Adrien Agreste Mga Nobela at Kwento

It was actually true. "What job opportunity?" "At a prestigious company, OLAD company. She's a worker there" that seemed to catch his attention. "That company belongs to Claudia Smith and her daughter, Ola Smith" he says and my heart started racing. I shouldn't have said that. "Yup and the pay is pretty good" I simply say. "Right" "Romeo its getting late, i gotta go. Thank you for the wonderful meal and the nice chat" "Let me at least get you a cab" he said, getting up to grab his jacket.

I lifted my face, full of fury, and looked straight into the eyes of the man I’d defied my father for. “I, Alpha Luca Miller, reject you as my Luna, Victoria Bianchi, for bringing neither power nor heirs to Creston Pack, and I condemn you to serve as a breeding Omega for the benefit of my people.”

“The bastard even refused me entry to my own daughter’s funeral and kept you as far away from me as he could.” I stared down at the plates, wondering how my life might have been different. “I wish you could have gotten to me. Those years were hell.” His gaze locked onto me, his brow furrowed. “I tried. I lost over a dozen men trying, half of them to the man lying in this house.” My eyes widened. “Domenico?” He nodded. “He was younger then, still working his way up. The anger in him…there is good reason they call him la Bestia, mia bella.”

“Let’s go, we have an Alpha to make a bargain with. And hopefully, a grandfather beta, who I think would be more than a little happy to know that his granddaughter will no longer be an omega in the fucker’s pack…” ********************************** “I must admit, Diego, I am surprised that you chose to come here yourself.” Alpha Vieri Sforza said, looking me in the eye. He sat at his desk as he invited both Giovanni and I for a glass of wine. One which I doubted was a good idea to take considering that he was still an enemy. “Take a sip of your wine, I am no woman that uses poison to kill my enemies. If I wanted you dead, trust me, both of you are not walking out of this office alive.”

The two ran to the water like kids wetting themselves and jumping without hesitations and fear. While arranging the stuffs I brought, I suddenly realized something and look back at them. They seriously look like humans; they can be wet. I watched them until Angelo came to me running and taking his sleeves off him. My breath shortened seeing his half naked body. His 6 pack abs are outshining the sun. A gulp followed after I close my mouth for almost drooling over his sexiness. “Don’t you wanna join us?” he asked panting a bit.

I clenched my fists. "The answer is si, signore'." He spoke. (Yes, sir.) "Si, signore." I repeated. "What is your name?" He asked again. I hated how he was treating me like a child. I was twenty. Did I look like a kid to him? Or maybe he was older than he looked. He looked about twenty-six. That’s what Luca had said, too. "Isabelle." I whispered. "Isabelle Forte." He nodded. "Good girl. See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?" His accent was so tantalizingly beautiful. I didn’t answer, only nodded, staring at my lap.

"Thank you for saving her." "I am Gabby Florence, a cultivator, and I just came from 3 years of training in Mt. Alebasi. My clan were physicians; it's my duty to treat any patient, regardless of their nature and status." "I'm sorry for my impudent actions awhile ago. Please let me treat you to dinner as my apology," I humbly offered. "That will do! By the way, how can I address you?" was his nice response. As expected, people from Mt. Albasi were really humble and kind. He lived up to their reputation.

" I smiled at her, and Alessandro pulled out my chair for me to sit down; I took a quick glance at Alessandro's father, and he gave me a subtle wink. Shit! I ignored his wink. Alessandro sat down in the seat next to me placing his hand on top of mine for reassurance. "Cassandra, this is my mother, Bianca," He spoke, and she leaned her hand out for mine across the table. "Nice to meet you, dear," She spoke in her Italian accent. She was a beautiful woman, I don't get why her husband constantly cheated on her. "Aren't you going to introduce me to your fiancee, my son?" Alessandro's father spoke up, taking a sip of the whiskey he had in his glass.

“I can protect you, Elena. But you need to do exactly what I say.” She searched his eyes. “You’re planning something.” “I’m finishing something,” he corrected. “Don Alessandro’s empire is bleeding from the inside. Tonight, I cut the vein.” They left the safe house by noon. Adrien didn’t take the usual black sedan this time; instead, he drove a smaller, unmarked car through winding roads, blending with the afternoon traffic. Elena sat beside him, her fingers twisting nervously. Every turn felt like the calm before a storm — a silence too heavy to last.

When Arlene called his name, he realized they know him, maybe not well enough. Slowly he marched towards her and grab her arm tenderly in his hand. This mere contact is enough to make Arlene goes all Gaga. She was filled with lust immediately but as a well trained Lady, which she is, she tried keeping her feelings in check. Maximo parted his lips to speak but then he stopped abruptly . He turns to Eda and frown slightly. " I will call your man. He came here last month with his wife. Before he departed I asked of his name and he said Alessio "