Vox X Valentino Novels & Stories

he grumbled, gritting his teeth upon knowing what that meant. Lilian once again proceeded to slither like a snake towards the man, this time, she was able to sit on his lap, allowing her to wrap her hands on his neck. Max let out a pained grumble as the woman began grinding herself on his hardness. It was starting to cause unwanted carnal sensations all over his body that his mind was starting to give in. “Then fulfill your duty as the draconian prince. Show us your mettle and prove to us that you will not fail, oh great Alexander Maxwell Bonfier,” she whispered unto his ear making sure that her breast was press nicely into his body.

Tyler said. "Hop in," Tyler said and Valerie entered into the car and so did Tyler and they drove off to a car dealership to get a car. Tyler bought a white Bugatti Dovo for Valerie and even the plate number wasn't even on it yet. "This is very expensive," Valerie said. "Oh please. All my birthdays I've been gifted with pure gold necklaces and earrings that cost more than this limited car and yet I've only given you bags and shoes that are not even half the price of this car," Tyler said.

Oh Goddess, what had I become in just a few weeks? The soft click of the door made me jump. I hadn’t even heard him enter. “Penny for your thoughts, little mate,” Valentino drawled, his voice low and teasing, laced with that velvet edge that always sent heat pooling in my belly. I forced a bright smile and turned toward him. He leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed over his broad chest, wearing only low-slung black pants that hung dangerously on his hips. His dark hair was tousled, golden eyes sharp and knowing. Valentino was the eldest, the most controlled of the three, but I could see the wolf just beneath his polished surface.

"Yes, Natasha." "Can't you have a driver? You might get tired." Valerian's face was covered in amusement in a matter of seconds. "Well, I appreciate the concern but you know I don't get tired, Natasha." I averted my gaze. "If you say so." A couple of minutes had passed and Valerian's car arrived at the airport where we were. It's his black Bugatti Veyron. I knew he was serious when he said he was going to drive to Greece but gosh, he is really really really serious.

“Val, shouldn’t you be focusing on your driving right now?.” “Shouldn’t you tell your mate the truth so he should know what he’s expecting?.” “Valentino, stop it!.” Yves gritted his teeth. “That’s enough from you.” “Don’t snap at me with those ferocious teeth of yours.” Valentino said nonchalantly as he was very unconcerned if Yves even tried to chop his head off. “I’m just trying to help you or even more so help the two of you. I only asked a harmless question.”

Valentina replied smiling Ryan walked up to her and handed the flowers to her. "Thanks, but then are you here for the photo shoot?" She asked "Yeah... yeah I am." "Great, this place looks so beautiful." Valentina said walking around Ryan on the other hand walked up to her tapped her and knelt down, his right knee on the ground and his left leg bended slightly. Valentina's eyes opened wide, her jaw dropped seeing him that way. It dawned on her that he was about to ask for her hand when he brought out a blue box ring, and opened it. It was a diamond stone and imprinted in it was a R&V.

Valentino replied. Valentino was getting ready to go to the office and as usual he used a taxi to go to the group AL. One of his confidants actually suggested him to use the services of a regular taxi driver but he refused. This was because he didn't trust people other than the people he brought over from England. As he was intercepting a taxi, a car stopped in front of him. Agusta stuck his neck out a little. "Come in!" Agusta asked. Valentino approached Agusta's car. He bent slightly.

Valentino asked, pulling a staff member over without hesitation to ask where the most expensive car was. The staff member, probably not used to such directness, was surprised. “The most expensive car on display is over there, sir. I’ll show you.” The staff led us to the most expensive car. It was a red car, which seemed very suitable for a girl. I liked the car a lot. “How’s it going? Do you like it?” Valentino asked, looking at me. “Yes. This is fine,” I said, surprised by how generous Valentino was being.

So no matter what, she can never even be with him forever. ‘Too bad, hubby! A handsome man like you doesn’t deserve what lies ahead. If you were the man I saw before Connor, I would have loved you instead but then it was Connor and I am not like many other women.’ She thought. “Ah finally, we are home.” Connor’s voice sounded so cheerful and when Violet glanced through the tinted glass window, her jaw dropped at what she saw. “SO HUGE!” She exclaimed.

But his voice, cold and arrogant, shattered it. "Where are you? Lucy needs a necklace for a banquet. I remember you wore that custom Valentine's piece today. Bring it over quickly." A bitter laugh echoed in my chest, mingling with despair. He killed our child for Lucy Wicker, and now he wanted to take my Valentine's necklace and give it to her? "Do you even remember leaving me alone at the bridal studio?" I asked. Caught off guard, Mike paused for a moment before replying curtly, "Are you seriously holding a grudge over that? Wedding photos can be taken any time. Why are you being so petty?"