Adolphus Bridgerton Novels & Stories

"Don't mind him. He's upset that Christopher made a decision based on his heart rather than a business spreadsheet. He'll come around eventually." Eleanor guided me through the ballroom, introducing me to various family members and business associates. Most were polite, if reserved, their curiosity barely concealed behind practiced social smiles. I answered their questions with as much grace as I could muster, aware of Christopher's steady presence beside me the entire time. Then I saw her. Victoria Ashford stood near the bar, stunning in a blood-red gown that clung to every curve. Her blonde hair fell in perfect waves down her back, and her smile was sharp as a knife as she watched us appro

she asked softly. He didn’t answer. The door suddenly swung open behind them, breaking the fragile tension like glass shattering across marble. Ethan walked in, his usual effortless grin already in place, his tuxedo jacket slung casually over his shoulder. He stopped mid-step, glancing between them, reading the atmosphere in a single sweep. His brows lifted slightly, but the smile didn’t fade. “Well,” he said lightly, “this looks festive.” Evelyn didn’t turn toward him. She couldn’t. If she broke eye contact with Liam, she felt like something inside her would collapse completely.

It was one of those ones he has been giving her since tonight. The man beside him turned and she almost made a loud sound. He was the man from earlier, the angry one under her window. She saw the surprise in his face too but it quickly vanished. The man before her is entirely different from earlier now that she's seeing him in the light. Instead of black that she thought he's putting on earlier, he's wearing a navy blue tux. His face is perfectly sculptured like those men she sees In magazines. "Cassandra, This is Sebastian Spenser, Sebastian, this is Cassandra" Her father introduced.

"I can’t believe you invited him," I whispered to Ethan, my voice barely audible over the roar of the party. The lavish ballroom, with its shimmering chandeliers and gleaming marble floors, felt too cold, too perfect. The laughter of the guests seemed distant, disconnected. I kept my gaze fixed on the man who stood just across the room, a glass of champagne in his hand. Richard Calloway. Ethan's jaw tightened as he followed my stare. "You should be honored," he said, his tone low, controlled. "Calloway is one of the most powerful men in the city."

Adeline tightened her grip on his arm subtly. On seeing Bruno and Adeline's intimate entrance, Lizzie instinctively took a step back. The latter's deep-blue gown looked stunning under the lights, the glimmering diamonds adding an irresistible allure that left Bruno feeling slightly uneasy. Adeline felt a pang of regret. She had never considered that Lizzie could look so breathtaking in a luxurious gown. Even if Bruno didn't love her, he was still a man, one who wouldn't easily resist such a beauty. Adeline's hand involuntarily clenched. Bruno had made no attempt to hide his attraction to Lizzie. His gaze remained on her, almost as if he didn't want to look away.

“Her isn’t like any man in my family.” “Seems like your father had betrayed you instead of betrothed you. You are a young and beautiful woman. I see no reason he could not have found you a better spouse.” Adalene felt her cheeks grow hot. She could not show anger at the man who found something to fault her father with, not just because he was the Baron, but also because she also felt it to be true. She wasn’t sure about being beautiful. So far, he had only shown her kindness. He probably was again being kind to her by saying she was beautiful because she knew he had met so many beautiful aristocrats in his visits to the Duke and Paris.

He already knew where this was heading, but deep down, he did not want it to be true. "Morgan Hayford inherited all of her father's wealth, so she didn't really need anything from Adolphus" Fallon continued as he helped himself to the glass of milk. "She had a house of her own, so with the excuse of work, Adolphus spent more time playing alpha to his pack, but his heart was with his human bride."

Chapter 9: Besotted Prince Aldrich "You didn't really have to stop by for breakfast"Prince Aldrich says as he stared Lady Cateleya, the woman he chose as his Future bride, although now it seems his choice back then was a bit hasty.. He should have listened to his father's warning!

At this moment, Beatrice and Claire were on their way to her grandfather’s place, driving the BMW M8 that was given to Dorothy by Alex. Beatrice’s grandfather was Aidan Bardot. He has two daughters: Claire was the elder while the younger one was named Adrianna Bardot. Adrianna was much snobbish than Claire, she would always try to compare with Claire in every aspect. Ever since Claire’s husband, Henry Assex, went missing after a trip with his secretary, Adrianna insulted and looked down upon her every time they met.

he said. “What do you mean you can’t do this?” She asked “This union. The whole arrangement” he stated. “It seems wrong.” Victoria’s flawlessly formed eyebrows raised. “Wrong?” she inquired. “You’re telling me it’s wrong that you’re engaged to a woman from a respectable family?” “Yes,” he said firmly. “Bridget is not who you believe her to be.” Victoria sighed. “And who specifically do you think she is Carson?” She asked “She is a woman who spends her nights in clubs, who drinks excessively and who doesn’t care about anything serious.” He said.