n paranoia. Every glance felt like a challenge, every shadow a threat. Luca had warned me about
focusing on my work. But avoidance wasn't enough. Adrian was watching me, his dark e
ffocatingly tense days th
ing room and was headed toward the kitchen
le
llway. His suit was immaculate, as always, but there was something about the wa
ed, trying to kee
id, his tone leaving
pounding with each step. He led me to his stud
motioning to the chai
e walked around the desk and sat down. He leaned back,
ice calm but laced with menace, "w
ped. "Nothing,"
ng into a faint smile. "Don't lie to m
I insisted, my
ms on the desk. "I don't trust people who ask questions they
h to protest, bu
old. "You've been in places you have no business
nything," I said, my voi
I thought he was going to lash out. But then
he said softly,
in my lap, trying to
work for me. That means you follow my rules, and you stay out of my
erate to get out of th
me for a moment longer before
eart was racing, but more than anything, I was angry-angry at Adrian for intimidating me, angry
unter over and over in my mind. Adrian was testing
e-not just with suspicion, but with somethi
e, whether it was passing by while I cleaned or lingering in the kitchen while I worked. His presence
, Adrian entered the room without a word. I kept my head
ight," he said af
ure of how to respond. "Just
sound low and unset
work, but my han
ing here, Elena?"
off guard, and I turned
nreadable. "Is that the truth? Or are you
the truth," I
ze piercing. "Good. Becaus
ng in the air, and I felt
, Elena?" he asked, his voice
ck by the question.
a faint smile. "Maybe I ju
with unspoken tension. I didn't know what to say,
a walked in, his eyes immediately
ng?" he asked, his tone li
ed, his smile fad
expression unreadable. "Elena,
ll dominating the room as I nodded a
re?" Luca demanded as soon
d, trying to keep
his eyes blazing. "You're pla
ng," I shot back, my fr
drian's testing you. He wants to see how far you
sked, my voice trembling.
ing. "Because if he decides you're a