Novel & Cerita Adrien And Marinette Fanfiction

For the initial year, Adrien refrained from any intimacy, until a night of drinking shattered my illusions of his acceptance. I believed my efforts had warmed his heart, only to wake up the next morning hearing him confess that he had mistaken me for Yvette. In the subsequent days, our physical distance diminished, yet Adrien maintained emotional detachment. Although we engaged in marital relations, he never stayed overnight or allowed me to conceive. The unspoken truth lingered – his love was reserved for Yvette, and this realization haunted me each time he held me in his arms. One might expect I'd grow accustomed to the routine, yet I still felt only marginally better than street prostitut

' He got up irritably, "You can wait by yourself. It's better to rely on myself and not you. Although you said that method doesn't work, I'll still try it anyway." "I warn you. Don't act rashly. The Mullen family will be done for if my plan is ruined!" Adrien spoke extremely coldly. The murderous intent in his tone made even the people around him shudder. Anthony squeezed his hand by his side abruptly. He turned around and growled at him, "Gosh! What are you planning?" Adrien pulled his lips coldly, "You can matchmake Gilbert and Kisa if you really have nothing to do lately. I want them to reconcile and love each other to the death."

He realized he wanted a family of his own. And when he saw Adeline playing with Natasha's kids, he knew he wanted to grow a family with her and no one else. "I would never marry you. I hate you!" Adeline cried. Damien pretended to look surprised. "WHAT! I thought we moved past that, and you are now madly in love with me!" "In your dreams, Sky. I am only pretending to like you so I can survive this nightmare." Adeline pouted. Damien pulled her closer and tried to kiss her, but she turned away. "Maybe you've forgotten momentarily, but I'll remind you one more time. I own you."

Instead, I leaned into his space, bringing my face millimeters from his, letting a cold, mocking smile touch my lips. "You're trying way too hard, captain," I whispered back, my voice laced with disdain. "If this cheap, shirtless routine is your best attempt at a mind game, you're going to lose your jersey faster than you think." Adrian’s smirk instantly vanished. The confident, playful look in his eyes cracked, replaced by a flash of genuine, sharp irritation. His grip on my hand tightened for a brief second before he abruptly let go, pulling back and taking a step away from the table. He dragged a hand through his damp hair, glaring at me as if I had just slapped him.

She was quick to pull him back into the conversation. “Don’t be like that! It’s been hectic setting up the winery. Thankfully, Adrian helped take care of many things.” She smiled at him, a small gesture, but one that didn’t go unnoticed. Marinette shot another teasing look at Adrian. "What would we do without you, right? We’re just the extras." The girls giggled as Caelia joined in, playfully swatting Marinette’s arm. “Adrian, meet my friends. Their fathers do business with you, so they’ve been dying to meet you.”

Then a hand shot out from the side and caught the edge first. Claire Bennett. Adrian's childhood friend from Queens.Three months ago,he had brought her into his company as a brand coordinator,then started taking her to dinners,parties,and rooms where outsiders were never supposed to stand. Claire touched the bouquet,let go as if burned,and the flowers bounced into my arms.The hall went quiet,then exploded. "Adrian!What are you waiting for?" "Eight years,man.Get on one knee!" "Marry her!A Moretti princess does not wait forever!"

he transferred his anger to his friend. "I know it won't last, " Liam said easily. He looked at Kincaid and snorted. "What's that shtty look on your face?" "Caer is wooing Adrienne!" Kincaid snapped. "Without my approval." Liam laughed as a black SUV pulled to their front. "Maybe he's giving you the initiative," Liam said as he tossed their briefcase into the trunk and they got in behind. "Yeah, right," Kincaid said. "Listen. I am not interested in any girl, okay? Having a mate once is enough and has already dealt me so much pain."

Oh Mariette I was worried when I didn't see you yesterday morning the barista lady said I just smiled up at her sorry Marie I was a bit tangled up in some things but at least you know I'm back I said with a smile trying to hide my face as best I could I could see Marie look at me with a lot of questions on her mind but I was thankful that she chose to rather leave it alone yes I'm glad to see that you're back I take it the usual for you she saved with the smile I just nodded my head and quickly paid before moving over to where I would get my coffee I stood there lost in thought still not being able to get everything that my father told me out of my mind about the triplets my whole body ran c

“You stay here until I say otherwise.” Adrien ignored him, stalking to the decanter on his desk. His fingers trembled as he poured, the slight shake twisting his rage tighter. He swallowed the scotch in one hit, fire searing down. “You don’t give me orders. I’m not your prisoner.” Damien closed the space between them, a calm shadow never breaking. “You’re not. But you’re also not immortal.” Adrien’s gaze snapped to him. Heat sparked in the narrow gap, wild and dangerous. He wanted to shove him back, fire him, erase him. Instead, he poured another drink, his throat tight.

It felt like a weary traveler finally finding a hearth to warm her soul. "Freya," Adrian said suddenly in the car, his hands on the wheel. "I know you're not ready for this, but I have to be honest." He glanced at me, his deep blue eyes completely serious. "Believe it or not, my wolf has recognized you as its Mate." I stared at him, shocked. "But… my bond with Killian…" "That bond wasn't a mistake. It was a test. A trial from the Moon Goddess," Adrian’s voice was gentle but firm. "And I'm the reward."