Novel & Cerita Chat Noir X Adrien

“It’s tacky… like red lipstick on your collar.” “What the hell are you talking about?” “The lady left her signature… chérie,” she dropped in a sweet tone. “Her perfume… It’s all over you.” Christophe’s eyes splintered into hers, alight with disturbing mockery. A slumbrous smile of staggering charisma glued her gaze to him. “What a wonderful private eye you would make... I can see you sheltering from the rain in a doorway, watching out for the evidence of some poor bastard cheating on his wife! Unhappily for you, Lara, I’m not a married man.”

Alpha Hades I fucking love the expression on Zeno's face. The adorable frown and confusion create the perfect blend of pure innocence that I want to ruin. I, Nero Hades, admit that I want to ruin my beautiful wife, destroy him and put him back together piece by piece. I want to worship, praise and use his body until he is so broken that he can't think of any other man but me. Oh, the things I'd do to that body and that sarcastic but surprisingly skilful mouth. But alas, it's too early to bring out the big guns.

I look down and note the dark circles around her eyes, the almost faded bruises around her neck, on her arms and on her legs. “I don’t like this Xim, she smells funny.” Xesara my wolf mutters softly. So I take a deep whiff of her scent, filtering through everything that hits my nose. First I smell her usual mixture of peach blossom and sandal wood, nothing strange but then I smell a faint trace of old blood and wolfsbane. A growl slips my lips, I’m going to fucking kill him. I kick open the door to the conference room, Adriana still in my arms. Her parents and Jenna come rushing over immediately, worry etched on their faces.

, As much as I hate to show him my fear , I can't control it in front of him and my stuttering is not even helping me. " Liar ", he said and took his predatory steps towards me and I stepped back to get away from him but ended as his prey when my back touched the mirror behind me. He caged me between his hands and the mirror. " As much as I hate to give you marks other than love bites you leave me with no choice , Love " , he said while leaning close that this closeness is suffocating me. " S.s..sorry ", I uttered frightening what he will do to me this time.

she whispered. The city swallowed the rest of her words. Miami was bright and loud outside the tinted glass, but all I could think about was the crazy fucker waiting for us tonight, the man with my past written all over him, and what would happen when he saw the woman I refused to give up. The chauffeur bowed and slid behind the wheel as we stepped toward the grand entrance. I kept my hand at the small of Adriana’s back, feeling the way she leaned into my touch.

Adrien descends slowly, his mouth brushing my neck, my shoulder, while his fingers attack the buttons of my jeans. My body surrenders. I want them. Both of them. And this time, I no longer lie to myself. --- Louise The wall is cold against my back, but I only feel their warmth. They envelop me, encircle me, assail me. Adrien in front of me, Noah behind. Two contrary storms converging in me. Adrien nibbles my lip, his tongue insinuating between my lips with a devouring authority. He no longer has the patience to play. Noah, meanwhile, lets his hands slide over my stomach, brushing my skin with exasperating slowness.

I said and continue walking. The silence grew more. Damn! Why are we still walking right now? I thought that the café was just near? I sighed heavily and glanced at Dark Hades that looks too handsome on his black hoody jacket. He has this aura that everyone would look at him without sweat. He can be a model actually! He’s tall and masculine. He’s manly and cool. His eyes are deep and brown, his brows is perfect and thick, his narrowed nose looks so confident, his lips are red and always in a thin line. And his jaw? It was perfectly engraved and everyone would think that he’s too perfect to be a human.

I wondered. Adrian’s smile widened as he inched closer and held my hand. He made to lean in and kiss it, but Xavier quickly shoved him away. He stumbled on his feet but regained his balance before his ass could kiss the ground. “Jealous much?” he grinned as he snapped his eyes back at Xavier. “I could never see you as a competition. You are no match,” Xavier groaned. “Jealous,” Adrian concluded. He was quiet for a second before stretching. “I’ve had a really long journey. I should rest. Is my room in this penthouse still empty?”

I was about to give the beast within me free rein but before I could do that,I heard arguments at the gate leading to the dungeons. I decided to pay it no mind because no intruder could come into my house. I was the most powerful Don for a reason. I continued on my mission of removing his fingers and listening to his cry of pain. It felt therapeutic. I heard the sound of boots clicking. I turned back to glance at the person who dared to interrupt what I thought of as my therapy session. I looked back only to see the most beautiful sight ever. This sight had no words to describe it. I looked back to see Adrianna,the soon to be Reyna of the Italian Mafia unbeknownst to her, strutting in dresse

“If it’s truly Killian Blackwood, we just have to find a way to trace it back to him, and then use it against him. Don’t let it overwhelm you.” I read it twice, letting the words sink in. Even in text, he had a way of calming me, of giving me focus when my mind threatened to spiral. Then I typed a quick reply: “I know. We’ll find him.” I rolled out of bed and padded barefoot to the kitchen. Adrien was already there, pouring coffee into two mugs. His hair was slightly messy, and he wore that quiet, confident look that always made my chest flutter. “Morning,” he said softly, setting a mug in front of me. “Rough night?”