La Vida De Adèle Novels & Stories

“I had the plague, Kyle. I had it. I saw the veins with my own eyes. And she dusted it off me like it was nothing. Like it was dust on a table.” My voice shook. “She didn’t even understand what she’d done. She just said it was no big deal and asked if I felt better.” Kyle turned away from me and walked to the small window. He looked out through it, and I came to stand beside him and followed his gaze. Down in the courtyard, Adele was playing. She was alone … the other children still wouldn’t come near her … but she didn’t seem to mind. She was crouched by the fountain, talking to herself, making her little wooden wolf hop along the stone rim.

After a while, Alicia left the hospital with me in town, going through the details of the papers. “Isabelle Callahan. Born December 15th Died December 18th. Cause Of Death (COD): unknown. This could go really bad if Roman came back to this hospital to ask what exactly had killed Belle. Adele would get in trouble and the whole thing would go south. “Why does Adele owe you a favor? What did you do for her?” She stood in front of the car. “I found out she was sleeping with the boss and his wife at the same time. So she doesn't owe me a favor. She owes me a shitload of favors."

“But please… please don’t leave me like this.” My chest burned with desperation. “If you walk away from me later, at least I’ll know you chose to leave.” My throat tightened painfully. “But I can’t lose you like this. Please.” I lowered my head closer to hers. “Please.” Adele smiled again. But this time the smile looked distant and peaceful. Her eyelids began drooping as exhaustion pulled at her. The pack was safe and her mission was complete. I could see the thought passing through her mind. Like she believed it would be alright if she died now.

Adele The chirpings of the morning bird could be heard as I walked back to the Harem with an escort who was one of the guards, I was kind of walking funnily as I was tired and sore, we didn't even have a glimpse of sleep. Last night was an all round night of pleasure. I haven't been able to accept the fact that I was almost discovered, my secret was almost exposed. Mr Peterson knows I'm not Adele Teju Cole. All hell will let loose if he ever finds out I am a Romano, my identity must not be discovered and I must make sure of it.

Successful. Each sentence drove the blade deeper. Adele—my Adele—had never worked a day in her life before me. I'd clipped her wings myself, ordered her into silence, into submission, into a gilded cage she never asked for. This woman was entirely different. And yet… "She's romantically linked to Raphael Dumas," Syrus continued, voice tight. "Long-term partner. They have twins together." The world narrowed. I turned the page, and it felt heavier than a stone plate.

“You’re afraid of becoming like them?” Adele nodded. He fell silent briefly before finally saying— “The difference is simple.” “What difference?” “They destroy people for themselves.” Sebastian’s gaze locked onto hers. “You’re destroying them to take your life back.” The words left Adele silent for a long time. And strangely enough… she began to believe them. Several weeks passed. Vanessa’s pregnancy became more visible, and news about the future heir of the Ashcroft family appeared more frequently throughout London’s business media. Meanwhile, Adele gradually became known within New York’s social circles as a wealthy young woman named Adele Laurent.

No one, absolutely no one would touch what is mine, Adele is mine to fuck and I swear by Poseidon's left testicles, I would fuck her. ADELE'S P.O.V Another day in school and lectures haven't started yet but I was already drained by the much toxic people around. No I am not claustrophobic but I hate to see people having to talk, while I do my thing; reading. Suddenly, I felt a shadow covering the pages of my book and when I look up, it was none other than Abella, a typical popular slut. Funny how she got the name from her own best friends because she slept with their boyfriends and kept it a secret.

Her father loved his farm and his store more than life itself, and this would be the last thing Adele would allow to let go from her life. **** The morning lights knocked at Adele's window showing her new hope. She got up from the bed, as her phone wouldn’t stop buzzing. "Ummm... hello," she whined. "I’ve been calling you for the last fifteen minutes. Get your ass here asap," Blaise barked from the other side. Her eyes went wide once she remembered she had to deliver the flowers to the mansion that morning. "Cominnnggggg," Thud "What happened?" "Nothing, I fell from my bed... Ahhhh."

Adele and the boy exclaimed joyfully when they saw them arrive. Adele's mother regarded them warily. She was already aware that Vivian was Luis's mistress and Luisito's real mother. However, due to Adele's infertility issue and seeing that she truly treated the boy as if he were her own son, she resigned herself and decided to accept everything that made her daughter happy without saying a word. After all, she wondered, who from a good family would marry an infertile woman?

“For the rest of your life, you’ll be all alone.” Without hesitation, Adele removed the SIM card from her phone. Then, as if discarding something insignificant, she tossed it into the trash. Grabbing her suitcase, she stepped out the door. The morning sun blazed brightly, casting the world in golden light. From this day forward, no one, no matter where they searched, would ever find Adele again.