Miraculous Marinette And Adrien Novels & Stories

Adrian said smilingly, “The scenery is beautiful here. We should take a rest. Let’s catch some game and put them on a bonfire. I’m sure you’ve never tried that.” “I can’t eat right now!” Andre was panicking. All of the carriages were full, and they could not even fit one more person. “I’ve given my promise. I can’t go back on my word.” “This was an accident.” Adrian smiled. “We’ll let the coachman take a look at it. It’s futile for us to panic, so let’s just enjoy life a little.” They sat in a circle. Marissa was pale, seemingly exhausted. Some color returned to her face when she saw the beautiful scenery before her. “It’s beautiful!” she said.

Rocky whispers, smiling still. “No,” I firmly decline, I don't want anything to do with this man, that one night of outlandish was enough. Mr crazy comes forward and introduces himself, seemingly normal when he speaks. “Hi, I'm Adrian. Adrian Moretti.” I don't shake his hand, I merely stare at it and then lift my gaze to his. His stare is expressionless, he has this blank look in his eyes like most rich people I've met. “We've met,” I feign a smile. “A very unpleasant encounter if you ask me.”

Lisa asked, her curiosity piqued. Martha lowered her voice even further. "Adrien has a temper. And when he gets angry, people tend to disappear. I wouldn't want to see anything happen to you." Before Lisa could ask any more questions, Adrien appeared out of nowhere, looking livid. "What the hell are you doing here, Lisa?" he growled. “Not again.” She quickly whispered to herself as she sensed the gravity of danger to come. "I was just talking to Martha, she looks so much like someone I used to know so I couldn’t really help it." Lisa said, trying to remain calm even as her heart raced.

The towering iron gates opened smoothly, and instantly my eyes widened, taking in the luxury cars parked in neat rows and the men in dark suits standing all over the place. One of the men ushered me inside. I was led through a beautiful flowery corridor. The floors of the house were smooth and glass-like. I could see my reflection on the floor. We arrived at a little glass house, and instantly my gaze caught that of Leonardo's. “So, what is it this time, Miss Mariella?” he asked, his voice cold and dismissive. I forced myself to stay composed, “I wanted to discuss Tatiana’s behavior.” I kept my tone steady, without avoiding his demeaning gaze.

In the distance, I could see rows and rows of grapevines. Suddenly, the sun and blue sky vanished, replaced by gray clouds, and it began to rain. "Does the rain bother you?" he asked me. I lifted my head, savoring the cool droplets on my face. "No. A rainy day in Italy is still better than a good day anywhere else." He laughed, and that made me look at him. His shirt was gone, revealing his smooth chest and perfectly sculpted muscles that would have made Michelangelo weep with their beauty. I reached out, tracing my fingers along his chest.

Obviously the conversation would have to come up at some point but for the moment it was the last thing I had to worry about. "And that is about it to say about her." I concluded "Already?" Margot exclaimed almost as if I hadn't been talking enough about Adrianna For some unknown reason she had a lot of interest with Adrianna. Not in a weird psychotic way obviously but in an admiring way. "She is a little evil but I love her with all my heart and soul." "It is quite rare to witness unconditional love especially if it is described through words but you did a great job." She smiled after finishing her sentence

Or even get enough of the scent. Who does this scent belong to? Looking down, in front of the tree, sat a lady in shattered dress and she looked unkempt and malnourished and she seemed to be sleeping. How come she is yet to notice us? Tenor stirred up and seemed suddenly interested in her. Who is she? "Mate!" He said and I stepped back a bit in abrupt shock. Mate? How could I have a mate? And that too so soon? "Please, don't give me that. Selene promised us a new mate. See, she look lean. Take her inside." He said but I could not move from the place.

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

Chapter Twenty Two Adrianna's pov Mira went on and on telling me how she got married and how she gave birth to twins unfortunately they died at birth. I felt sorry for her but I didn't say anything because I thought it would bring up old wounds, "What does your husband do for a living?" I asked stylishly if I was going to get married to his cousin I need to know more about them.

Mira looked away shyly as her hand was still hung in his neck. “I am no gay” he kissed Mira. “I am driving with my wife”. Craig raised his hand in surrender and drove off. “Where do we go from here?” Mira asked, rubbing his hair. Gerald placed his hand around her waist. “I don’t know baby, anywhere with you I want to go”. Mira smiled and led him to her car. “You are still driving this car” Gerald smirked. “Yes, and that’s not all. I can drive now”. She winked at him.