Vicky Yao Novels & Stories

I ask Vicky in a whisper, interrupting her and Lucy. She turns to me with a smile. "I am. Josh is just a friend, nothing more. " I narrow my eyes at her. "You sure about that?" "Trust me. " She responds and I nod, smiling at her. Vicky Hamper is the perfect definition of a book that shouldn't be judged by its cover. On the surface: she's quiet, gentle and almost shy, but when you get to know her, you'll realize she's none of those words. Vicky Hamper is a bad girl. A bad girl in a good way.

She was not supposed to show up today. Vicky is well-known for having little interest in business, let alone operating a firm, because her passion is fashion. But long before her name became renowned in the world of fashion, it was heard in a business magazine. Because she is the only son of Veloso, who comes from one of the wealthiest families in the world, not just in Asia.

After she miscarried, he didn’t get intimate with her. Once when he tried, it didn’t get hard enough for penetration. But Vicky could wait. She waited years to get back to him. She could wait a little more because of the love she felt for Aiden. “Then join his office, Vicky. If you are one of the owners then I think you should know what is going on in there,” Vicky raised her chin, with shoulders squared. She wanted to execute power. Confidence. Makita might be right. Ruling on maids, watchmen, and guards was nothing as compared to bossing around over executive officers.

Vicky pulled his hand away from her mouth, he pouted at the sight of the shy woman. “Now, I want to hear your cute moaning voice, if you’re covering your little mouth” Vicky trailed. “How would I be able to hear your pleading and moan?”. Vicky is a sadist, was the only thing Rae could think of. He likes to tease her senses and tested her resistance. She looked at the lawyer meekly. “This is strange, are we going to do this through the end?” Rae gulped nervously while holding back her moans.

Sokolova' she says. 'Vicky?' JC asks 'Yes Vicky is my AI assisstant she controls my house back home and this house as well and basically manages my money and everything else' I say 'ohh and you made her?' Jc asks, I nod. 'okay why are you here why didn you leave the pack to come here?' JC asks. Jackie and I looked at each other and then I began to tell them our suspicious towards that new pack member and also getting background checks of everyone in the pack if they have a history with rogues or with my dad.

Ciaran pushed his alpha command towards her. "You of all people should know that the alpha command does not work on hybrids who are in control of there counter parts. I'm Vicky. I've been hunting the vampires for years after they murdered my family." She said staring at her nails in mock interest. "Well then, you are welcome to join us." Ciaran gestured towards the training center, she laughed humorlessly. "No thanks, it's torture enough just watching." Vicky cocked her hip to the side to prop her hand on.

She ignored me completely, her eyes locked on Damian like I was a smudge on his sheets. “I came to talk, and I find you with her? After everything I—” Damian groaned, dragging a hand down his face. “Nancy, get out. It’s too early for your drama.” Too late. I could already hear footsteps rushing toward the room. Vicky appeared instantly, her hair in a relaxed, messy bun, wearing one of Elis’s comfy MIT shirts that gently draped to her thighs. I blinked. Seriously? Did she fuck him already? “Yo, babe, you good??? That couldn’t be yo loud-ass self screamin’ like the world endin’ a few minutes ago, right??

"State your objective, enforcer." "Your name code has never been logged on a premier syndicate stage before tonight, has it, street rat?" Vicky sneered, puffing his chest out to simulate a superior asset ranking. "Ensure your unit doesn't drag my execution metrics into the dirt during the gala rounds. My combat record does not tolerate a single blemish from a northern replacement."

Vicky sighs and quickly changes tactic, pasting a smile on her face “Oh I seem to have started on the wrong foot. I believe I don’t need any introduction, since I am a famous pastry chef and have a famous cooking show.” Emily stared at Vicky, unimpressed. “I didn’t mean to brag there.” Vicky gave a small derisive laugh. “I find that hard to believe, seeing that you literally use your status as a celebrity to skip the line, ” Emily scoffed. “I am so sorry. I am not always like that. I was in a hurry.” Emily narrowed her eyes, not believing a thing she said. “Let’s start over.” Vicky pleaded, “I am Vicky and a friend of Noah's. That is why I was curious about your relationship with him.”

"Vicky's the lady of my house now. We don't need your money." Vicky placed a soft hand on Connor's arm. "Go inside, Connor. This is between me and Zoe. I'll handle it." The second he was gone, Vicky's whole vibe flipped cold. She smirked, lifted her wrist—and chucked the bangle straight into the pond. Zoe didn't even think—she watched the bangle disappear and dove in after it. As she plunged toward the water, Vicky’s voice rang out, sharp and triumphant. “Don’t think looking after Connor will make him yours. He can only love me—you’ll never steal him from me.”