Victor Idv Novels & Stories

There, Victor takes a deep breath as he picks up a cushion on the couch and slams it on me along the rhythm he speaks! “THE! SEDUCTION! PLAN! REMEMBER!?” he screams, “Seriously! Are you kidding me, Henry Iverson! Have you forgotten about the reason you decided to go on a date with Jamie Lee Peyton!? You were going to seduce him and take Minerva back from him! Not seducing him and actually falling in love with him!” “Ouch! Stop hitting me!” as my emotion arouses, I snacth the cushion away from Victor and slam it on Victor as I yell back at him, “Why are you screaming!? It is just a plan! Why can’t you SAY! IT! PROPERL-”

Victor seemed to be trying to compose words while Liona waited. Victor cleared his throat. “I have a real father in London. Bad real dad. In the past, he kicked out my mother in a pregnant and irresponsible condition. My mother returned to Indonesia, to bear shame and ridicule because she had an illegitimate child, me." Victor immediately opened his explanation with that bitter sentence, making Liona gasp and feel sorry.

He decided to look around and hope he found Nina. "Tsk, where did he go? Did something happen to him?" Aiden muttered. He was getting restless. He was afraid something bad would happen to Nina. Drrrttt...drrrttt... His phone vibrated and an incoming message appeared on his screen. A message from a foreign number. Aiden immediately opened the message and he really hoped that the message was from Nina. 'Hi Aiden, it's me Victor. CEO of the tv station where Nina works.' "Victor? What does he want?" Aiden thought after reading Victor's message. Aiden thought about calling Victor right away instead of replying to his messages.

“What are you talking about?” But the police did not argue. They grabbed him. Pinned his arms. Forced his wrists behind his back. Victor struggled, shouting at them. “You idiots! You don’t know what you are doing! I am Ben! I am Ben!” The officer shoved the forged IDs toward him. “Aiden Hale,” he said coldly. “You are under arrest for identity fraud, illegal surveillance, and attempted infiltration of this household.” Victor’s face drained of colour. He thrashed harder.

I start ro feel a bit uncomfortable in this situation so I start talking " So what is the matter? Is something wrong?" He looks me in my eyes and a smile apearce on his face " Don't worry, everything is alright. I was just curious to know what exactly your Alpha said. And also.. Well let's start with my first question. And you can call me Victor." I'm not sure what his behaviour means but I decided to ignore that and answer " It Was a quick decision, I explained the whole situation and send him the video of her fight. He said she is a good fighter and that he trust my guts so he left it up to me." before he can talk I continue " What about the Lords? I heard the Neros wanted her too, and the

' "Sally, I think I might be a speedster." 'Why yes, of course, Natasha Austin-Johnson. Carter•Labs system database shows that you contain extremely high strains of the speed force in your genetic code.' "Please, just call me Natasha." 'As you wish.' "Wait," Lucas spoke this time, "you said there's a database with all of Natasha's information already?" 'Yes. The speed force strains were uploaded into the system by Dr. Carter Hall in 2016.' "What?" Natasha gasped as a bright light shot off from Sally's chest and a large screen materialized.

Alpha Victor. He stepped in, followed by Idris, whose face wore a grim mask of duty. In Victor’s hands was a small, ancient metal box, locked and pitted with age. He regarded me with deep sympathy, then turned to Sophia with a look of disappointment that felt more fatherly than angry. It was masterfully composed.

Adrian said nothing, offering only a silent motion toward the marshals. “Take him.” Victor rose to his feet like he’d been expecting a red carpet, his wrists already bound behind his back in magnetic cuffs. He didn’t flinch when one marshal seized his arm, the other reading him his rights with calm, practiced precision. “You are under arrest for conspiracy, attempted murder, kidnapping, corporate sabotage, and multiple charges under the federal criminal code. You have the right to remain silent…” Victor turned his head slightly, locking eyes with Adrian. “You think this is the end?” he asked, voice low, almost amused. “You’ve no idea what’s coming.”

His knee bounced a steady rhythm, and his fingers twitched like he was texting in his head. Finally, the door crashed open with all the subtlety of a SWAT raid. Victor stepped in, hood up, eyes fever-bright behind thick glasses. He carried a battered laptop under one arm, cords snaking out of his backpack like intestines. He nodded at Grant, then at me, but didn’t speak until the door was locked and bolted behind him. “Sorry I’m late, Alpha.” Victor’s voice was higher than I expected, almost reedy, like he’d been running on nothing but nicotine and adrenaline for days. “Had to lose a tail.”

The man broke the awkwardness by inviting Jasmine to get to know him. "Are you Jasmine? Lorensius said that she is a VIP woman who can only serve men chosen by her." The ori asked in a slightly intimidating tone. "Let me introduce myself, my name is Mike Aidden. Many people are afraid of me and I'm not a good guy either. I live in a dark world and I am a very feared mafia," he explained, which made Jasmine pensive. "Why are you telling me this, you are not afraid that I will take advantage of you?"