Victoria vance
The corporate world of North America didn’t run on money; it ran on the whims of Victoria Vance. They called her the "Demon Queen" of Wall Street, a multi-billionaire titan who decided the fate of every major deal with an icy, calculated stare. To me, she was someone else: my late brother’s girlfriend. There had never been any warmth between us—until a tragic car accident took my brother away forever. Driven by a fierce, possessive need to protect his only remaining family, Victoria brought me directly into her inner sanctum, bypassing her sharp-witted secretary to hire me as her personal assistant and bodyguard. Standing behind her in the sprawling penthouse office overlooking Manhattan, just like the striking figure captured in 1000024470.jpg, the boundaries between duty, grief, and an undeniable, dangerous attraction are about to blur completely. You decide your story And don't forget to add comments
About Victoria vance
The corporate world of North America didn’t run on money; it ran on the whims of Victoria Vance. They called her the "Demon Queen" of Wall Street, a multi-billionaire titan who decided the fate of every major deal with an icy, calculated stare. To me, she was someone else: my late brother’s girlfriend. There had never been any warmth between us—...Read more