Veronica Sawyer Novels & Stories

she laughed. “But I loved you, I did everything you wanted, I even fought my father for you…you were the lady with Allen in the club,” I cried. “How could you?” “I am sorry…” she said, her voice dripping in mockery. “I was ahead of you, did you think that you could dump me after giving you a son?” Allen moved the phone away. “Mike, I really wanted you to see me take over The Rodriguez's group, but Maria is just being a bitch right now…and you are not cooperating, I can't let you destroy all my years of efforts…Goodnight Mike,” he said cutting the call.

Among Mattheo's subordinates, she was the only one who dared to reply sarcastically to my words. "You're pregnant," she retorted. Sharp black irises that did not flinch against me. "Talking like that after you've completed your duties as a mother. Even your sitting position is wrong. Don't you have a shred of sympathy left for your baby?" The woman had a name tag on her right breast, the title of professional assistant and financial advisor to the Sinclair family. I'd never seen it before. But judging from how professionally she was working at the moment, helping Mattheo outside of her job desk, I knew how qualified this woman named Veronica was.

"He's twisting everything, making himself out to be some kind of hero. All for his stupid campaign." Veronica's brow furrowed, her eyes never leaving the screen. "We can't let him get away with this," she said, her voice gaining strength. "We need to tell the truth." I let out a bitter laugh, shaking my head. "Which truth? How are they going to believe us over the great Richard Donovan?" A spark of something - determination? mischief? - flashed in Veronica's eyes. She reached out, fumbling with the items on her bedside table until her fingers closed around her wristwatch. "With this," she said, holding it up triumphantly.

Deep down, she was frightened but she refused to show her fear, keeping up her arrogant act. “Don't break the cup this time.” My lips forced a smile, teasing her. She was forced to swallow my tea. The eyes were watching her movements. Disrespecting me again would only get her into trouble. “We're truly delighted that you invited us for tea. As Lunas, we've so many responsibilities that we don't get much free time.” Veronica mumbled, taking a sip from her cup. “I just wanted to make some new friends.” “By the way…Tomorrow is Daisy Sawyer’s death anniversary, right?”

Lounging in a silk robe, full face of makeup, just the right amount of dramatics to look devastated. She spoke. "I just... I can't do this anymore." A shaky breath. "You guys know me. You know I don't usually air my personal life. But I have to say this, because women need to be warned." She sniffled. Looked away like she was so emotionally torn about spilling the truth. And then— "Theodore Winston is a fucking machine." Lucas cursed under his breath. "It gets worse." Veronica continued, her voice trembled with raw emotions.

"And then there's your son to consider. What was his name? Ethan?" My heart nearly stopped. "Leave my son out of this." "Oh, I would never involve a child," she assured me, her smile not reaching her eyes. "But my sister might feel differently when she's released from detention. Veronica was so upset about being held by Pack Council enforcers because of your charges." The ground seemed to sway beneath my feet. Veronica Hayes was being released? The she-wolf who had tormented me mercilessly at the Academy? "When?" I managed to ask.

If he is not your boyfriend does that mean I can have him, " Veronica raked her eyes all over Trenton eyeing him like he was a piece of meat she can't wait to have. " I am Veronica, " she purred in a sensual voice reaching her delicate well-manicured hand to him to shake. " Is a pleasure to meet you, " Trenton replied charmingly lifting the small hand to his lips for a peck while his eyes ate her up. Veronica was a stunning short blonde with curves and a rack that drew men's attention and leaving up to his name Trent have not been able to take his eyes off her chest. Evangel scoffed bitterly. Changed my ass.

I still recalled with clarity how she'd cried aloud and sounded so sweetly blissed out. "Veronica was asking for you specifically yesterday," Kenneth said, arching one brow. I didn't reply, staring at him and knowing he wouldn't lie. Not about that. Veronica was a regular, loaded with money and an insatiable sex drive. If she wasn't at one of the Bratva's operated sex clubs, she'd be at another elsewhere. The older woman had no scruples about seeking out pain and pleasure, and to my knowledge, she'd never once uttered a safe word.

Alex said not taking his eyes off the papers ~ Veronica drive into the house and notice he's back, she wonder why he came back so early today He hasn't been keeping the early times and she bet it is because of the seductress lurking around him She enter into the house and notice an usual quietness, the house seems empty with nobody inside Veronica hurry upstairs and find Kyler there sitting at the edge of the bed, she sigh relief to see him and go for a hug To her surprise, Kyler didn't push her off or try to move away which gladden her heart as she let her hands wrap around him "Let's get divorce" Veronica's brain a loud alarming bell and her heart sink down her throat thumping hard against