Victor X Emily Novels & Stories

"Why are you here, Victor?" "I heard Sophia had a rough night." Victor smiled. "I came to see how my son's wife is doing. Is that a crime?" "You sent her," Emma said. Her voice didn't shake. She made sure of that. "We found the texts." Something flickered behind Victor's eyes. Just for a second. Then it was gone, buried under that same smooth calm he always wore. "Texts can say anything," he said. "Doesn't make them true."

My fingers brushed carefully against hers. “We end this.” Emily understood immediately. “Declon.” I nodded once. “He won’t stop.” Her eyes studied my face carefully. “And neither will you.” “No.” Not until Declon Ricci was dead. Emily stayed quiet for a second before squeezing my hand gently. “Then I guess we will fight together.” I looked at her immediately. “You’ve already done enough fighting.” She shook her head slowly. “Not when the war followed me home.” Part of me wanted to argue.

Their eyes stared intensely at each other. Ruby realized what Victor was doing. She brushed Victor's hand away, wiping away her tears with the palm of her hand. "That's right! I hate you so much. The insults, the indebtedness, and lying to me. There are still so many wrongs that make me hate you," Ruby said, drawing a thin, curved line on her lips. "You still believe I married Charlotte Mathews?" said Victor, massaging his temples and smiling faintly. Victor moved his body forward. Looking at Ruby seriously, his jaw hardened. The sound of teeth grinding could be heard several times. Their eyes locked, Ruby was scared, but she dared herself to look into Victor's eyes.

“You are begging me? What do you think is going to happen, Erick? Remember how I begged you not to kill our child?” The monster starts crying. Even his tears are disgusting. “You ruthlessly shoved the tablet down my throat while I begged you. You celebrated when I bled. I bled so much I almost died.” “I am so sorry, Emily. I…” “Sorry will not bring my child back, Erick. I hate you and your family. May you rot in hell!” I scream, unable to help myself. He gets on his feet and turns to his beloved girlfriend. “Everything I did to Emily was because of you, You witch,” he accuses before slapping Rose and Jaden retaliates by punching him. A fight breaks out with the Smiths and Millers throwing pu

Emily watched in horror as the coffee spilled on the figure’s hand—down to his suit and Italian shoe. She yelped in horror, also expecting the victim of her carelessness to scream in pain but was met with silence. Her eyes sought the identity of this superhero while she began to ramble out an apology. “I am so…” the words froze mid air as her eyes settled on his face. She was fucked! Emily lost her tongue and a wave of cold nervousness drenched her. For a second he remained still, glaring at her with looks that could suck the life out of anyone.

he asked, concern etched on his face. "It's him. Victor," Emily whispered, pointing at him. Ethan's eyes narrowed as he saw Victor. "Let's go," he said, taking her hand. As they walked away, they could feel Victor's eyes following them, filled with anger and hate. The next day, Emily received a package in the mail. It was a photo of her and Ethan, taken at their wedding. On the back was a message, scrawled in blood-red ink. "You can run, but you can't hide."

One of the room doors was slightly opened and I kicked it. What I saw made my blood boil. Antonio had his hands on Vittoria, he was grabbing her by the waist as she kicked and struggled against him. Her face was a mixture of anger and fear and the sound of her scream rang in my ears. Is Valerio in this house? I crossed the room and grabbed Antonio by his collar, yanking him away from her. His first surprise lasted only a second before I connected my fist with his jaw. “Ricardo,” he choked out but I didn't let him finish.

“Would she come for you?” ‎ ‎Emily hesitated. ‎ ‎And that hesitation told him everything. ‎ ‎Victor’s eyes narrowed slightly. ‎ ‎“She would.” ‎ ‎Emily lifted her chin. ‎ ‎“She’s my sister.” ‎ ‎His expression grew thoughtful. ‎ ‎“Then she’s predictable.” ‎ ‎The words ignited fresh anger. ‎ ‎“She is not your enemy.” ‎ ‎Victor’s voice dropped lower. ‎ ‎“She stole from me.” ‎ ‎“She must have had a reason.”

Victor explained. Emily sneered. "Did you come to your senses, or are you just desperate?" Victor was just like Benjamin. They were cut from the same cloth—sweet-talkers when they required something but would disregard the person once they were no longer needed. They were the epitome of selfishness and self-interest. Victor failed to recognize Emily as he had never encountered her in Aesper before. Sporting an air of arrogance, he retorted, "What do you know? Our family affairs don't call for your meddling."

"I am sorry to hear this….no you know what I am glad you did that because she was an overbearing egoistic girl who didn't even know the spelling of politeness." Victor nodded. "I saw that, well...that's not the only thing I came to discuss with you. I know you like me and I like you too. Now that I am free of Katelyn, I would like to date you, Emily Smith." Emily's heart dropped. She went numb for a moment hearing his proposal. She was excited and nervous at the same time. "Say something," he asked when Emily didn't speak and only stared at him. She chuckled. "Yes, yes I would love to date you, Victor." She answered smiling ear to ear. She thought that was the best day of her life but it wa