Hunting Adeline Characters Mga Nobela at Kwento

XANDER’S POV I stared at the TV screen in horror. The videos and pictures flashing before my eyes seemed unreal. Adeline, dancing seductively in her underwear, her naked pictures in hotels. It was a nightmare. "CEO of AD Jewelry, Adeline, exposed as a fraud," one headline screamed. "Her real source of income: sugar daddies," another blared. I felt like I couldn't breathe. Beside me, Adeline crumpled to the floor in shock. She didn't cry or scream. She just stared at the screen quietly, as if the life had been sucked out of her.

A flash of silver caught my eye. Before anyone could stop her, she pulled out a small silver needle and drove it straight into Adele’s neck. “ADELE!”

Her glare made me oddly feel more relaxed and welcoming than her creepy smile. "You sound like you have enough experience with diseased dick," Adeline shot back. "You're fucking those King brothers, aren't you?" She asked with a smirk, and I shrugged, seeming nonchalant, but deep down, it terrified me that she knew what I had going on with Patrick and Waylon. I wanted to keep her far away from my mates. "It's a shame you didn't bring them to meet their sister-in-law," She purred. "Or did you bring them with you? Are they hiding somewhere here?" She poked, and I pressed my lips in a thin line, about to snap.

"Your silver-tipped arrow bounced off it." He’s getting loud now, finally, nineteen hours of swallowed volume coming up all at once. "Silver bounced and you reloaded. You put another bolt on the string with the same arm it broke ten seconds later. Who does that?" "A hunter. It's the job." "The job." He laughs and there's nothing amused in it. "And when the job wins? What do I do then? What exactly am I supposed to do if something happens to-" I kiss him. To shut him up.

CHAPTER FOUR ELENA’S POV The deadline for the House of Mugler Halloween poster was sitting on my head like a countdown to my life. I sat on the floor of my new apartment surrounded by prints and my laptop, rubbing my tired eyes. The campaign needed one more strong male lead shot. One that would serve as the centerpiece. Everything or everyone else I had seen was good, but it wasn’t ‘great’. None of them felt powerful enough to carry the powerful and dangerous ambiance I was in dire need of. And the campaign was just a day away.

ALESSANDRO He let out a small sound, like a soft whimper, before he went to his knees. He bent over the edge of the bed, his ready ass in the air, without hesitation. My Adam's apples bobbed in my throat at the unholy sight before me. "Sweet heavens," I muttered as my cock jerked violently between my thighs. I reached forward to push him down flatter over the edge of the bed. My fingers found his hole and I circled the spot slowly with one finger.

Adeline said. "Fine." "Are you still angry, Axel? I’m sorry." Adeline instinctively reached for his hand, which was tucked in his jacket pocket. Axel shot her an uncomfortable look, and she quickly pulled back. When the food arrived, a dog wandered near the stall, led by a man who had just arrived. "Aaahhh! No, get it away!" Adeline screamed, instinctively lunging toward Axel. She clung to him, even pulling her feet up onto his lap.

He lunged for the bathroom to make himself throw up, but a sharp, searing pain had already erupted in his gut. "You crazy—" He gasped, barely forcing the words out. But Adeline just kept smiling—a cold, empty smile. She picked up the fruit knife from the coffee table and plunged it into his chest. Over and over. "Anyone who toys with a true heart deserves to die." When her strength gave out, she collapsed to the floor, sobbing. Dark, blood-red liquid spilled from her lips as she opened her mouth. Then she fell still. Her eyes stayed open, staring at nothing.

Luciano, completely unbothered, hummed against her skin before answering. “Busy eating.” Adeline’s entire body went stiff. Her face burned as she slapped both hands over her mouth, trying to suppress the gasp that threatened to escape. She turned wide, horrified eyes to Luciano, who only smirked, his tongue darting out to tease the sensitive spot on her thigh. Christian sighed on the other end of the line. “Eating? What the hell do you mean, eating? Adeline’s missing. Charles has his men out looking for her. They’re searching for you, too. Do you have any idea where she—wait.”

She spotted him laughing and chatting with a group of villagers and made her way over to him. "Avery, I need to step away for a bit," Adeline said, her voice low and urgent. "Would you mind keeping an eye on Adam for me? I'll be back soon." Avery's face lit up with a bright smile. "Of course, Adeline!" Adeline smiled. Adeline turned to leave, and Avery launched into a lively tune, her voice ringing out across the gathering. She spun and danced, her feet stomping out the rhythm on the dusty ground. The villagers around her clapped and cheered, caught up in the infectious joy of the moment.