Adriana Dukic 소설 & 이야기

a woman insisted while pointing at me. My blood suddenly warmed at what she said. I looked hard at Alpha while waiting for his reaction. "Stop it, Adriana. You have no right to accuse my mate," he said firmly. "Sorry, Alpha. It's just based on what I noticed," Adriana apologized. Adriana is one of the female gammas who embarked on an intense training. She is the sister of Eloisa, who is a library manager. Eloisa, who is also one of the women who aspires to become a Luna.

"It's Clarisse and my friend is Twila. What is your name?" "Adrian" "Nice to meet you Adriana" "It's Adrian. The a at the end is silent" Clarisse nodded, intrigued by the woman. She was beautiful and strong. Judging from her muscles, it seemed like she spent a lot of time at the gym lifting weights.Maybe she wasn't lying about practicing Kung Fu. All of a sudden, Clarisse wanted to befriend her. They were strangers but she felt some kind of connection between them. She couldn't explain where it had come from but it was there.

Brent comments. Now that I think about it, the black-haired girl does look familiar. The four of us walk over to their table and introduce ourselves. Soon drinks are placed in front of them, and the conversation starts flowing. Her name is Everly, and she is 21. She just graduated from Duke with her MBA in business. The next few hours felt like a dream. The two of us talked, danced, and flirted. Although I swear, she acted like she couldn’t believe I was interested in her. We left the club together and ended up back at my house. __FLASHBACK END__

I said to James. "Has it been that long since your last visit?" he asked. "Her name is Adriana, and she has been here for about six months. She is an accomplished pianist and has a beautiful voice. She is quite stunning, and we are lucky to have her." "She isn't on our books as having permission to be working out of the pack lands or here," I said somewhat pointedly. James looked at me in shock.

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

I can even feel Danika’s bewilderment. The woman finally releases me and takes a step back, looking me up and down. “You’re even more frighteningly beautiful in person,” she says quietly. “What?” I question sharply. Has she seen me before? Who is she? “My name is Adelaide. Adrian asked me to help you.” She says briskly. I calm down enough to take her in properly; she looks to be in her mid-forties, with burgundy hair that looks perfectly wind swept, her nose and cheekbones are dotted with freckles, and her eyes are black as the void.

I was going to be the one to do it one way or the other, I needed to play this game. The door opened without warning, and I quickly slipped back into character, fragile, sweet, grateful. I looked up with wide eyes as the woman I had come to destroy stepped into the room. Sienna De Luca. She didn’t speak right away. Her gaze swept over me, taking in the sight of me still in the robe the maids had given me. She looked too calm, too unreadable. I exposed my leg just enough for her to see it, to know that I was this exposed, this easily seen to him. But I knew that Damon would not be foolish. He would not tell her that he was here. I would have to be the one to do it.

Even seeing the angry eyes on my sister doesn’t make my cock calm down. Almost a year without me being with anyone. Even if Adriana was truly gone, I know very well I couldn’t look at another woman and find her attractive. Adriana has ruined me for everyone. How could she ever think I didn’t want her? I’m obsessed with her. “I found that in the library.” Daciana huffs, like she just did some hard labor. She was a Lycan but she acted like a delicate damsel most of the time. No one should fall for it though. I’ve seen men that underestimate die at the end of her dagger before they even realized.

She smiled, holding my hands in hers. “We’ll enlighten you ladies on some great positions to get your spouse skipping his business meeting” The voice of Adriana was loud enough to snap my focus back. And then the chuckles followed at her utterance, the ladies around finding amusement in each word that poured out her lips. “Missionary” Her cane connected on the screen with a smack, the eyes of the lady shifting through the ones before her. “This one here is great, but from time to time you would need to spice things up”

Two weeks. Drake Foundation had given her two weeks to uproot her life and move to London, paperwork expedited and housing arranged like someone had greased the wheels to get her there fast. Connor's research sat heavy in my mind, forty-seven students who'd ended up working for Drake Industries, and now Adriana was about to become number forty-eight. "You're quiet again," she said as we climbed the stairs. "Just thinking about logistics." The lie came easily. "Two weeks isn't much time."