Novel & Cerita Prince Adams

The auditorium goes very, very quiet. Every single person on my team is holding their breath, because this is Adam Hart — the Ice Prince, campus legend, the name that fills auditoriums and rewrites odds — and he just showed up to rehearse a play he didn't have to agree to, for a girl he once told to give up. "You said seven," he says. "I did," I say. "It's seven-oh-three." "You're still here." A pause. Something moves through his expression — barely, briefly — and then he drops his bag in the front row, shrugs off his jacket, and says, to the room at large: "Let's start from the top."

Just then, a servant's panicked voice came from outside. "Princess! Something terrible has happened! Prince Thomas is trying to drown Mr. Maynard in the pond! No one can stop him!" Keisha didn't move. She stayed bent over Sebastian. "Princess!" the servant shouted again. "If he wants to make a scene, let him. Don't bother me." "But Mr. Maynard just married into the estate. If he dies now—" Keisha didn't even look up. The servant sighed and escorted the three doctors out.

she said returning the hug. He held her at arm’s length. “You’re growing up so fast.” The President shook his head. “And how many times do I have to tell you to call me Mr. Adam. I was there when you were born and nothing more than a squealing bundle in blankets.” “I know.” A blush rose up Eliza’s cheeks. “Probably a few more.” “And who’s your friend here?” President Richardson eyed James. “Mr. Adam—” “Much better.” “—this is James Olympia. James this is well, you know.”

Elizabeth, on the other hand, walked towards the doors like this was nothing new to her, leaving Nine behind. When they were in, the guards shut the door, now standing to guard it, while others led Nine and the Queen to an elevator, then an empty hallway with chairs before opening the doors to an office at the end of the hall. In it was a gray haired man, with green eyes and a jolly look on his face. Nine could tell that he was the type to always be positive. "Elizabeth," "Adams," She stated, still with an air of dignity. "I said my visit here shouldn't be announced to the public."

He always escorted the third princess to events and it seemed like a strategic decision. In front of them was Sebastian Adamantine. One of the smartest men in the continent despite his stature. He became a financial advisor to the King and conducted trade around the continent for his mothers company named after her, Vivia Trade Company. He was also an eligible bachelor but was well known for his sister complex.

Kevin rolled his eyes and continued walking while Adam followed. Adam was the only one who knew of Kevin's status and it wasn't because Kevin had told him, It turns out Adam had paid a visit to their town, and that's how he knew Kevin was a Prince. "It wouldn't hurt Adam, wipe that look off your face." "What look?" Adam stole a glance at him. "I don't have any look on your face. Aren't you suspicious?" Kevin threw his head back laughing. "Suspicious? For a man trying to get awareness for a charity event?"

Luke Adams alighted the car as the bodyguard opened the door for them. “Welcome to my school Alfred, “ Mr. Luke said as he turned to Alfred who smiled at him. Mr. Luke Adams is one of the most popular and richest CEOs in Singapore. He owns LK architectural company and LK world Academy which is known worldwide. Mr. Luke Adams is a man in his 90’s. He’s a very generous man. The first time he met Alfred, he saw a man of potential in him and he liked him so much. He became a business partner with Alfred and not only as a business partner, but he also saw Alfred as a son even though he was not opportune to have any kid.

The manager looked at Emily menacingly and quickly raised his hand to his two men to throw Emily outside but… “If you dare to touch her, consider this restaurant close by tonight,” Warren spoke with a dignified tone. It was the only time the manager had a closer look at Warren. Because Warren had gone from the outside for too long, it was very difficult to recognize him but with his dignified words, the manager was stunned. This guy belonged to the Adams! He was the second grandchild of the powerful Master Frederick Adam in the city. Warren’s words suddenly became so heavy burned on his shoulder.

Adam holds out his hand towards Hunter, “I’m Mr. Wright from…” “I know who you are,” Hunter raises a single eyebrow, ignoring the outstretched hand. “You’re the new associate at CCRP. Didn't you just fly in from Berlin?” “Paris, actually,” Adam slowly retracts his hand, trying to make it look casual as he grabs a glass of wine from a cart. “But I've been in New York for a month now and... .”

Adams wasn't planning to have me here was he? A bigger part of me was thinking there was more to his kindness towards me.And thinking of the possible options made me shudder in fear. Could he be having a spark for me? He pulled me closer to him,reconnecting his lips with mine,his lips started moving downward,leaving a trail of his kisses on my collar bone and then the swell of my breast. I struggled to maintain my shaky control, “Adams not here.”breaking from the kiss. “I can have you anywhere”he said,