Victor And Emily Novels & Stories

She knows all of my emotions too well. I just looked at her and smiled. “It’s nothing too serious, but it’s just that, today at the warehouse, Veo told me that Emily did not seem like the Emily we used to know all these years. She seemed different, he said, but I didn’t believe him until I confirmed it myself. After Victor and I had our confrontation, he called me while I was at the warehouse, suggesting we meet because I was taking too long. He wanted us to confront each other, and then he brought Emily out to me when I didn’t want to accept it, just to show me how skinny she was. He knew that once I saw Emily, I would get all emotional and feel pity for her, then I would accept his stupid

'Victor, Be sure to drink plenty of water and get some good food in your system when you can. Try not to drink too much next time. -Emmy' My nostrils flared as I crumpled the note in my hand. WHY?! Why the hell were they still so entangled with one another?! Were they not getting a divorce?! My eyes narrowed at Victor. He's supposed to be MINE! Emelia wasn't even worthy of trash sitting at the side of the road! Suddenly, Victor stirred from his sleep and it looked like he was starting to wake up.

"Choosing you over me." The words hung in the air like poison. "I have not chosen anyone," Alex said. "Emily is with Miguel. She made her choice." "Did she?" Vanessa's smile was razor sharp. "Because from where I am sitting, it looks like Emily is still very much torn between her past and her present. Still very much conflicted about where her heart really belongs." I felt heat rise to my cheeks. She was not entirely wrong, and we all knew it. "And you, Alex," Vanessa continued, "still very much in love with your wife, even if you are too noble to fight for her."

It was Damian’s way of drawing a line in the sand, and Emily’s way of twisting the knife. I clasped Louis’ hand tightly, smiling up at him, but inside, my mind raced. I would not let her walk away unscathed. Not after everything. Before I left for Europe, I would find a way to remind Emily Augustus—Emily Davenport, Emily the interloper—that she could not have everything. That even queens could bleed.

Victor patted my back. "You did great, Emily." “Look,” I hissed, my voice sharp, anger boiling over. “I don’t know what this shit is all about, but I’m done. After this? I want nothing to do with it.” “I understand.” Victor nodded, his tone maddeningly calm. “I’m sorry you had to see that, Emily. But I promise—we’re not bad people, okay?” “Fuck you!” I snapped, the words cracking out of me before I could stop them.

"You alright, Brad?" Bradley clutched his stomach and scowled at me. Victoria recognized the expression immediately and stormed over. She started hitting me. "You piece of shit, Nolan! I'm in the middle of a partnership with Mr. Combs and you bring my family here to intrude on us? And you told them I cheated on you too, didn't you?!" I knew I was at a disadvantage, so I let her take her swings. After venting her anger on me, she returned to Bradley and fussed over him. She did not even glance at her parents or brother. Watching her fawn over him made my blood boil.

I tried to give Violet every happiness, to love her even, but my heart betrayed me the moment I saw Emma for the first time. Emma’s beauty isn’t just in her fair complexion or her long, straight hair. It’s her innocence that captivated me. Violet, on the other hand, is wild and fierce, the kind of woman who could make any man fall to his knees. But, unfortunately, I’ve never felt anything for her. I first met Violet at my club, Fire Club. That night, she looked stunning in a golden dress, and my wolf growled, signaling she was my mate. Every man in the club eyed her, as expected for a woman like her. But she was mine—my destiny.

“It is the main cause. That's why you and Rashid are together. Or am I wrong?" “Yes, you are wrong. We are together because there is love" "What you say makes me laugh. Do you dare to talk about love when it all started with a stupid contract? You are just any Victoria, you have sold yourself to a man in order to obtain money, you have even dared to be the mother of his child. But you are not going to fool me, you have done all this in order to seduce him and finally keep his fortune "

Emily’s power surged violently in her chest— too bright, too wild, too much. And Adrian—bleeding, shaking—lifted his head just enough to whisper: “Emily… don’t… touch it…” Before collapsing entirely.

Suddenly, his face darkened, and he glared at Emily: "Did you touch a dog?" Emily was stunned and shook her head: "No, no." Winston was not easy to get along with, and he especially hated dogs. When Emily worked with him, she once gave a stray dog food on the way. As a result, he saw it and scolded her. In the end, Emily had no choice but to go to the restroom to wash her hands, only to barely get Winston's forgiveness.