As soon as the car came to a halt, the driver was fast to get out and run to the door of Adrian's side.
He pulled the door open. But his employer didn't make any effort to step out. He kept typing his phone at a furious pace, a permanent frown was set on his wide forehead.
A sigh left me.
Nodding at the awkward driver, signaling him to leave, I turned to my achingly beautiful and infuriating husband.
"We are here," I said.
No answer.
Not even a glance.
"The pilot is waiting for us."
Ignored.
I rolled my eyes.
He has been in this foul mood since Sinister called and invited us to a very important family event in Russia. And Lilly's being there with her former yet new partner was the main reason behind the stick that stuck up my husband's ass. Lilly shifted to R
