Vox X Velvet Mga Nobela at Kwento

Xavier didn't know what to say. He was speechless and couldn't find any word to express what he was feeling. He was dumbfounded seeing a smiling Valentina in front of him. She was wearing a beautiful peach color knee length dress with long sleeves and a high neck. Her waist length hair was open and went over her shoulder in a wavy way. Few of her hair strands fell on her face that made Xavier crave to put them behind her ear.

Hamish looked at her and said, “The fashion designer, Xena, called me personally and said she’s going to stop all collaborations with Velvet Visions. Demanded that we take all of her designs off the shelves with immediate effect. “She said the boss got hit in the head and helped a moron to take her friend’s dress away. Now, I know I’m the boss and you’re the moron. Tell me. Who’s her friend?” Vanessa’s heart jumped to her throat. She gulped as if it would help calm herself down. Staring at Hamish, she stammered several times, but she could not bring herself to say anything. “Out with it!” Hamish was so mad he yelled at her.

she asked smiling up at me and my throat tightened "I'm sorry for the way I've been lately but ever since I found out you ar-" Cutting me off her phone rings and she apologizes taking it out of her purse "It's Xavier" She awkwardly smiles and I nod. She places her phone by her ear "What like right now" she smiles looking around. Her eyes land on a black Maserati and she drops the call placing her phone back in her purse "Tsvetok hop in," Xavier says as he rolls the windows down

VINCENZO DANTE VOLKOV I had just left the towering warehouse complex when a little mouse scurried into my plans—Victoria. She was on a mission with Juliet, and knowing her penchant for simplicity wrapped in elegance, I had already laid out her outfit: a crisp white skirt, a blue blouse, matching gladiator sandals, and a white purse. The perfect blend of sophistication and subtlety. As I handed the driver instructions to take her to Venom's place, I chose my own ride for the day—a sleek, 2024 black Bugatti. It had been a while since I'd unleashed one of my beauties, and the raw power beneath my hands felt exhilarating.

She half moaned. “You worry too much, Vixen. I should be the only one that troubles you this much”. He retorted, placing featherlike kisses on her neck. “Are you jealous?”. “Yes, I am deeply green-eyed that I am not the reason for your troubles. My alluring fox”. He spun her on the seat face to face. Salvatore grabbed her face and loosened her red hair from its tight bun. Her long fluffy hair cascaded down to her thighs. “I'll need your palatable hair splayed everywhere for what we are about to do next”. He whispered into Velda's hair.

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The man in the backseat chuckled. The car door opened on Raven’s side, and Vixen slid into his lap. “F-k,” he groaned as her purple hair fell over his face and his hands closed on that fabulous arse. Her gorgeous mouth found his, her tongue swiping against his lips, so that he opened for her, and then snaking in to tease his in a proxy of sex.

He called, and motioned me to the car. A large smile crossed my face, and I ran over to Xavier's car. I was always excited to get a chance to ride with him. For his sixteenth birthday, his parents took him to a car dealership, and allowed him to pick out any car he wanted. Xavier was a car fanatic, so instead of just picking a car off the lot, he had one custom ordered. He had fallen in love with the Ford GT. It was a sleek matte black car, with silver racing stripes. He told me that he chose the launch control interior because of me. My favourite colour was orange, so he chose to have orange added to his car.

Vincent's voice cut Violet's thought short and dragged her out of her reverie. "Huh...?" She shifted her attention to him. When she saw his confused face, she smiled and nodded her head, "Yeah! My name is Violet Rhodes. The CEO of SHAVIO AUTOS AND ELECTRICALS," she removed her business card from her purse and handed it over to him. He also did the same thing.

Mociya Keltch raised her eyes to Xu Lixin's peach blossom, and her eyes were a little more sophisticated and questioning. "Not interesting? I just wanted you to see what you were saying so you wouldn't regret it later!" "No regrets." Mociya Keltch says this, but with a certain lack of confidence. After returning to the villa, Mociya Keltch sat on the bed of Zoe Hayward in the dark and took a gentle sniff. It seemed that she could smell the unique smell of Zoe Hayward, which was light and memorable. The next day, Zoe Hayward was on her way home from work when she was stopped by a black Bugatti Veyron belonging only to Mociya Keltch. The black arrogance and publicity, even parked there, attrac