로그인Adrian was looking at me so intensely that I eventually had to look away. I couldn’t hold his gaze for too long. Not when my thoughts were already spiraling this badly. Silence stretched between us again. I simply didn't know what to believe. My eyes had seen one thing, but deep down in my heart, I still wanted to trust him. Then he spoke again. "I found out it was Maisie’s plan all along." I frowned faintly, immediately looking back at him. "Maisie's plan?" He exhaled slowly and rubbed a hand over his jaw tiredly. "Yeah, She planned the entire thing." He continued, "Also, that’s what I wanted to tell you when I came to your house on Friday." My brows pulled together slowly. "I was trying to tell you before things got worse," he added. "As if I knew something like this would happen." A dull headache began to form. I pressed my fingers lightly against my temple before looking at him again. "Adrian…" My voice came out quieter than I intended. "Are you lying to me?" Th
I wonder what she thinks of me right now. I dragged a hand through my hair again. At this point, she probably hates me. And the worst part? I couldn’t even blame her And Maisie… A dangerous anger flared through me at the thought of her. She had this all planned out. Every single part of it. My jaw tightened. The angle with which the picture was taken made it look like we kissed. I still couldn’t fully understand the level of desperation it took for someone to deliberately try destroying another person’s relationship like that. And somehow… she had succeeded. She was almost certainly the one who sent the picture to Amelia and how she had managed to get Amelia’s personal number, I didn't know and the mystery only fueled more anger in my gut. I felt angry at Maisie, at the situation. At myself... my past "playboy" reputation was finally catching up to me in the worst possible way. I had spent years being the man everyone thought I was, only to have that history weaponized again
I didn’t know how long I sat there. An hour? Maybe longer. But then came the long awaited knock at the front door. With what little strength I could gather, I took in a deep shaky breath, reached for my phone and walked out of the bedroom. I paused at the front door for a second, calming myself, before unlocking and slowly and opening it. Adrian stood there, looking as handsome as ever in a casual button-down and dark jeans. The moment he saw me, his face softened into that warm smile that usually made my heart flutter. Today, it only made the ache worse. And for one horrible second, my chest hurt even more because I loved him so much. He stepped inside without waiting for an invitation and immediately reached for me like he always did, wanting to pull me into his usual hug. I moved back before he could, just out of his reach. The movement was small but it stopped him instantly. His brows pulled almost immediately. I shut the door quietly. He looked at me properly then.
The sound of the knocking was followed immediately by the unmistakable squealing of Zoey and Brianna behind the door. I offered Adrian a quick glance before walking to the door. "Finally!" Zoey shouted, stepping into the house as I pulled the door open. "We have so much to..." She stopped short, her eyes widening a bit as they landed on the man sitting on the couch in my living room. Brianna who was right behind, nearly stumbled over Zoey. They both became quiet. Adrian stood up from the couch. "Oh," Brianna breathed, quickly smoothing down her hair. "Hello, Mr. Langford." Adrian offered them a polite, though distracted nod. "Good evening." The girls shook his hand before Zoey shot me a look that screamed 'We are talking about this later.' I smiled and turned back to Adrian. "Adrian," I called out softly, stepping toward him as the girls drifted toward the kitchen to give us a bit of privacy."What did you want to tell me?" He looked at me, and for a fleeting second, I
"When your boss is serious and ready to discuss business with me by himself, he can reach out to my office. You tell him that." I said. "But I will not stay here and tolerate this." Maisie’s eyes widened, but I was already done with this. I adjusted the sleeve of my suit sharply, already turning wanting to head out. I just wanted to leave and put this evening behind me. "Adrian, wait..." she called out. Against my better judgment, I glanced at her and in that split second, she closed the distance and before I could process her intent, she pressed her lips against mine. Irritation, disbelief, shock, and anger rose up inside me all at once. My first instinct was to shove her away with enough force, but I had to hold back. She was a woman, I wouldn't do that, no matter how much she deserved it. But I jerked my head back immediately, pulling away from her as if she’d burned me. I wiped my lips with the back of my hand, a gesture that was instinctive. "What the hell is wrong
The conversation flowed easily enough once we settled in. It stayed professional for the first half hour. Relaxed… but professional. Mr. Hale sat across from me as he answered the questions I asked while Maisie sat beside him, occasionally adding small details when necessary. "We’ve already tested the product in smaller markets," he went on. "The response exceeded expectations. But scaling it nationwide requires more infrastructure than we anticipated." "What exactly are you looking for?" I asked calmly. "Funding primarily," he answered honestly. "But not just money. Stability and strategic backing. Investors trust projects when Langford Group is attached. And with the distribution network and capital, we could scale this faster" I gave a slight nod. It was reasonable. Profitable too, if executed correctly. Maisie slid a document lightly across the table toward me. "Everything is outlined there." I glanced down briefly. The structure wasn’t terrible. I asked more point
Damn! I actually was attracted to him. The words hung between us, undeniable now that it has been said out loud. His gaze held mine for a second longer, like he was making sure. With his hand still resting on my cheek, he tilted his head to the other side of my face and leaned in as his lips b
I gave him a small smile. For a moment he just stood there looking at me, his eyes still fixed on my face as though he had forgotten what he was supposed to say next. "You look beautiful, Amelia," he said again. "Thank you," I replied. "You look good yourself. He actually did look good... li
When I got to the house, I unlocked the door and stepped inside, closing it quietly behind me.I kicked off my shoes near the entrance before heading straight to my bedroom.The moment I walked in, I dropped my purse onto the small table beside my bed and sat down on the edge of the mattress. For a
I stared at the screen.For a moment I actually considered typing back. 'How did you get my number?' But then I shook my head. Of course he had my number.Someone like Adrian Langford could probably get anyone’s number if he wanted. Still… he could have at least pretended to ask first. I slipped th







