Ella And Adam Grant Novels & Stories

No… this can’t be happening… Across the distance, Adrian took a slow step forward, his expression darkening with something unreadable shock… suspicion… something deeper. Beside her, Jonas looked between them, confused. “You two know each other?” Neither of them answered. Because in that moment, it felt like fate itself had just tightened its grip— Elara, searching for the father of her baby. Adrian, desperately looking for a woman to stand in as his wife. And somehow… They had just found each other again. But not in the way either of them expected. “Elara,” he called, his voice calm but leaving no room for refusal. “Come with me.”

“Mom never understood that, but Katie does.” “Maybe she’s decided it’s time to give herself that gift,” Adam said. “I think maybe she has. She’s already let herself accept you, and what you’re offering her.” “I hope so,” Adam said. “I want Katie to take what I have to give her.” “Give her some more time, Adam.” “She has as much time as she needs. I promise you that.” The men looked across the room again and Adam sighed aloud with relief. Katie and Susan were holding hands.

Phillip has always been grateful for being a beta since he started working with Mr Adams. “Get the car ready” Mr Adams said as he walked to the exit. “We will be going to the family estate”. “This is bad” Phillip mumbled. ______________________________ Mr Adams pushed open his grandma's study, the door hitting the wall with force. “So who is getting married, Grandma?” An older woman, whose beauty was never tainted by age sat behind a desk. She glanced at Mr Adams briefly and continued signing the documents on her desk. “Is that how you greet your grandma?”

I crumble up on the bed and start crying. *Cassandra* “I am glad you could come. It’s best to have these things handled in person,” Adam says, sitting down behind his desk after hugging me. I sit down in the other chair. “I wasn’t aware that anything needed to be handled. I thought we were having dinner.” “Well, legal informs me that our option is up on ‘The Resistance,’” he says with a regretful look. “So extend it.” I mean, this is the movie we have been working towards, the one Elijah is set to direct.

he rumbled, kissing Sarah slow and filthy to prove it. Jeff chuckled, watching their granddaughter....six feet tall, golden-skinned, and already breaking hearts...pin her cousin playfully against the grill. "And that one?" Sarah arched into Marcus's touch, breath hitching. "Your fucking stamina." A shriek of laughter cut through the air as Eli's daughter cannonballed into the pool, all long limbs and effortless grace. Adam exhaled sharply. "Jesus. We really did breed gods." Marcus nipped at Sarah's collarbone. "Gonna die smug about it."

My hands trembled and my lips trembled, and I was going on to explain more, when Adrian, his best friend, came forward. “Calm down, Damien, calm down,” Adrian said quickly, but his voice was very careful and insistent. “This is what Elara did to save your life. It is two years you have been getting blood donations. She has sacrificed everything, her health, her body, herself, to keep you alive. She is thankful, not this indignation. And if she can get pregnant once, she can again. Be lucky and grateful you are alive.”

Eli's POV What do you mean you talked to Adam?” Her voice was cold and grating. Her eyes were locked on mine so hard, it was difficult to look away. The Adam? she asked. I scratched the back of my neck. There is only one Adam that we both know. Don't try to be funny, she said. You are all smiles because you talked to Adam. My smile faded slightly, and I cleared my throat. I wasn't smiling because of you. You were smiling because of him. Eli, what the hell is wrong with you? I blinked. What? She stared at me like I had suddenly grown horns. I don't understand why you're angry, I said quietly. Oh, you don't understand why I'm angry? she said, looking around dramatically. I sighed because I kne

When they reached the mansion, Bill dragged her directly into their room. Trishia and Kelly were shocked by the scene. It was obvious that the couple had a problem that made them happy. Trishia went up to eavesdrop on the situation. “Now, talk!” Bill demanded. His sharp eyes were pierced into her. “I told you, Eric Grant was just asking for a favor. He wanted Adam to help his nephew as he was undergoing therapy.” Arabella explained. “That’s a lame excuse!” Bill’s voice got loud. “He just wanted to be with you,” Bill added.

Adam says it’s cringe as fuck making me chuckle and asked him why he agreed going on it when in fact, he told Leandro we’ll not. His hands are on my lap, slowly massaging it up to my inner thighs between the fabric. When I looked at Adam’s side, his elbow was placed on the window, slowly massaging his chin while talking to Leon. “I already notified our men, Don Adam. They said the party will not start if you’re not there.” He sighed before nodding. “All the family under Cerevllo is present,” Leon added. “Even Andrea?” Leon nodded, “Yes, Don.”

~ Charlotte "Are you two not ashamed of yourselves?" Adam said with a cold, demeaning tone as his driver gently pushed him into the room. "Clap for yourselves." I turned my gaze toward the source of the voice and noticed a wheelchair parked by the room door. Dylan's body trembled as he recognized the familiar voice. Eleanor , too, was stunned by the furious outburst, her eyes widening in disbelief. It was Adam ! Her fiancé had returned unexpectedly early! Seated in the wheelchair was a man with short hair and piercing eyes beneath thick eyebrows that gleamed with intensity. He glared angrily at the scene unfolding before him.