Adrian had not sat down for close to a minute when his door opened again. He did not bother to raise his head up as he thought that it was Nicole, but Nicole's shoe wouldn't be making clicking sounds on the floor. He raised his head just in time to see Rose rushing around his desk to hug him and plant a kiss on his cheek. The strong scent of her perfume wrapped around him, and he felt himself and his world cringing in disgust. Adrian shoved her off. "What the fuck was that for?”. Rose yelled in surprise as she fought to find her balance on her heels. "What do you want?”. Adrian's voice was cold. He was fighting with his wolf, who wanted them to go and meet Mia to confirm what Gideon just said. His wolf was telling him not to believe anything until he heard from Mia first. Rose bit her lips at his cold question, but she plastered a smile on her face and moved closer to him. “I came to see you, of course. Haven't you missed me?”. " What do you want?”. Adrian asked again. He knew
"Yes, I love her”. Since when? He could not remember when he had fallen in love with his mate, but he just knew that he was in love with her. Most of the time anything came up that involved her, he reacted more than his wolf. After their first night together, where she stole his two million dollars, his plan had been to kidnap her and break her, but somewhere along the line, everything changed. At first it was the mating bond and his wolf they kept drawing him to her, and soon it was him who wanted to be with her. He has always been detached from people even when they were very close to people and did not understand how coming home to someone felt like until her. He found himself doing things and tolerating things he could never have if it were to come from someone else. He found himself yearning for her to talk to him, to have all her attention. He kept trying to convince himself that it was because he did not want her to escape, that's why he kept her locked in his house and c
"I know about Dustin too”.He knew everything already, so what was the need of coming to ask her? What was the need to still hide it from him? She might as well just tell him everything from the beginning. He might take pity on her, or he might think that her story was not his cup of tea and still return her to Gideon because whatever Gideon had given to him was far more important than her touching story. Or maybe after hearing about Dustin, he would understand why she did what she did. Perhaps he would take pity on her because of the little guy. There were too many maybes going through her mind. What will, will be, so there was no need of prolonging the inevitable. "You want to know everything?”. There was a pathetic smile on her face as she asked him. She refused to meet his gaze, her eyes remained fixed on the floor that was still bright red with that man's blood. It hadn't been cleaned up. She hates the smell of the room and would have thrown up a long time ago, except that s
The sound of the gunshot was still echoing in Mia's ear, and the picture of Enzo's lifeless eyes refused to leave her mind. She trudged after Marco in a daze as he led her somewhere. She stopped when he did and when he began to move again, she forced herself to go with him. He led her into a room and stopped to face her. Mia looked up at him." Did you see what happened to Enzo? You should keep that tough girl character, if not, you'll die before your father gets here. Now sit down and wait”. The bile that had been rising in the pit of her stomach rushed to her throat, and she opened her mouth and retched on him. " What the fuck”. Marco yelled in disgust as he jumped away from her. He raised his hand to hit her, but on remembering what that had cost Enzo, he held himself back. “Stupid thing”. He watched in disgust as she continued to vomit. When she was done, Mia looked up at Marco. It was almost as if she could not see him. " Go and sit there. The maid will clean this mess up”.
Mia looked at the hand that was roaming around her body. Fingers pinched her pink, dusty nipples before moving on to scrub her body clean. Mia followed the hand up to look at the owner of the hand. His brows were furrowed in concentration as he washed and at the same time groped her. Her brain was still lagging a bit, and she could not understand why she was back in her room in Adrian's house? Why was she in a hot tub and Adrian was washing her body clean? But that's undoubtedly what was happening. Adrian's hand did not pause as he looked up from her body to meet her eyes. He only arched one bushy brow at her," what?”. " Are you bathing me or groping me?”. Mia asked him. " All of the above”. Then he went back to looking at her body. Mia sighed and said nothing. She didn't understand why he was doing what he was doing when he was going to take her back to Gideon soon. She looked down at the foamy water that was already getting cold. Soon Adrian was done bathing her. He carried
When she woke up again, she was not alone, Adrian was behind her. She could hear his steady breathing and she knew that he was awake. She was using one of his hands as a pillow while the other one was pinching her breast. Not only that, but she could feel his erection pressing against her bottom. Her breathing quickened, but she remained still, waiting to see what he would do. "I know you are awake”. His hand left her breast, and he used the hand to wrap around her to hug her close.Mia turned around to face him, thinking about how he knew that she was awake when she had not moved. Her head was under his chin, so she could not see his face. She inhaled deeply, breathing in his familiar and soothing scent. His hand caressed her back before moving to push her hair out of her face. His hands then moved down to her breast, but he did not stop. He caressed her stomach and she held her breath in anticipation, thinking that he would move his hands downwards, but he kept his hands on her st
“ I still don't trust you”.Adrian fixed his blue eyes upon the man who was sitting on the other side of the table opposite him. FBI agent Henry Bradford. The man he has been working with to bring Gideon down for years. As much as he wanted to storm over to Gideon and put a clean gunshot wound in his head, he wanted him to suffer before his death. Killing him was too easy.“ You don't have to”.“ I hate this place”. Henry looked around the dimly lit room. They were in an underground club filled with drug Lord's and different criminals that the FBI had been searching for. He was itching to arrest them all. “ It's riddled with the likes of you. You should have come to me”.Adrian's lips curl up in a cold smirk at Henry's words," I don't go to people, they come to me, and what is my type?”.“ Drug Lord's, mafia bastards. You need my help”.“That's where you have gotten it wrong, Bradford. You need my help, not the other way round”. Adrian raised one hand to stop Henry when he opened his
She shouldn't have said it. She regrets saying it, but it was already too late to take it back. All the way home, he had stared out of the window and not said a word to her until they got home. She trailed after him wanting to apologize, but she couldn't bring herself to say a word. He had never looked so distant from her. His face was calm and stony and unapproachable.When he entered his room, she wanted to go after him but on remembering a certain memory of the first time she entered his room, she decided against it and went to her room hoping that he would come. He didn't. She stayed awake all night, tossing and turning. Waiting for him to push the door open and come to bed to wrap his hand around her, nothing. She finally fell asleep but woke up screaming in the middle of the night and couldn't go to sleep. She was half expecting him to come bursting through her door to hold her in his arms because of her screaming and he would whisper comforting words to her like he always doe