Adrian Mellon Novels & Stories

And this time? Adrian was out for blood.

Adrian leaned forward, his face inches from hers one last time, a dangerous, intensely captivating smile touching the corners of his lips. "It’s not for your utility bills, Honey,” Adrian whispered, his voice dripping with a casual, terrifying power that made her blood run hot. "Use it to buy whatever you want. A new wardrobe, a new skyscraper... or the absolute pride of your enemies. The next time someone like Julian Thorne mentions a financial debt to you, don't waste your breath negotiating. Buy their lending bank and terminate their contract. Remind them exactly whose shadow you walk in."

I sucked in a breath and bit down on the retort starting to swirl over my tongue. “Adrian, come here.” Killian snapped his fingers and a young man appeared. Adrian couldn’t have been older than his mid-twenties. He wasn’t very tall, but what he lacked in height he made up in muscle. Soft brown hair, bright green eyes. I eyed him skeptically and stepped closer to Killian. “Is the car ready?” “Yeah, Boss. It’s been idling for a while. Should be nice and toasty.” Adrian didn’t so much as glance at me as he spoke. He had a strange accent I couldn’t place. He wasn’t from the East Coast, I knew that much.

The scent of expensive scotch and woodsy cologne preceded him, filling the room with his overwhelming presence. Melissa’s eyes found me instantly, sparking with predatory glee. “Well, look who’s still awake,” she drawled, her voice thick with mock surprise. I remained silent, a statue in the shadows. Melissa tilted her head, her gaze raking over me as if examining an unsightly stain on the marble. “Elena Hamilton,” she continued, her tone dripping with honeyed poison. “The loyal little wife, still playing the martyr.” Adrian didn’t even glance my way. He moved past me to the liquor cabinet, pouring a fresh amber liquid into a tumbler as if I were a piece of the furniture.

adrianna scans melissa thoroughly, "are you hiding anything from me?" melissa looks away from adrianna immediately, she had been working as a personal bodyguard for adriana for years now, adrianna had always treated melissa like her own daughter not minding the fact that she was a mere bodyguard, truly she had no grudges held against adrianna but melissa wouldn't let anything stand in her way of attaining power and nadir is a huge blockage, "no i won't dare hide anything from you adriana"

“I’m listening.” The corner of Adrian’s lips curled into a slight smile. “I know you have your reasons for wanting to undermine Kaitlyn. And I have mine for wanting to see Estefan’s world come crashing down. I think together, we can achieve more than either of us could alone,” he replied smoothly. “You have information and motives that align with mine. I have resources and access that could be beneficial to your goals.” Melissa considered his words carefully, sipping her cocktail as she pondered the proposal. She then leaned forward, a little narrowing her eyes at Adrian. “And how exactly do you plan to do that?”

It was Adrian Bishop, a billionaire known for his cutthroat business tactics and an unwavering obsession with Ethan's success. "Amelia, Ethan, how lovely to see you," Adrian greeted us, his voice dripping with false charm. "I have a proposition for you. Care to join me for a little game of chance?" Ethan and I exchanged a glance, a mix of curiosity and caution flickering in our eyes. We had heard tales of Adrian's high-stakes gambling ventures, where fortunes were won and lost in the blink of an eye. We knew better than to underestimate his cunning and the lengths he would go to in order to achieve his goals.

Her mom, Ella Payne, smacked her lightly on the back of her hand and said, "Stop staring. You'll never be able to get anywhere close to people like him." Adrian didn't even spare them a glance. He walked straight past the first-floor hall, his leather shoes clicking and echoing loudly against the marble floors. He paused for a second when he passed Melvin, giving him a once-over from head to toe, then back up again. Then, he left without another word. Melvin's face turned red, then pale. He'd recognized Adrian. That was his company's biggest client, the kind that even his own boss would have to be careful around with.

Adryan is my HOME. THE END