Vincent Fgteev Novels & Stories

(Goodnight) Her green eyes turned a little lighter shade, staring at me in amazement. “Odigíste prosektiká, Devin.” (Drive carefully) She knew how to speak Greek? I was the one astound now. Her cheeks blushed pink. “ta léme sýntoma, Agápi.” (See you soon, Love) “Devin…” she gasped, and I chuckled lightly. “What?” I acted casually, leaned down, and claimed her lips. I’d never tire of tasting her lips. She has the softest lips I have ever felt, and she moaned when I pulled her closer to me and forced my tongue inside her mouth.

"I don't fear you and won't fear you because fear is a choice, and I choose not to give in to it, especially to you. You may think you're a god in your world, but in mine, I am the master of mine. I won't be manipulated into submission or controlled by intimidation. I may be your captive ,but my mother taught me before her death that I should never fear anyone, except my creator." Vincent's eyes narrowed, a mix of surprise and anger flickering across his face before he masked it with a smirk. "You've got spirit, E-lean-norah, I'll give you that. Let's see how long that defiance lasts" He walked out of the room in a haste. Eleanorah thought it was over but when she noticed that Dmitri did not

He simply looked up at Jake with a look of polite, devastating condescension. "I apologize for interrupting your little drama, Mr. Floyd," Vincent said. His voice was a deep baritone, unamplified, yet it carried to the furthest corners of the hall. "My name is Vincent Vale. I am here on behalf of Vector Holdings."

As if Frost could read his thoughts, he looked helplessly at Leo who gave him a blank stare like he had no idea what was happening. Frost cleared his throat. "Sir, please don't be troubled. Vince is safe here with me. I have already put in the measure security detail. I am also planning to visit you in West County once Vinca is well." Harris sighed, defeated, and decided to let matters rest for now. ***** Vinca was taking a stroll in the garden with her father in the cool of the evening. Her mind was not at ease but she didn't know how to approach her Dad with the issue.

Chapter 92 Sage's POV Vincent chuckled and wrapped his arms around me, gently patting my back. "Look who missed me!" He exclaimed as we disengaged from the hug. "What are you doing here, Vincent?" I asked and then slapped a hand over my face, exasperated. "I don't mind but still...did Violet come along?" He laughed. "No, she didn't but she asked me to come on her behalf. Mind you, I arrived a few minutes ago," He replied, and a smile brightened my face. Vincent was Violet's older brother, a renowned lawyer who stayed in London.

, she spoke with a frown. Real Identity: Vincent Valentino -Better known as the 'Vehement V' -25 years old -The 'Mastermind' or in other words, "HEAD OF CIA" Vincent heaved a deep sigh and got up from the chair," It doesn't matter anymore. I haven't even gone there to save her" "WHAT?", Rebecca and Leon both shouted in unison. Vincent nodded. "Then why did you-", Leon was cut off in between as Vincent raised his index finger in air while glaring at him with his black orbs. He quickly sealed his mouth and looked down.

After a few rings, the call was answered. “Vincent Vincenzo speaking”. A sharp voice said “Vincent. Do you know any Kelvin Norman by any chance?” I asked. There was a brief silence. “No, I don't know any Kelvin Norman. I think this is a wrong number”. The line went dead and when I tried to call it again, it didn't go through. I called my team and asked them to look into Vincent Vincenzo. He made my job a lot easier by giving me his name. If my guess was right, this was the person Kelvin went to meet in France.

“Fine then! He will be there in a few hours or so.” “Perfect. Share his number with me so that I can coordinate with him accordingly.”, Eva said. “Sure. I will be sharing his number after disconnecting the call.” “Great. Bye! Tell Mom and dad that I miss them.” “And what about me?”, My ear rose again. Who was this Vincent? Why was he so eager to sign a death warrant? “I don’t miss you at all, brother.” ‘Brother!’ I sighed, knowing that I was getting worried for his life unnecessarily. “I don’t miss you too.” ***** #TBC

Dr Arturo scoffed. In the entirety of the black saints Familglia, if there is one person that can talk to Vincent however he wishes and still keep his head, it's Dr Arturo. He is the only one upon hundreds of renowened specialists invited to the black saints to help 'cure' Vincent's condition that had been the least bit successful. Arturo is a man, mad about his profession and absolutely obsessed with Vincent's aliments that he abandoned his high paying job in the field, and makes it his life purpose to get to research Vincent strange health, very facinated by it.

The younger Halest sibling was evidently striving to conceal his emotions as he spoke, attempting to mask how much Falsetti’s words were impacting him. “I’m not sure I follow your line of thinking,” Vincent said with a furrowed brow. “I am not a monster, nor do I aspire to become one.” Falsetti leaned in even closer, his eyes blazing with a cold, calculated intensity. He completely disregarded Claire’s presence, as if she was nothing but a mere fly buzzing around.