Novel & Cerita Valerie Willis

Marcus wasn’t sure. Valerie turned on the TV and put on Serenity’s favorite show to keep her occupied while she got ready for work. She washed up and went to her small wardrobe to find something to wear. Most employees at the office wore standard company shirts, which they could pair with skirts or pants. Lately, Valerie had been sticking exclusively to pants.

“You didn’t attend Mr. Xavion’s birthday party, Mrs. Waller. Is there any trouble in paradise?” “Not at all!” Valerie smiled confidently and silenced the opposition in one shot. “I was struggling with health issues after a miscarriage. The doctors prescribed me a strict bed rest for recovery. And Xavion didn’t even want to celebrate his birthday, but I insisted on it.” Valerie flexed her exemplary mated life, stealing the spotlight of the party. Her unannounced appearance stirred gossip among guests.

“LetRed me page three, lemme know what's been going on so far.” Georgia flipped to page three. “As you know Valentina married Lucas Caruso in November,” she said, matter-of-fact. “No public announcement before, and just private ceremony with no family invited. She moved into Bellavista Hills shortly after. Valentina is currently involved in a campaign for children’s healthcare as an ambassador of the Vescari foundation but she was put on a paid leave few weeks ago after a scandal Alecia was involved in. Aisha, the current sitting CEO on seat asked me personally if you would attend the upcoming screening event, she sent an official invite yesterday.”

The woman gazing back at her was not the demure, abused kid Sebastian had sought to break. She was Valeria Jayne—the catwalk diva. And she was there. At her side, Manager Kim jittered with her earpiece, watching Valeria in the mirror. "You sure this is a good idea?" she dared, her voice taking on a concerned tone. "You can still back out." Valeria braced her shoulders, determination set in the line of her jaw. "No." Her response was adamant. "I need this." Kim groaned and shook her head. "You're gutsy, I'll give you credit."

One of the assistants hurried away. Livvy suddenly looked uneasy. "Matteo...lingerie…" He turned to look at her confused. "Valentina…well she is incredibly shy." He smiled reassuringly. "Don’t worry…we'll make her comfortable." At that exact moment the curtain opened again. Valentina stepped out wearing her own clothes, looking immensely relieved. "So..." she asked hopefully. "We're done?" Matteo hesitated. "Almost." He explained the missing campaign photographs. The moment he mentioned posing in lingerie with a male model, the colour drained from her face. "I... I can't." Her voice was quiet, shaky. "I don't like strangers touching me." She took an involuntary step backwards.

Everyone was staring as Lewis tucked the gun away and walked towards me grabbing my hand and dragging me away. He pulled me behind a pillar with my back against the cold concrete pillar blocking the view, “what the hell was that?” he asked clearly annoyed and agitated. “A drunk male approaching me” I said bluntly and I could see his nose flaring as he clenched his hand into a fist, “this isn’t a place you can just talk to whoever you want Valerie” he said through his gritted teeth. I snickered back in response and rolled my eyes before narrowing them, “are you jealous that another man can take me?” I asked leaning in closer.

“No, you can’t. I’m not going.” Lady Vivianne looked more irritated than a cat in a rainstorm. “Oh, shut up, Valerie. It’s done and the agreement is signed. Where exactly do you think you’ll go? You have nothing. You are nothing.” Sonia smirked. “She’s right, you know. You’re just an Omega and a knocked-up one at that. Who would even want you? At least this way, you’re good for something.” She wrinkled her nose. “Even if it’s just as a punching bag for some brute.”

she said, her voice quieter now, “I’m totally turning our future kids into ninja assassin snack bandits. These three have nothing on what I’m gunna train.” He groaned. “Why are you like this?” “Because peace is boring,” she whispered, a soft grin curling her lips. “And I am W.I.L.D., baby.” Later That Night The moon hung low in a sky stained copper, casting a dusky hue over a cracked, hollow valley. Smoke coiled like serpents through the air, and ash fluttered down like broken feathers. Serenya stood barefoot in the center of it all, the ground beneath her still warm, still bleeding from something ancient and unspoken.

Inside the house, Patricia watched Valerie drag her luggage out of the Watson's residence. Her lips curled to a smile. I've finally gotten rid of that pest, and now no one can ever stop me from being the only favorite daughter of my father. … Six years later, Valerie walked into her apartment at Northridge, where she had been living after her stepmother threw her out of the house. It was a small, but comfortable apartment. In her hand was a dismissal letter. She just lost her job. This was the third job she got this year, and she just lost it again. Why are men always lusting for my body?

The man chuckle as he grab lady Becky by her hair " What is with that expression? Aren't you happy that am till alive. Darling!" ————————— Bailey: "Don't you think using my solution is way faster and reliable!" The little assistant has got even more cubby and was currently wearing a causal clothing, He was stuffy his mouth with popcorn as he talked to his host. Taika was taking her time to comb her hair, her status is now a completely level. She now the first lady of the mansion and no more a drity push-over. Taika only calmly smiled at her cute assistant but her glaze was still on the huge blue screen in front of her.