Victoria Salvatore Novels & Stories

“The rescue is a secondary objective. The primary objective is the absolute destruction of Salvatore. He cannot simply be executed; he must be ruined. I want him to watch the final pieces of his life shatter before I allow him the relief of death.” “I commit, Vova,” Viktor said, his commitment absolute. “I commit to the hunt until I see his corpse in the dirt. I do this not just for you, but for her. For the old lady who risked a beating just to give us a sweet cake when we were starving.” I nodded, the minimal gesture of thanks all that was needed.

However, Salvador held the greatest respect for Hector, the eldest general among them. "It pleases me greatly to see you thinking and acting this way," Victoria said. She ordered the list to be put away and dismissed everyone, clearly indicating she wanted to speak privately with Salvador. Once the palace doors were closed, Victoria placed her hands on her lap, still feeling a tinge of unease. "What were you trying to accomplish by testing Cari like that?" Salvador smiled gently. "Mother, I just wanted to see if she would truly protect my younger brother. And, of course, to have a bit of fun with her."

🌹 Victoria 🌹 Victoria Fontaine stood in the dimly lit war room of her private estate, the scent of expensive bourbon and aged leather filling the air. The walls, lined with bookshelves and surveillance monitors, cast eerie flickers of light against her sharp, composed features. Despite the chaos unraveling outside, she remained poised. The world was beginning to turn against her, but she had not built an empire on panic. She had built it on control.

" I waited. “She has a daughter,” Victoria said. "Three years old. Holed up in a Prague safe house. No Bratva in any of the paperwork. Clean identity, caretaker on site, completely divorced from everything Sarah has built.” She paused. “Sarah has kept her totally invisible. Which means she’s the one thing Sarah can’t afford to lose.” The room was very quiet. I looked at the table. I pictured Grace’s face in her bedroom. Victor on the floor of the panic room pretending to be brave. About what it meant to be the only thing someone could not afford to lose and what it meant to be the kind of person who used that.

She shrugged her shoulder and flipped her hair. “Just research. I’ve got business to finish and need information on all the players.” “You’re after Xander? ” Victoria’s eyes flashed black, and her canines extended. “Fuck, Xander! It’s that fucking cunt Alaia! She ruined everything for me, and she will pay. Oh, how that bitch will pay...” Now it was my turn to get angry.

, check about the history of Miss Victoria Richardson. Results out as I entered her name on the internet. My eyes widened as I found information about Victoria! There is a lot of news about her that I don’t have any idea about! Victoria Gilbert is the founder of the SV company. She is the top fashion designer in the USA and she even has her own company. "Oh, my goodness!" I groaned against my hot breath while looking at Victoria. I had no idea that Victoria was such a successful woman. But now that I am taking care of her company after our marriage, why didn't she tell me about her passion?

“And I promise you, I'll pay every single person back with the same currency you used against me.” The room erupted. Dante's expression darkened. “Victoria.” She ignored him. “I survived the people who tried to destroy my name. I survived being kidnapped. I survived people who wanted me gone.” Her voice trembled slightly, but she refused to break. “So I'm not disappearing now.” The live comments exploded. SHE'S BACK. VICTORIA IS NOT AFRAID OF DANTE! THAT MAN JUST WALKED INTO THE SHOW TO TAKE HER HOME THE CHEMISTRY???

Her house looked really fancy,soon enough she's gonna have to sell it if she doesn't get a better job. "May I?" "Sure you can seat"I sat on the couch and she sat on the opposite couch. "What brings you here? And who are you?" "Zasha Salvador and I'm your saviour"I smiled at her. "What do you mean?" "Heard you lost your job because of your boss's girlfriend" "Yes.Where are you going about this?" "Don't you want your boss and don't you want revenge?" "I don't want trouble.My boss can be a dangerous man if annoyed"

Suddenly, Chantelle's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at Delcan. A smile spread across her face, and she reached up to touch his cheek. "Hi," she said softly. Delcan felt his heart skip a beat. He had never seen her look at him like that before. "I didn't mean to wake you," he said, his voice low and gentle. Chantelle sat up and took his hand in hers. "You didn't," she said. "I was just resting my eyes." She looked down at the outfit she was wearing and blushed. "What do you think?"

I was just about to fold myself into the vehicle when I halted, glaring Victor dead in the eyes as I questioned, "How can I be certain that you don't plan to do anything to me?" Victor huffed and pinched the bridge of his nose as his features twisted in a pensive mask. After a minute or two, he began signing, "Message your friend. Tell her you're with me. My name is Victor Silva. If she doesn't hear from you in the morning then she should file a charge against me." Silva. Hispanic decent. His tanned skin suddenly made a lot of sense. I fished out my phone from the pocket of my trench coat and opened a chat with Erica.