Victoria De Angelis Novels & Stories

She wore a red sports bra and green mini skirt that showed her red bum shorts underneath from time to time as she moved. "Go hottie, beat hm to a pulp" "Beat him and let me kiss you as a reward" "Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight" "Beat him, angel" "Fight" The whole place was noisy; everyone here was hotblooded at this moment. Some of them were at their various jobs, doing chores or some other stuff. But the moment thy got a message that a popular boxer in the ring who went by the pseudonym 'Angel' was making a presence today after two months or abstaining. So they mailed their friends right away and rushed to be first in the front general rows so they could witness the magnificent 'Angel' i

the brunette purred, her dark, heavily lined eyes finally settling on me. Glad you finally noticed me, I thought bitterly. "Angelina," Danzel's deep voice commanded my attention. I reluctantly looked up at him. "This is Victoria. You can call her Vicky." He then turned a cold, blank stare to the woman. "Vicky, this is Angelina." "Hey! I actually saw you last night," Vicky smirked, casually pointing her silver fork directly at my chest. "You were hiding under the staircase when we came in, right?"

I smirked when I saw the articles about Angelo's Woman. It looked like it had spread all over the internet. I love this drama, I should have spread this before, so that everyone will know how trash this woman are. And how trashy Angelo is. They deserve the hell and I'm giving the hell now. I'll make sure to make them crawl to me, that's what I promise to them. To make them crawl over me. "Victoria is a husband-stealer."

“Yes, Daddy. Angel. Your angel who's ready to accompany you all night long. There was a reason why Ricardo chose Angel among the many women offered. It was undoubtedly related to Velia. The name Angel reminded him of Velia Angelica Howell. Of course, Velia's angelic beauty could not be compared to this one. She was superior in every way compared to Angel. Her smooth and gentle skin, the enticing fragrance emanating from her body, and other qualities. Unfortunately, Ricardo had no other choice. So, while waiting for the true angel to come into his embrace, he could satisfy his desires with this commercial angel. “All night?” Ricardo asked. Angel lay down, and Ricardo crawled on top. He stoppe

Just then, Angel rushed in. I choked on my saliva, my pupils dilated. “An…Angel, what are you doing here? I…I…mean, you are…up?” I squeaked. “Hey sis!” She muttered cheerfully, strutting towards me with her hands wide open. “I'm really sorry about your miscarriage!” She whispered softly into my ear as we embraced. I swallowed hard before responding with a thanks. She was supposed to be with Luis, not up and running with Ace. And if Ace reclaimed her, where was Luis? I wondered rhetorically.

Celina replied too quickly. Annoyed that he had to bring up the girl's name. "What do you mean she's not here?" West asked, confused. Greg sighed inwardly. He had seen enough of Mr West's daughters for tonight and made to politely tell him that he would meet her some other time when... "Ah, there she is." West said, obviously excited at seeing his third daughter. Sighing again, Greg absently turned to see whoever she was. Time stood still and his breath got caught in his chest when he beheld the angelic young woman that paused on the stairs some distance away from them, her eyes scanning the room looking for someone...looking for him, he wished, to his own surprise.

Alessandro spoke as I grabbed my car keys, giving me a quick goodbye kiss. "I'll be going to the meeting before you get back, but I'll be home as soon as I can," He said to me, and I nodded, kissing him on the cheek and waving goodbye. I was at the mall with Isabella, and we both decided to take a look at Victoria's Secret, Alessandro and I haven't had sex in a while, so what better idea than to buy some sexy lingerie to get him in the mood for fucking me senseless.

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

"You! You seem so arrogant, it seems like Alex spoils you a lot. But I have to tell you one thing, Miss-" "Angelina. Just call me Angelina. My name is Angelina, You don't have to call me miss," Angelina interrupted. "Well, Angelina, I'll tell you one thing. I am the only woman Alex loves. Alex loves me very much and he would do anything for me. He can only give all his love to me, not to another girl. So, if you think you're loved by Alex now, I think it's just a form of escapism because Alex lost me." Camila said at length.

’ [Holy Mary, Mother of God, you are her double. They crossed themselves as they approached her, ‘Gabriella? Figlia di Carlos e Angelina Maldini, erede della sua tenuta, assomigli molto a tua madre, signorina.’ [Gabriella? Daughter of Carlos and Angelina Maldini, heir to his Estate, you are very like your Mother young lady.] Emilio smiled and held out his hand Gabriella frowned at them and then it hit her,