Adrien Salt Wattpad Novels & Stories

Rocky whispers, smiling still. “No,” I firmly decline, I don't want anything to do with this man, that one night of outlandish was enough. Mr crazy comes forward and introduces himself, seemingly normal when he speaks. “Hi, I'm Adrian. Adrian Moretti.” I don't shake his hand, I merely stare at it and then lift my gaze to his. His stare is expressionless, he has this blank look in his eyes like most rich people I've met. “We've met,” I feign a smile. “A very unpleasant encounter if you ask me.”

She swallowed and said, “Huh? You mean like the other time when I almost got stoned by your little chick? No, thank you.” Adrian smiled, walking closer to her. “Since when did you start caring about my chicks? Moreover, I’m not as stupid as I was the other time.” He whispered in her ear, running his hand over her hair, before going past her to lock the door twice. 'Enough of intruders for today.' She swallowed again, and Adrian turned to face her. The more he looked now, the more he flashed back to memories of Scarlett. He zipped down his trousers from where he was standing, revealing the turgid shape of his dick pumping out from his shorts.

“Let’s end this before it ends us.” Across the city, in the Crane estate, Savannah probably sat with her wine glass, swirling it lazily, her voice dripping with satisfaction. “They’re drowning in damage control,” she’d say, her tone smug. “By the time they prove those emails fake, Adrian’s reputation will be in ashes.” Walter would raise his glass beside her, that cold, cruel smile stretching across his face. “To victory,” he’d say. But as I stood beside Adrian, watching the first sunrise after another night without sleep, I made myself a promise.

Sapphire light pulsed beneath the surface, casting ethereal glows across the marble walls and the vast glass panes framing the stormy Atlantic outside. Adrian waited in the pool's heart, water lapping at his chiseled torso, droplets tracing the ridges of his abs. His dark hair clung wet to his scalp, silver eyes gleaming like sharpened blades in the low light. No trace of the boardroom predator here, just a man consumed, body taut with the ache of obsession for the woman inches away. "I remember every word," Adrian growled, voice rumbling deep, vibrating through the water. He extended his hand, palm up, a demand wrapped in plea. "Get in here, Lila. I won't let you drown. I've got you, always

SOPHIA CASTILLO "Sophia, there is someone I want to introduce you to," Adrian whispered in my ears. "Who?" I asked, tilting my head to look at his face. He was on the podium some minutes ago talking and appreciating everyone for coming. I had not realized when he came behind me but when I heard his voice, I knew it was him and his powerful cologne filled my nose, melting my insides. "Sophia meet Justine, he is a coursemate of mine back in Harvard," Adrian introduced and I smiled politely at the man named Justin.

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

His worst fear just came through. He was hoping after he set things right with Aiden then he would come out openly to damien. But now,things are not going as planned Damien steps out of the dark with crystal by his side. Holding his gun steadily on Adrian’s head, ready to burst his head open if he makes any move. “Adrian?”. Crystal was shocked. “What are you doing here?”. She asked, she clearly knows Adrian works at a barbering salon. How did he get to Paris?

Adams sat beside her, swirling his glass of wine lazily, a smirk tugging at his lips when he saw Liam and Chelsea. “Well, look who’s here,” Adams said casually, leaning back in his chair. “The prodigal son returns.” Liam ignored the jab, his tone steady. “Where’s Marina?” Before Adams could respond, a familiar voice drifted from the staircase. “Right here.” All heads turned. Marina was descending slowly, dressed in an elegant silver gown that shimmered under the chandelier. Her poise was graceful, her smile fixed yet coldly polite. “Liam,” she greeted, her tone smooth as silk. “You look well.”

He couldn't allow Gabriel to let matters of the heart affect his duty, no matter what. … At night, Stephanie was in a pretty good mood as she recalled how they'd exposed Tyler's true colors at the product launch today. When Adrian emerged from the bathroom after his shower, he saw her lying in bed, scrolling on her phone. Her long, slender legs swayed leisurely. Drying his hair, he started heading toward her when he heard her say, "It's about to rain." Adrian paused. He knew this meant Stephanie's leg was acting up again. Her right leg always ached whenever it was rainy.