of her.

After all, your mother practically raised her. I saw a strange smile appear on Mom's face. And I instinctively made an excuse to get water, putting some distance between myself and my parents. "So after we accepted that man's suggestion, he prepared that big jar for us. All we had to do was put Marlene's corpse inside. "He said that after 30 years, we could open it, cut off some meat, and use it to make the aromatic pork he promised. "But, unfortunately, the year you turned 22, your mother couldn't wait any longer, and she opened the jar early to harvest some meat."

I turned around, leaning my lower back against the locked door, crossing my arms as I let a slow, predatory smirk spread across my lips. "My name is Veronica, and I represent Vassal & Bane," I said, my voice dropping into a low, hypnotic friction that turned the remaining tension in the room thick and suffocatingly hot. "And no matter what is happening between the two of you, I am not leaving this room without the signed transit deal. Now, we can do this the hard way... or we can do this the effective way."

This somehow hurts me, as she could not stand me around her. “Just listen to me. I would rather not create a scene here.” I say as I hold her from leaving. “What I am to say to you is far more important than your ego.” I add. “What do you want to say.” She says as she stops. “Its Veronica. She is dying and she is asking for you. She wants to talk to you about something. Furthermore, she only has days to live, so you must hurry before it is too late.” I say hoping to see an emotional Rebecca in front of me, but I guess I was wrong, she just looked at me so coldly.

she announced giving Lucinda a bone crushing hug while she actively wiped off her tears ‘I know just what to do, Arya won’t know what hit her’ she smirked flexing the devilish flicker in her eyes. Present. “Hello” Veronica voice resounded in her empty room while the voice over the phone responded “hello ma’am, we still couldn’t get an opening to capture the lady-” but he was roughly cut short “you incompetent fool, keep up the excuses and you’ll be off the job” she stated through gritted teeth while her fist remained balled undeniably digging her nails into her skin.

but that's not all " she sang teasingly, the breath that i was holding in was getting so much easier to attain especially with all this information " we know how you like to not follow the rules Veronica so we have something very dear to you that we know will make you listen " she said pointing towards the guards , i squinted my eyes but it wasn't hard to see the guards carrying someone but not just that someone that I thought i would never see again.

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.

I frowned as I went to the restroom to see if I could wipe the stain off with my handkerchief, and I heard the sound of Veronica's voice outside the door. "She's in there. Lock the door!" Before I could rush over to the door to unlock it, the door was locked from outside. "Open the door!" I banged on the door heavily, as I didn't expect Veronica to pick on me. We clearly avoid each other since I joined this Academy, and I wondered what I did wrong to her to warrant her picking on me. "Someone, help!" I cried out, as no one was ready to help me. I tried to mind-link Vivian, and I didn't know if it would work, but it connected.

I didn’t move, didn’t breathe, as the door slowly creaked open. It wasn’t Dominique. Veronica stood in the doorway, her face a mask of cold fury. She stepped inside, closing the door behind her with an unsettling finality. I could see the raw anger in her eyes, the hatred simmering just beneath the surface. I tried to speak, to ask what I wanted, but my voice was caught in my throat. Veronica didn’t waste any time. She crossed the room in two strides and grabbed me by the arm, her grip like iron.