Vox X Valentino Novelas e Histórias

“Stop exaggerating Lance, seven days isn't a lot. I'm just going to catch up with my friend and have a little fun, you can also have some fun while you're here.” “I still don't get why I can't join you.” Violet sighed, resisting the urge to yell at him to stop being clingy. “Look Lance, I'll be back before you know it so..” Lance threw his arms around Violet, hugging her tightly. “Please come back quickly.” Violet froze. She hugged him back hesitantly. “I love you, Xenia.” Right. He recognized her as Xenia. Violet pulled away from the hug and walked out the door and out of the inn.

He blabbered like a mad man but the officer’s next words made him fall on his knees. " I am sorry Mr. Valentino but this is true. Xavier Valentino is no more.” Sometimes things just don’t go the way we plan. ____________________________________ Next will be updated soon. Don’t forget to like and comment. Don’t forget to follow me here and on I*******m you can simply search marwians. I purple you.

CHAPTER 1: NO-SAFEWORD CONTRACT VALENTINA’S POV I’m Valentina Voss. Yes, that Voss, the one who buys companies for breakfast and fires CEOs before lunch. At twenty-eight, I own boardrooms. I silence men twice my age with a single arched brow. I have a net worth that could fund a small war. My life is armor: tailored suits that hug my curves, Louboutins sharp enough to draw blood, and a reputation so icy it could freeze hell.

•CAMILLA• ‘Valentino’s dead?’ I shook my head, scoffed in disbelief, grabbed my cell phone, and scrolled through the internet; it was filled with RIPs on Valentino’s social media, nearly stopping my heart. “It must be a coincidence. I don’t think Santino’s responsible. He’s not a murderer. He wouldn’t have done it, not over a pink Maserati,” I muttered under my breath as I turned off the TV and went to the bathroom.

Behind the heavy doors of his study, Valen was seated at his desk, his focus unwavering on the documents before him. The room around him was elegant in its simplicity—dark wood, rich tapestries, and the faint scent of leather and parchment filled the air. The dim lighting cast shadows across his sharp features, enhancing the undeniable beauty that had always marked him. Valen was a masterpiece of vampire allure. His face, perfectly sculpted, held a quiet but overwhelming intensity. High cheekbones, a strong jawline, and lips that, even in their neutral state, seemed to hold the promise of something dangerous.

I gulp, watching with wide eyes as my heart begins to race faster, and I reach for Savannah, crushing her to me. The taxi driver throws his hands up in the air, slamming them back down on his steering wheel as he curses out loud. He has no idea why the black SUV has cut him off or who they belong to. The doors to the SUV open and I Inhale a shaky breath when I see Don Valentino exiting it. He doesn't have his usual pissed-off expression staining his complexion. It's been replaced with a very fucked off expression and with each stride, he takes towards the taxi, his eyes cloud over with the devil dancing in them.

Xanthis said, running a hand through his hair. Few minutes later, the door opened and in walked Valentino with a pretty red head latched to his side. Dre noticed that he looked different from the last time he'd seen him. He looked really pale, not in a healthy way. He had dark bags under his eyes and his previously shorter hair was now as long as Dre's. He looked very nervous, Dre could tell by the way his gaze kept flicking from him to Xanthis. Both men stared at each other, silently. Really, Dre didn't know what to say and clearly Val was speechless too. The red haired lady beside him nudged him in the rib.

Valentino's gaze was serious. "I'm not interes-" Jaxon's words were cut short as Valentino attacked again. This time, Jaxon managed to block the hit, but the force nearly knocked him off balance. Valentino attacked again, but Jaxon dodged, causing Valentino's punch to hit the wall instead. The wall cracked. "Shit, you could've destroyed my handsome face," Jaxon complained. Valentino was huge, strong, and had swift reflexes. His hits were brutal. Jaxon had seen him smash one of Fernandez's men's heads against a wall, leaving his brains spilling out.

“Well, you don’t look you best tonight, but hey, I guess we can’t please everyone.” “Someone is mad.” “So, what’s this party all about?” “You’ll find out soon enough.” He went back to pressing his phone, leaving me to look out the window since I had been stupid enough to drop my phone in my car earlier today. After what seemed like hours of driving, the car came to a halt. “We’re here.” Valentino picked up a box from the floor of the car, next to his feet. He opened the box to reveal a black, diamond-studded choker.

A perfect timing. "Welcome, Mr xanvier". His baritone voice sound better than it was over the phone. "Please,sit down". He continued with his strong Italian accent as he pointed to the empty office chair in front of him "I am so glad to have you here. We have heard so much about you, and we hope you can put in more efforts here." He concluded with a smile on his face. He looks perfect with a chiseled jaw and a full lips. The smile etching on his face reveals a set of white teeth.