Novel & Cerita Vim And Victor

Alexander smirked as he stood and was now nose to nose with Vic. The dark confident man took his index finger and placed it firmly under her chin. “I want you Victoria Bura…although I have heard you prefer Vic. And then of course, there are those that call you the ghost.” he finished in an almost calm whisper. Vic’s pupils looked like they were almost breathing with the amount of blood being pumped through her body from the mixture of physical threat and unspoken truth.

Victor was the one who divulged my reputation to Atticus, although it seemed like an honest mistake at the time. When I don’t say anything, Victor moves in closer pressing his chest flush against my back as his hands slide down towards my hips. “Your mate was an idiot for rejecting you.” My body goes rigid at the mention of Atticus, but Victor immediately begins kissing my neck and my jaw as his hands tighten their grip on my hips, pulling me impossibly closer to him.

She is in the grave, unable to watch her child grow. Ramon Fridling was the only thing in her mind, Violet was hell bent on killing him, it was another mission of hers, to kill Ramon Fridling because he was the reason why Scarlet died. If Scarlet didn’t marry him, she was going to be alive today, but she isn’t.

His cock was hard. "You want me to kill you?" VIKTOR asked. "Fuck me," Julian said. VIKTOR undid his underwear. His cock sprang out. It was hard and thick. He pushed Julian’s legs open. He spit on his hand. He made his cock wet. He did not use fingers to get Julian ready. He just pushed in. Julian screamed. It hurt. VIKTOR was huge. He split Julian open with no warning. "Shh," VIKTOR said. "Take it."

“That’s how we win.” --- Across the city, the man known as Victor watched the feed from a private server. Camera hidden in Amara’s apartment—he saw every tear. Every collapse. Every kiss. “You never really left,” he whispered, stroking the edge of the screen. Then he clicked the next file. A new photo. Liam’s face. Target marked. “Now,” he said coldly, “you get to see what losing feels like.”

“Are you going to be wet and tight for me?” An involuntary whimper falls from my lips because I’m starting to get real turned on. My pussy is such a hooker. How the hell can it even get wet after what I just went through with Gideon, and for my stepdad no less. He yanks my shorts down my thighs and stands between my legs, grabbing my tits roughly. I’m not at all surprised he’s rough like this. Victor is an intense man in every sense of the word, tall and huge with salt and pepper hair, he always wears a severe expression that makes one cautious when approaching him.

said Crimson to Violet. "I took it to the precinct." They turned to find that the woman was no longer on the ground. "Crimson, look out!" Violet cried before shoving him to the side and Crimson watched while his female counterpart got blasted by a bolt of lightning that was intended for him. Her body suddenly burst into a wave of purple light. "Violet, no!" Crimson dashed to where she had been standing but there was nothing there except for the purple haze that still glowed from the aftermath of the blast.

Victor added. ****

Victor was sitting at the desk near the window with his laptop open, the glow from the screen reflecting in his eyes as he typed something quickly. “Hmmm… Victor,” I called softly. He lifted his head immediately. His gaze moved from me to Jayden sleeping on the bed and then back to me again. “What is it?” I slipped my jacket on slowly. “I’ll be right back. I have some work I need to handle with my assistant.” Victor studied my face for a few seconds like he was trying to read something hidden between my words. Then he nodded slowly. “Alright.” His voice dropped a little. “Be careful.”

"You’re not a host, Julian. We’re going to wipe the module. We’ll take the directory, upload it to the public servers, and then we’ll destroy the hardware for good." ​"It’s not that simple," he replied, finally meeting my gaze. His eyes were bloodshot, the irises flickering with a faint, rhythmic pulse that made my stomach turn. "Victor didn't just store files on this module. He stored himself. I can feel him. It’s like a splinter in my mind. He’s in the code, and he’s waiting for me to connect to the global grid so he can bridge the gap." ​The weight of his words hit me like a physical blow.