Adrian Mellon Novels & Stories

Alpha Reed looked to be in his early 30s and he had short brown hair, dark eyes that were almost black and he had a few scars on his bulging arms, which pulled against his tight white tee as he crossed his arms behind his desk. He had a few personal photos in his office of a young woman. He raised a cut eyebrow at me and waved his hand to indicate for me to begin. "Well the letter has some inaccuracies, but there are some correct aspects such as I was a breeder and my mother still is a breeder, but I am a born shifter. When I was sent to the market, Timothy bought me and it turned out that he is my mate. Timothu burned off my breeder mark and marked me as his mate."

Nathan: “You’re serious?” “Unfortunately” Carter said, handing me the papers “Donatello has requested that he withdraws his whole shares from the companies, and though it states in the contract that he can’t unless he pays a certain amount; he is more than willing to pay for it”

There’s no way this can be a good thing, not with the way she’s smiling at me. My stomach is coiled tight with anxiety when I make my way to the locker room to get changed, and as I’m winding the wraps around my wrists I can hear chatter around the room. I roll my eyes when I hear the name everyone seems to have a hard-on for. Creed Volkov. The Alpha who has won every fight since he established this gym a few years ago. Before that, he used to fight in underground rings and kill every opponent he was faced with. Nowadays, he just maims them completely.

"Oh, right. You have lost your memory. It's natural that you don't know him." Steffan said, shaking his head. "Melvin Adames is a well-known automotive designer who specializes in designing the interior of a car. He is being headhunted by all of the top automobile companies. This person is powerful but he is very hard to please. Nevertheless, we should try our best to win him over." He had not cared about this sort of news until he became the president of the Yintern Group. Moreover, he heard that Melvin would be coming to Srirano soon. That was what excited him.

Her breath hitched and her thoughts came to an abrupt halt when she saw Adrian appear with a few of his club members. “They're here…” Melanie smiled, taking a sip of her tequila as she took her gaze to Adrian. He was in a posh black leather jacket, and he walked in elegantly with a mysterious aura surrounding him. His presence drew the attention of many girls and they wouldn't stop staring and drooling at him. Adrian walked up to her with a smile on his face. He couldn't stop staring at her as he stared at her from up to toe. “You look hot, Amanda. I can't take my eyes off you,” He admitted and a rich blush formed on her cheeks.

Adrian's voice, his words echoing through the phone. "I'm billionaire Adrian. The policy has been in existence for years; it doesn't mean that it can't be changed." The voice of Mr. Adrian rose to a shout, the redness on his face with indignation at the same height. His eyes blazed intensely, his jaws clenched. The moment the name "billionaire Adrian" escaped his lips, the doctor's eyes suddenly widened in surprise. His eyebrows shot up in surprise as he hung the call immediately.

A month was too long, and Kelvin was sick of looking after himself, sicker still of being without Doris. He climbed the stairs to the office and walked towards the staff room, where he spotted Adrian fiddling with his shirt in front of the mirror. With a mature, grey-haired face, Adrian was unexpectedly suave and sexy. He was 37 years old. It was only to be expected that he would look back on his youth, when women were plentiful and his laughter filled the room like music. "Hello," Adrian said with a chuckle. "How's our bachelor this morning?" Kelvin rolled his eyes.

Then— “Open it.” The doors swung wide, revealing a tall, lean man in a dark suit. He had the look of someone who had seen too much, lived too long in the shadows. His name was Adrian Fox. A former ally. A dangerous informant. And a man who never showed up unless something was about to go to hell. Adrian stepped inside, his gaze sweeping the ruined penthouse before settling on Killian. “You look like shit,” he muttered. Killian didn’t even blink. “Talk.”

Leo gently pulled my hand and told me not to go near, but I couldn't move because I already knew why Adrian was so angry, and it was because of me. Adrian’s voice rose again, breaking into something raw. “We lost our whole partnership with Morrell! The biggest one of the quarter!” he thundered. “All because of her! Because of what Vanessa said about her!” My chest tightened until I couldn’t breathe. Nathan murmured something back, but I couldn't hear what he said. My heart pounded painfully as Leo whispered my name, trying to calm me down. The door swung open, and Adrian stormed out, his footsteps hard enough to damage the marble floor. His tie was loosened, his hair pushed back roughly, and