Adrian And Marinette Novels & Stories

"At this level of participation, we could probably just put a photo of you in your seat on the wedding day and call it good." Richard, who was sitting nearby with a coffee in hand, ducked his head and laughed under his breath. Only then did Adrian look up. "I am participating." Margaret raised a brow. "Oh really?" Adrian gave the list in his hand a little shake. "I cut more than seventy people. Including the Alphas of three different packs." Richard instantly put down his mug. "Adrian. You cannot do that." "They’re not coming for the wedding." Adrian picked up a pen and crossed off another name, his face cool and unimpressed. "They’re coming to talk business with me."

"Guess you'll have to start calling me 'mom' now!" "That's right, that's right. Your new 'mom' here will take care of all the company stuff, so you don't blow through what's left of our assets!" Marvin said. Adrian could not take another second. He stormed out, the door banging shut behind him. However, Marvin, bold as brass, just took Yvette out on his arm, mingling with the high society. Before long, the Smith men's scandal of 'sharing the same trough' became the whispered punchline among their peers.

She replied sarcastically as Adrian looked up at her. "Crush? Who the hell are you talking about now?" He asked sincerely confused about it. "Your new girlfriend you made while swimming?" She said as Adrian realized who she was talking about. "Oh Hannah, geez she is just a friend that I made today, I told you I am all yours. Nobody is stealing you from me. You have to stop being jealous everytime someone tends to talk to me and I respond..do you want me to shun every woman away." He asked as Marie scowled as she looked away.

Adrian hug his wife gently . " I also hope the space will become your most advantage , so.... come home safely okay .Elina snuggles in her husband embrace . " Ermmm..... nothing will happen baby . I will fill the space with many things needed for my safety okay " Adrian comforts her . He still have two days before he have to go to the north camp. He then coax his wife to sleep because it is only one in the morning now.

“There isn’t much to say.” Marcus smirked. “That’s not what your message last night suggested.” Adrian leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his hair. Marcus studied him carefully. “Her name is Lena, right?” “Yes.” “And she’s a writer.” Adrian nodded. Marcus tapped his fingers lightly on the table. “So what’s the problem?” “There isn’t one.” Marcus laughed quietly. “Adrian, I’ve known you for ten years. When you say there’s no problem, it usually means there’s a very large problem.”

Grandfather Jonathan leaned toward Grandma Marie. “Damien is in love” he chuckled. “Completely gone.” But Marie didn’t smile. “I just hope love doesn’t make him weak.” Among the crowd, Adrian sat stiffly in his seat, with his jaw clenched, fingers curled and his eyes…burning. It was hard for him to believe that the woman walking down that aisle…Was once his. The thought clawed at his chest like something alive. Beside him, Livia shifted slightly, glancing at him nervously. “Adrian…”

Adrian would be there tonight, and it was obvious she was dressing for him. Marcus, one of the only men on staff, enjoyed the attention. Women constantly teased him, squeezing his arms when they needed heavy lifting done. He leaned into it, laughing, flexing a little more than necessary. He looked ready to stir trouble tonight. Adrian, the other man in our group, was different. He was thirty-two, married with three kids, and half the time seemed bored by school chatter. He spent nights out drinking heavily, maybe chasing the youth he thought he missed. I’d seen him exchange comments with Tasha, but it was clear she wasn’t really his type.

"And maybe Mariano left you exactly because of that. Because you have no fucking substance." And I walked away, but it didn't feel like I had won. Mariano was at the bar, talking to Aidan. He looked every bit the mafioso he was, with the slightest hint of his gun peeking through a gun holster, and the careful, calculative look in his eyes. Aidan left Mariano and I alone after a while, and he talked to other people, while I smiled politely at everyone. "Do you want another drink?" He asked when we were finally alone.

*** In the days and weeks that followed, Adrienne and Martin embarked on a remarkable journey of travel and exploration. For Martin, it was a truly extraordinary adventure, one he yearned to savor every moment of alongside Adrienne, fully aware that their time together was limited. Soon, she would have to return to her family. To Adrienne, the experience was an exhilarating whirlwind filled with joy and surrender. Each destination they visited held a precious memory, intertwined with the blossoming romance. Whether strolling hand in hand through the vibrant streets of Paris or indulging in laughter over gelato in Rome, their connection grew with every passing day.

Mara said to Adrian who scoffed at her. "It seems like you have forgotten who you are, Mara. You are not only my mate but also the Luna of Moonstone Pack, and attacking you will be the same as attacking Moonstone Pack, and I'm sure that Derek is very well aware of that, so he won't dare go as far as attacking you after learning that you are my mate, and I, on the other hand, am not going to pay attention to any rubbish he's going to say about you," Adrian said to Mara with a reassuring tone.