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I leaned over the marble blotter, my shadow completely engulfing her, my hands gripping the edge of her privacy barrier until the glass creaked. "Tarek Al-Sayed, Veronica?" I rasped, my voice sounding like broken glass grinding together. The unhinged jealousy in my throat was a physical taste, hot and metallic. "You spent your vacation negotiating with a Cairo cartel syndicate? You brought a foreign sovereign principal into my penthouse without a single byte of consultation?" Slowly, the typing stopped. Veronica rested her hands flat against the desk. She didn't lift her dark sunglasses. She slowly tilted her head back, looking up at me through the pitch-black lenses, her face an unreadable,

As I watched her, the camera around her neck caught my eye. “May I?” I whispered. She cracked open her eyes to look at me, registering what I was referring to for a moment, then nodded and let me slip the camera off over her head. I switched it on and started clicking through the pictures, the anger bubbling up inside of me as I saw just how many photographs Veronica had taken of Nina; some of them were even taken from incredibly close range while Nina was sleeping, completely violating her privacy and personal space. Had my father hired Veronica to do this? Was this his way of driving Nina and I apart so he could go through with his twisted plan to marry me off to some other CEO’s werewolf

Mr Jackson asked. "Of course, we met." Kieran simply said. "Well, all she talked about since out last meeting was you, this is all we could do to satisfy her." Mr Jackson said and Kieran sighed, Kael stood up to attend to a call while Mr and Mrs Jackson excused them to talk and now they were alone. Veronica was a black haired girl, she was 5ft6, she was a bit curvy, she wore a black skin tight dress which has a slit in front, the dress showed her cleavage, she was wearing a heavy amount of makeup, you can tell she dressed to impress.

Considering the favours he did for her, Veronica didn't take the matter in her heart and assured that she did really feel nothing. News of Veronica's Runway Walk wasn't only trending on B Nation. Her viral video had attracted the attention of companies and investors from C Nation. Wishing to know more about this diva girl, people digged her information and learnt that Veronica was living in C Nation. Some of them immediately wanted to grab the opportunity. Since she was staying here, convincing her would be a lot of easier.

An hour later, the entertainment forums were now sharing a screenshot of a post in Chatify by Veronica. Taking advantage of the earlier gossip, she then posted an old photo of her and Lucas. It was actually a photo of Lucas, Dwayne, Morris and Veronica. This was taken when Veronica had her 10th birthday. She was standing next to Lucas. This was around the time she started having a crush on Lucas. She took out this photo from her childhood photo album, scanned it and edited it, cropping out Lucas's brothers from the photo and then uploaded it to Chatify with a caption that implied them being childhood sweethearts. Once again the netizens swarmed on this new piece of gossip.

Strange, but, it was what his logic had come to. "How's Veronica?" "Fine. Busy," Théo answered in haste, trying not to sound leery of her question. He'd mentioned his ex once or twice some nights ago. It wasn't like he could deny it—Veronica and the band had lots of fans internationally, posting photos of them online after live shows, radio guestings, and whatnot. He was photographed with her in dozens of those photos. Not to mention some candid shots by paparazzi the last time he and Veronica went on a date in public.

a voice blares from the TV across the room and we freeze, still pressed against each other, breathing breathlessly. Xander turns to look at the annoying screen and then I feel his arms stiffen around me, causing me to stretch my neck to see what's going on. On the screen is Veronica, looking so heartbroken. > “I didn’t want to come forward like this,” she says, dabbing her eyes. “But the public deserves to know the truth. I’m also pregnant with Xander Knight’s child.” Immediately I push away from Xander, “What the hell is this?” He doesn’t answer me and just keeps his gaze on the screen as Veronica continues.

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.

Summer’s voice choked up badly. That bastard, Jasper, did not believe her. ‘He wouldn’t even know if he ended up wrapped around Veronica’s finger! Bastard!’ At Sea Coast Cafe... "Have you checked on the woman named Veronica?" Summer was wearing sunglasses. Her eyes were swollen from crying. "I checked. She comes from an ordinary family, but there’s an issue. She started having plastic surgery in junior high school, probably to look more like Victoria." Henri nodded and placed Veronica's information in front of Summer.

"It's why I don't go close. I know I don't have a chance, but then again; the thoughts of her are killing me. I can't help it. " I reach out a hand to rub his and he meets my eyes. "Poor you. " He scowls and swats my hand away, and I laugh, holding a hand over my mouth to suppress the sound. When the urge settles, I look back at his screen, and I sort of understand why it should be hard for him. Veronica is an incredibly pretty girl. With wavy hair that falls off her shoulders and her ocean-like blue eyes; she easily passes off as one of the prettiest girls I've seen around and it's no surprise that she catches the eye of my best friend the first day he saw her. Only if she wasn't reserved,