Novel & Cerita Adam Driver N Word

She challenged, and the Alpha's eyes swung in her direction as Aimee dared to speak to him in such a manner. "It's the truth," Adam spoke up from his position, "Sweet little Jenny took me for a ride, but damned if she didn't like my bike better." The air was thick with tension as the club faced off against the Ladrona's. Adam's green eyes were crackling with barely banked fury as the thief in question gave him the one-fingered salute.

Kylynn yells. “YOU WEREN’T SUSPOSSED TO BE THE ONE WALKING INTO THE KITCHEN.” Lance yells back. “I think riding that crotch rocket all the time has fried his brain. He has been breathing in to much air pollution or something.” Tianya comments. “I do not ride a crotch rocket; that is just fucking insulting. My baby is a Harley.” Lance points out.

Adam laughed at his, his lips returning to my neck as he pulled off his own shirt. "I think the word you're looking for is perfect," he said, his hands sliding up my skirt. "No." I said. "That's not it..." "Sexy?" "No." "Then what?" I thought about it for a moment. "Primal." Adam smiled as he pulled off his belt. "Darling, I can show you primal..."

He gives me a smile and grabs my hand. (What’s your name mate?) he asks curiously. (I’m Mila Gibson and you?) I ask. (That’s a beautiful name. I’m Adam Thompson.) He replies. (What pack are you from Adam?) I ask innocently. (I’m the future beta of the Crescent Moon Pack.) He says proudly. I pull my hand away from him slowly, and he looks at me confused. (Is something wrong?) He asks confused. (I’m sorry, but I have plans and this is not part of them.) I whisper.

“This is outrageous.” Lotty expected Decker to answer. Instead, Adam did. “No,” he said, voice calm and sharp. “Outrageous is a war that should never have happened. Outrageous is that my people are dying so other packs could collect promises. Outrageous is someone using neutral authority to hide blood behind paperwork.” The room went still. Decker looked at Adam. So did Lotty. Adam’s eyes never left the councilman. “So if you are neutral,” he continued, “open your archives.”

, as he walked in. He mad fine. Too fine to be a driver. His dark skin glistened in the light, and his bright smile showcased his set of fine teeth. He was dressed in a clean, crisp uniform. His shoulders broad and strong, as they rippled beneath his shirt as he moved. "Good morning Ma'am, I'm Adam", he said, his voice smooth. I settled into a couch across from him, a notepad and pen in hand "So tell me a little about yourself", I said smiling.

“And the initials he always leaves under every message. Find out what it means.” ******************************** “Sir, give me your orders,” Adam's driver requested. Adam picked up the bottle of water from the car's console and took a large gulp. Then he sighed but didn't respond. The thought that something bad had happened to Valerie was weighing him down. The way he felt about her was more than just wanting to get into her pants. He had probably not realized it yet, but he actually cared for her. Her beauty, her curvy body, her brains, and the fact that she was playing hard to get drove him nuts.

“We are,boss, just the remaining files to be attended to.” “Oh.. alright. I'll sort them out” he said, pulling the files closer to himself. The receptionist nodded and turned to leave when Jace’s voice stopped her. “Please, kindly call me Adam,” Jace said. Adam is his driver. The receptionist nodded and exited. In a few seconds, his driver stepped into the office. “Here I am, sir,” Adam said with his hands held at his back. “Yes. Get the white Limousine ready” he said, his voice confident and clear.

I said excitedly, “You are buying taking me to Nancy's today for that ice cream.” “I doubt you'll want to collect the bowl of ice cream from me when you don't even talk to me,” Adam said, pushing the skateboard he was lying on out from under the car. A look of horror crossed my face and my eyes almost popped out of their sockets as I stared at Adam who looked even more gorgeous in overall with soot patches on his face.