Marinette X Adrien Novels & Stories

Mixed with the sea breeze was the faint floral scent of Adriana’s perfume—soft, calming, and unexpectedly nourishing to his senses. “Even if I can’t be sure Xavier will choose me,” he said slowly, “I’m sure he won’t choose Darren.” “Why?” Adriana asked, puzzled. Calvin smiled faintly, saying nothing. Before long, Adriana understood where his confidence came from. Just as everyone had finished catching their fish and the chefs took them back to the kitchen to begin cooking, the mood lightened and everything seemed perfect—until Xavier’s expression suddenly changed drastically. **** Ten minutes ago.

He really knew how to test my nerves. - Mother. Adonis said in a fawning voice as he hugged Marie. He took one look at us, then his gaze traveled to where Adrian's arm was around my waist. Instinctively, I approached Adrian making him look at me questioningly. I shook my head, giving him a small smile. Marie released her son when she got tired of hugging him. She turned to us afterwards. — Oh! she exclaimed. — How rude I am! Pierre, honey, this is Jennifer, Adrian's girlfriend. Jennifer, this is Pierre, Adrian's older brother.

The Difference Because Xavier’s tone changed. Slightly deeper. Sharper. Territorial. My Realisation And suddenly— I understand exactly what’s happening here. Dangerous Xavier Cortez is jealous. Internal Panic That thought should not make warmth spread through my chest. Unfortunately— It absolutely does. Adrian Notices Too A faint smile touches Adrian’s mouth before he lifts his glass slightly. “My apologies,” he says lightly. “I seem to be interrupting.” Xavier “Yes.” The answer comes immediately. Flat. Controlled. Completely unapologetic.

Being Adrien Russell's wife was a great advantage. Martin's presence too, had him and his men in their limits. Martin looked like a man in his mid-thirties. His height was almost the same to that of Adrien's but his body was much bulkier in comparison. He took me back to Adrien's house and I thanked him as the day went on smoothly.

Marinette quickly said, and I gave her the ‘eyes. She mouthed "sorry.’ These girls just don't understand. “Ohhh…. I see, maybe I could lighten up your mood,” the dude said. “By the way. I am Adrienne, and you are?” He asked. “None of your business,” I replied nonchalantly. Rose and Marinette raised their gazes, while the dude gave a soft, “ohh.” Not that I cared anyway. I was done with my ice cream for today. I picked up my purse and I stood.

Why only now was it open again? Before I could think too much, Adrian snapped, his voice like ice, yanking Xavier’s attention back to him. “Don’t look at her,” Adrian growled. “You answer to me.” He was still consumed with petty jealousy even in such a serious situation. I almost rolled my eyes at him. I bit my lip and shook my head. Part of me wanted to reach out and calm my mate down, but another part of me was just… curious. What was he going to do next?

I stared at him in the eyes daring him to say anything. "Madison, please, just this once, I don't want to lose you," Adrian pleaded, his eyes begging me to agree. "Adrian I think that's enough," Xavier put his hand to Adrian's shoulder but Adrian removed it. "You shouldn't tell me what to do, why do you still keep interfering in Ryan and Madison's life when you should be forcing your attention on your marriage!" Adrian yelled at Xavier. I became stiff, what does he mean about marriage life? What Xavier married to someone, but when and how? That was when it suddenly clicked.

" Iam Mason. This is Pheobe, my sister and this is uncle chuck. I call him my uncle, but he isn't. We..." " Come to the point, you idiot. Why are you going easy on her?" Pheobe interrupted as she got frustrated by Mason's talks. " Why's the rush? We got all the time," he said. ' I got no time to waste' I thought which I couldn't express with these tape on my mouth. " So introduce yourself," He said like we are having a nice conversation. A pause. " Oh right. The tape," Mason laughed and took it. " Iam Sydney Marin. I don't need to tell you about me. Come straight to the point,"

— Okay, go help him with the coffee… Maybe you’ll find his heterosexuality in the coffee powder. I walk into the kitchen and MR. X was finishing serving my mug. I approach and steal a fiery kiss from her lips. He stares at me for a moment and then lifts me up on the kitchen counter, forcing his hip between my legs. Lift my skirt up and then pull my panties, gliding with it through my legs until it reaches my feet. His head positions itself between my thighs and then begins to explore my sex, making me moan intensely. As his tongue explored me, my desire to scream grew, but then I remember that not far away is Filomena mumbling and convincing himself that Mr. X is gay. — Definitely... you...

He was tired, he was angry, he felt frustrated yet hope pulsed through his veins as his gaze lingered on Maya's picture. Melissa had given up on retrieving her phone at this point. She could understand. The door opened, Xavier didn't look up, from Maya's picture as his finger trailed her features. Dirty, filthy rather yet still so beautiful. The welt and the bruise had not hidden her delicate frame or her red full lips he missed nipping on. Brian came in with takeouts which he evenly distributed among the crew who immediately began a ravenous feast.