Novel & Cerita Adrien And Marinette Fanfiction

The world was still spinning. Adrian brushed the back of my hand once, then lifted it to his lips, kissing it lightly. A simple gesture. Safe. Something that made me want to be honest until nothing was left, and terrified me for the exact same reason. “I’m sorry if his involvement in Montreux makes you uncomfortable,” he said again. “I can’t control that. But I can control… us. I can make sure you’re not alone.” I swallowed, letting the candlelight blur for a second. “I’m not alone,” I said, arching an eyebrow. “I have two New York women ready to kill anyone with vodka.”

Matthew gently stroked her hair, brushing away the damp strands stuck to her sweat-slicked forehead, while Adeline curled herself tightly against his warm, muscular chest. "Matthew..." Adeline called out softly, her voice low and laced with exhaustion. "Hmm?" the doctor replied, continuing to stroke her shoulder. "I was just thinking... when we go back to Manila, how are we going to tell Marky about us?" she asked worriedly, resting one hand over Matthew's chest. Instead of answering her, Matthew pressed a deeply tender kiss to Adeline's forehead, brought his lips to the tip of her nose, and finally sealed them against hers in a long, lingering kiss.

"It is not his fault that he finds himself obsessed with a toxic woman like Clarance. I mean, were you any better? You even had a child with her." Adriano clenched his jaw tight. They stared at each other heatedly for some seconds, then he chuffed and looked away, "You are right." He finally muttered. "But..." "No buts, Adriano," Avery cut in. "No buts. It is a request." He snorted and smirked before pulling her into his arms and spinning her around so she was against the wall. "Martin is lucky I love you," Adriano growled before he could realize what he had just said, and the mild surprise in Avery's eyes. He kissed her deeply.

Serena pov Adrian leaned in far too close, his scorching breath brushing my ear like a silent tease. In the past, my body would have melted at that alone. But this time, nothing. Worse—I felt a wave of nausea. I reached out to push him back. My palm had barely touched his chest when he tilted his head and claimed my lips. It caught me completely off guard. I couldn't dodge in time, and the kiss landed full and firm. I used to love kissing Adrian—craved it, even. He was so disciplined: no smoking, no drinking. Kissing him felt like sinking into cool mint morning mist, addictive and intoxicating. This time, though, I turned my head before he could take more. He didn't notice my resistance. His

The younger woman beside her was trying to strike up a conversation with Adrian,but he cut her off like a split end. “Adrian,you should be nice to your mother.” She said in a low, almost pitiful voice. “You should eat.” Adrian's voice was cold and final. I was having a hard time peeling the shrimps in front of me. My fingers trembled,and I couldn't do anything right. My fingers paused as I felt the warmth of Adrian's hand against mine. I looked up at him,eyes wide open. What was he planning? “Let me do it,wife.”

I could tell that we were going to have the best time of our lives and I couldn’t wait for that to start. ~ Later in the evening, after we had settled down, Adrien and I were in the bedroom with me lying my head on his chest while he was playing with my hair. “So, how do you see this place and our 6 months plan?” He asked me while rubbing my head. “Well, I think it’s a good idea,” I replied, then he raised my chin to make me look right into his eyes. “I’m glad that you see it as a good plan and that you see I’m working on things for you and me, so trust me when I say I’m going to actively help you in getting back at Killian Blackwood, who hurt you like you meant nothing.” Adrien promised me.

Like he was already grieving something he could never get back, and maybe he was. “Adrien…” My voice came out smaller now, broken. “Please.” He looked at me one last time, without uttering another word. He turned and walked away. The sound of the doors closing behind him echoed through the mansion long after he was gone, and I stood there in the middle of the shattered glass realizing something horrifying. The mate bond hadn’t failed, but Adrien had rejected it. He had rejected me. But I won’t let that happen. I will fight until the end. I have suffered and sacrificed a lot to get to this point, and nothing will stop me now.

My voice grows strained as I recall how I was seeing the red flag and yet tag it as green. Desperation mixes with the all-consuming shame Roland has imprinted on my soul over the past three years, from courting me to having me as his only to ruin what I thought was real. It’s just running water, Marilyn. There’s no Goddess to listen to your prayer. Feeling trapped in this never-ending nightmare, I lower my eyes, and then all the blood drains from my face when I see Alpha Adrian standing to the left of me with a pebble stone in his hand.

Adrik stated in an irritated way. "No, I don't love him. I like you; please have s€x with me; I really want you, Adrik." Olivia said as she moved in front of him, she was madly touching his chest. He looked at the sexy woman who was crazy for him, but he didn't want to go too far. "Enough!!!" Adrik yelled at her as he yanked her hands away from his body. "Why, why, why?? Can't you just forget about your relationship with your brother and fuck me hard, I need you? I can't stop thinking about you. I'll go insane soon, "Olivia hugged him again.

It’s still on fire, but it’s a little muted. Adrian growls low. He gets off the bed and strips down to nothing. He is on FULL display. He wastes no time climbing over top of me. He kisses me again as he nudges my legs open. “I’m going to make you mine now, Sinclair. Are you ready?” I looked at him. Am I ready? ‘Yes. You are ready. Stop overthinking things, Sinclair. Thor is telling me that Adrian wants us. He is just slow.’ I hold on to that. He wants me.