Adrien Salt Wattpad Novels & Stories

I Like to Meddle himself—Damien Carter. How Did This Happen? Let’s Rewind I was at my desk, debating whether to crash like an overworked laptop or get coffee to replenish the energy I never actually lost. But I’m pregnant now, which means reckless caffeine consumption is off the table. Also, I need this job to survive, so passing out at work isn’t a great idea either. Meanwhile, Damien Carter was having the time of his life. He walked into the office like he was auditioning for the role of Mysterious Billionaire With a Dark Past. If I squinted hard enough, I could almost hear the dramatic background music.

He asked and she took a deep breath. “Adrian and Evelyn are lovers who have been together for over ten years. Evelyn’s real name is Bethany and she was a drug addict who tried to kill Tony ten years ago which caused him to flee New York. She also left for the fear of being arrested and returned here thanks to a well thought out plan by Adrian. In short, the real enemy is Adrian.” She rapped and finally drew a long breath when she was done. Two minutes later and Damien had still not said anything, Harriet was starting to worry that he might be having murderous thoughts.

I wanted to face today as Doctor Yvonne Carter. Nothing else. At the Blake villa, Adrian woke up late. He had barely slept. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw the same scene. Me pulling my wrist away. Me saying do not touch me. The cold in my voice hurt more than any slap. He sat up and stared at the empty side of the bed. His phone was on the table. He picked it up and opened our chat window again. Still nothing. He scrolled up. Good morning Did you sleep well I left soup on the stove

Can he erase being the first monster who touched her that night? No. “Can you pay Lucy Roshid,” I ask darkly, “for shoving your disgusting cock inside her the way you did that first night?” His face twists in confusion. “Lucy Roshid? I don’t know any…” “Salt.” The word slices through the room. “The girl you knew as Salt at Davenport.” Recognition slams into his face. Then horror. Pure, naked horror. “P...Please…” I don’t hesitate. Not for even a second. I raise the silencer. Aim straight for his chest.

Instead, he pulled up his tablet, thumbing open her latest I*******m story with practiced ease: Elena in the studio earlier that week, paint smudged across one cheek like war paint, laughing with her team over some inside joke, her eyes sparkling with that fire he craved. His thumb traced the curve of her smile on the screen, slow and reverent. "Mine," he murmured to the empty room, the word a vow more than a claim. Sleep was a distant dream that night; he sat there until the storm broke at dawn, replaying every moment, every word, planning his next move. The next morning, Adrian launched his campaign with surgical precision, determined to claw back what he'd nearly lost. It started simple b

“Is it? The board’s losing confidence. Investors are asking questions. Merger with the Hawthornes is dead. Gone. Because you can’t keep your personal life separate from…” “The merger was never happening,” I cut in. “Brittany is a manipulator, a liar, maybe a criminal. I wouldn’t have married her.” “Then you’re a fool.” “You don’t control me.” I grabbed his collar. “Say more, and it’s over. Forever.” Shock registered on his face. I meant every word. “Adrian is good. Kind. Intelligent. She survived what you couldn’t imagine. And she loves Pink more than you ever have.”

Kate POV “I Challenge Katelyn Adams for the Alpha title of the Golden Moon Pack!”. I couldn’t believe what I had heard. It was resonating through my mind, without fully comprehending. Looking into the crowd I wait for the voice to come forward. It’s familiar but with the crowd who jumped up loudly the voice was lost in the crowd.

Chris’s voice came crackling through Ryan’s earpiece: “He’s hijacked the projector. I’m trying to kill the feed Too late. Behind Adrien, a massive image appeared on the screen: a blurred photo of Ryan leaving a counselor’s office in tears. Then another: Ryan at a party, clearly uncomfortable. And another: Ryan arguing with Daniel outside a café. All taken from a distance. Adrien’s voice echoed: “We worship people without knowing their truths. But every saint has a sin. Every victim a secret.” Ryan moved toward the stage. The audience was restless now some stunned, others starting to film on their phones. But Adrien wasn’t done. He turned, walking toward the edge of the stage. “I loved you,”

Adrien: yes, and why do u think so lowly of me｡ﾟ(ﾟ'Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡ that hurts my feelings(；ω；) You: Bitch I don't give a damn about ur feelings😑 Adrien: Why u so mean ( ；∀；) You: it's 2 in the fucking morning!!! I'm fucking tired! And u don't let me sleep!! What did u think I would do??? Be fucking jolly😒😤 Adrien: I will make it up to u You: Hw?? Adrien: I will take u out see a movie? If u want I mean..... You: Is Adrien Rider asking me out?? Adrien: Of course not!!!! It's just to make it up to u, u did put up with me for a while.

He had been the one who had gotten into a deal to buy the rights to the club. But then that only meant he knew everything about the club, including the secret sugar baby community. He pushed his hand through his dark brown hair as he pointed to his laptop. He looked like a madman, confusing his brothers, who wondered what had set Adrian off so much. Normally, Adrian was calm and collected, as all their heads turned to his laptop just before he spoke. “This is what I found, and guess who is on it?” All the brothers’ eyes immediately darkened when they had seen that the one who had an account was none other than Sadie Quinn Landry.