Adrian Mellon Novels & Stories

She grinned and Adrian stared at her flabbergasted. She batted her lashes at Draco and he melted? What? That sounded surreal. Draco listening to her? It almost sounded comical but he did see a hickey on her neck. Adrian jutted his chin out and rubbed it gently while giving all the clothes an appreciating look. "You did a spectacular job, future billionaire," Adrian said and she blinked at him, perking her ear. "What? Future what?" She asked with a cocked brow. "Billionaire, future billionaire. Do you know how many she-wolves are his diehard fans? Every single fabric would be sold out a couple of millions," Adrian said as his mind was calculating approx value and which item would start at whi

I don't like hearing about Adrian, especially not in connection to Sophia. As the MTV ended, a news segment started discussing Adrian. My ears perked up as the anchor's voice filled the room, “Breaking news in the entertainment world today! Adrian, the rising star known for his soulful songs and beautiful compositions, has taken a new turn in the spotlight. It turns out, he's not just any musician—Adrian is the only child of billionaire and business tycoon Jordan Roosevelt, owner of Crown Enterprises.”

Adrian’s voice was deadly. Matteo swallowed, eyes darting to the storm outside, then back to Adrian. “Maybe… you like it. Maybe you like me here. Maybe you want me just as much as you want her.” Selena’s stomach dropped. Elias’s laugh echoed like thunder. And Adrian—Adrian Cole, billionaire, untouchable, feared—looked like a man who had just been stripped naked in his own cage. Then Elias slipped out of Selena’s mouth fast. Selena used her hands to hold her mouth, cleaning if the spit and adjusting the sides of her mouth. Elias’s cock was huge as hell and sucking him for so long was definitely going to cause some mouth ache.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 《Adrian》 After my shift I headed home with groceries. I closed the door behind me and put the groceries on the counter. There was a note on the fridge. __________ I have to go, I'll be back in two weeks time. And if I find you with a growing belly but a skinny body I'll murder you. I love you. Melvin __________ I smiled to myself and sighed. All on my own once more. I had an appointment tomorrow. I had to get rest. I opened the fridge to see a dreamy chocolate cake standing proudly in the fridge. I laughed knowing it was brother's doing just so he could get me to eat.

Adrian nudged me. “Follow my lead,” he whispered before calling out, “Mr. Bennett! What a surprise seeing you here!” Bennett turned, squinting at us before breaking into a smile. “Adrian! What are you doing here?” “Just taking a little break from the office,” Adrian lied smoothly. “Thought I’d get some fresh air. And this is my wife, Mia.” I forced a smile and extended my hand. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Bennett.” “Likewise,” he said, shaking my hand warmly. “Are you two golfers?”

He was tall, dressed in an elegant suit with a very confident smile that made her anxious. "You seem new here," he commented, his voice flirting. "I'm Adrian." Miliani managed a small smile, unsure of what to say. "Hi," She responded. She should have been used to handling strangers by now but the way she always gets nervous makes her feel stupid sometimes. "You must be quite important to catch an invite to a place like this," Adrian continued, his eyes appraising her all over. "Whose daughter, are you? If I may know," he asked. His constant queries made Mili a bit uncomfortable but she could not arrange the right words to answer him.

The message is still on the screen. Don’t trust Adrian.

and too trendy and exactly what I needed to disappear into. I ordered a vodka martini and sat in the corner, trying to remember how to breathe. “That bad?” The voice was deep, with an accent I couldn’t quite place. Something Mediterranean, maybe. I looked up. He was tall—well over six feet—with broad shoulders filling out a black shirt that probably cost more than my rent. Dark hair pushed back from his face like he’d been running his hands through it. Sharp jaw. Full lips. Eyes so dark they were almost black, watching me with an intensity that made my stomach flip. Objectively devastating. The kind of man who made women do stupid things. “You could say that,” I managed. “Mi

he muttered. Adrian walked to the front of the armored SUV, his dark bespoke suit replaced by full tactical black, his obsidian eyes two dead pits of pure obsidian. He didn't look like a CEO anymore. He didn't look like a son. He was the Monster Silas had spent thirty years building, and he was finally heading home. "Let’s go," Adrian commanded. "The blood audit starts tonight." ADRIAN’S POV

“You sound pretty confident for someone under siege.” Adrian leaned back in his chair, his silver eyes sharp as blades. “Because they don’t understand something. Elena isn’t my weakness. She’s my strength. And anyone who touches her…” He paused, his voice dropping to a deadly whisper. “…will learn why crossing me is the worst mistake they’ll ever make.” Kelvin exhaled, a small grin tugging at his lips despite the tension. “Remind me never to get on your bad side.” Adrian ignored the comment, his mind already racing ahead. He needed to end this scandal quickly and brutally. For the company. For his name. But most of all—for her.