Adrian Mellon Novels & Stories

I wanted to see you badly because I miss you Whoahh Did I really say that? Wow She looks shocked BLUE MAID What? He missed me? He made that up because he wanted to see me? But why I don't understand I wanted to speak but I didn't know what to say Adrian : I.. Well, I'm traveling soon. I won't be around for something. So I wanted to see you and tell you I scratched my head I was still standing in that position Me: ohhh, where are you going? Adrian : to Glasgow, the government house Grand Opening

He looked at the door as a low growl escaped his chest, and though we were in the bank, the man didn’t seem to care. “What?” I asked, trying to process what the man was saying. “Mattia, on my mark, take her to the vault.” He said, and Mattia nodded. “I am not going anywhere…” the wall in front of us exploded before I could finish my sentence. And the man let out a growl that I didn’t think that I heard before. Screams and wails of fear filled the bank, but I could tell that no one understood what was going on. My heart raced and my ears rang as the memory, which was still fresh in my head, played in shots again as I found my body hitting the ground. Both Mario and I stood, as if the explosio

She listened, nodded, and looked straight at me. “Mr. Adrian would like to speak with you in his office. He said it’s important.” My stomach dropped. Adrian? As in Adrian Voss — the thirty-eight-year-old billionaire who owned half of New York, this mall, and probably half the people in it? The guy whose face was on every magazine cover, always with a different model on his arm? I played dumb, but my pulse was seriously racing. “Uh… tell him I’m with my dad. We’re kind of in a hurry.”

He was shirtless. He sped toward Elder Xan, who was busy sinking his fangs into the neck of the trumpet player he had overpowered. Adrian grabbed Xan and slammed him against the wall with brutal force. The wall cracked on impact. Xan crumpled to the ground, unconscious, as Adrian released him. “In my office in twenty minutes,” Adrian said as he walked past me and headed for the exit. Medics came running toward the wounded. I helped support the injured men, but they couldn’t save the trumpet player. He passed away a few minutes after they arrived.

Adrian's apartment? *****

he remarks, waggling his eyebrows. “For sure,” I agree. “I’ll take any chance to be out in nature, and it’s a bonus if it involves endorphins or adrenaline. Totally my jam.” Reid flashes me that sexy half-smile, taking the hem of his shirt in a hand and dragging it up to wipe sweat from his brow. My eyes immediately fall to his well-defined ab muscles and that tantalizing v-shape of his Adonis belt. It does something to me, twisting up my insides, making my core throb with need.

After half an hour, I finally arrived at the mall, ready for some shopping. Stepping out of the car, I gazed at the magnificent entrance. Perhaps, once Sierra became Luna, I would bring her here and let her choose whatever her heart desired. Just as I was about to enter the mall, I froze upon hearing a familiar voice—a voice I had hoped never to hear again. "Hey, Dean, old friend, it's been a while." I turned around and came face to face with Drake. He hadn't changed a bit. His dark blue eyes and gray hair intrigued me, as I wondered about his fondness for that color.

he dropped his hands and tried to get up. "On your knees!" Vini shouted, and I gestured for him to calm down. "Do you know who I am?" I asked. The man looked familiar, like I had seen him somewhere, although I couldn't place him. "Of course, I know who you are. You are Dominic Montego, the Don of the Montego empire." "And you are?" Clearly, the man knew all about me while I knew nothing about him. His knowledge of me had me curious. "I didn't know that my fame had reached far and wide." I looked around the deserted landscape.

Evelyn sighed, "It's the Lincoln Designs." Adrian's expression tightened with concern. "That doesn't make sense. You're more than qualified for any position." Evelyn was surprised, "I didn't tell you what position I am applying for. So, did you know about that?" He clears his throat, "Of course. It's all on the web," he lied. Adrian is the owner of that company, the real him. He's the Heir of the Lincoln Designs, but he didn't tell Evelyn about it. He wanted to see people's perspectives when he was a nobody to everyone, he wanted to know who would stay with him no matter what.

He was shirtless and was only in boxer. His pretty facial features frowned slightly, and he seemed to be deep in thought, totally ignoring the bulge that was visible inside his boxer. He was Adrian, Quinn's elder who was transferred to Milan and was given a better rank as there is no one in Milan who didn't know of him but no one in the real world knew that the gorgeous ass man they are dreaming to just take a look at is not only a Mafia belonging to the underworld but also works for Land of Mercy.