Vince Vaughn Wiki Novels & Stories

Another day of the same routine since I'm 12 years old. But wait, I didn't even introduce myself, I'm sorry. Well, my name is Pandora Vaughn, I'm 17 years old, I'm 5 feet 3 inches tall, and I'm in my senior year of high school. My parents are Charlie Vaughn and Melissa Vaughn, my younger sisters are called Shopie Vaughn and Charlotte Vaughn. Now that I've introduced myself, I need to run and take these groceries to my mom. - At Vaughn’s house -

her tone dropped, venomous “once she’s gone, Zach will be broken. And a broken man is easy to claim.” Vaughn chuckled darkly, flicking the ash from his cigarette. “You really are something, Vellora. Cunning, ruthless… I like that.” “And I don’t need your admiration,” she cut sharply. “Just make sure no one traces it back to us. Not your mother, not your pack, no one.” Vaughn’s grin didn’t falter. “Relax, darling. No one will ever know. As far as they’re concerned, Ariella just… vanished.”

"Vaughn, didn't your kid sis use to be besties with her? Ayesha or what was her name?" "I think it was Geneva." Vaughn frowned with concentration. "But with an 's' somewhere in it. Trini said she went to India or something." "And you'd think a guy who's the definition of young, rich and handsome as such would have taken another wife by now. Or at least have ladies trooping in and out of his house." It was weird that the conversation she was hearing right now was the same she had just learnt of just the night before but in a different light and point of view. The thee that carried weight.

"I was going to tell you, but you had your hands full saving Sam and all, so I decided to call him." I waved him off. "Don't be." I said, staring at Vaughn. "Your right. We need this. We need his help." I stepped aside. "Please," I said respectfully. "Come in." Vaughn was a tall, muscle built Italian man, with impeccable taste; and you couldn't tell that he was only in his early forties he carried and took care of himself.

I got out of the car and his eyes widened in surprise when he saw Vaughn in the driver's seat. Vaughn got out of the car and walked towards Pa. "Good evening, Mr. Malkiel. It is a pleasure to finally meet you. I am Vaughn Everett. I was just dropping Wade home. " Pa smiled and took his extended hand. "You are finally here. Come in." To my surprise, he dragged Vaughn into the villa and I found the whole family waiting. Uncle Malkiel smirked, Auden laughed, and Damien stared at Vaughn in surprise.

“She was your daughter’s age by then. She must remind you of her.” Vaughn’s hand clenched until his knuckles were white. True, Damien spared his family. But not all of them. Vaughn’s half human wife and daughter were killed right in front of his eyes. He watched helplessly as the guards raped his wife before they lit her on fire alive. They slit his daughter’s throat and drank her blood like it was a feast. Those memories lived forever with him. “It had been years since I last saw Mira before you moved her. Why did you ask now?”

I race back up the stairs, nearly slamming the door behind me. “Amirah?” I call. “Here!” I walk into the living room, and she’s frozen in front of her laptop, one hand covering her mouth. She looks at me slowly. “Vi…” “What? What is it?” She turns the screen toward me. And everything stops. There it is. In bold black letters, splashed across a white and red entertainment page. CEO Logan Reynolds Having an Affair with the Married Viola McCoy — Is This a Scandal in the Making?

The night was as heavy as a looming storm. Vanessa sat by the window, staring out at the distant silhouette of the mountains, her mind spinning with the events of the past hours. The words that had been spoken, the dangers that had been uncovered, and most of all, the bond. The bond between her and Draven.

My thumb hovered over Damien’s contact photo for a long second before I tapped the call button. It rang once. Twice. A third time. Then voicemail. I tried again, chewing the inside of my cheek. Still nothing. “He’s not answering,” I murmured. “Maybe he’s resting. He’s probably going to take a long time to recover from his injuries.” I then tried calling the hospital. A few taps later, I was connected to a cheerful but rushed nurse who gave me unexpected news. “I’m sorry, but Mr. Vaughn was discharged this morning,” she said.

From the angle, we’re sitting really close to each other, leaning in like we’re about to kiss. But it’s not the picture that’s exactly the problem. It is the headline: EXCLUSIVE: Billionaire CEO Conrad Vaughn Caught in “Secret Affair” with Lunaris’ CTO, Amelia Vale!