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Chapter 1

Author: Iamdera
last update publish date: 2026-05-12 19:18:05

The bass from the club's speakers vibrated right through the soles of Adrian’s shoes and into his chest. He sat alone in the dim, red-lit VIP section, swirling a glass of neat whiskey.

He hated places like this. He hated the flashing lights and the suffocating energy of the crowd below. But the noise was loud enough to drown out the silence. Ever since Elena died, the quiet of his massive penthouse was the one thing he couldn't handle.

He took a slow sip of his drink, his face a blank mask. That was when he saw him.

The man was moving through the packed dance floor like he owned the place. He had sharp, striking features and a confident, almost arrogant way of carrying himself. Adrian felt a strange pull in his chest. Curiosity. It was an itch he hadn't felt in twelve months.

The stranger stopped at the bar, ordered a drink, and then turned his head. His eyes locked dead onto Adrian’s. He didn't look away. He just stood there, holding Adrian's gaze with a faint, daring smirk.

The man walked up the stairs to the private section. Adrian's massive bodyguard stepped in front of him, but Adrian gave a subtle flick of his fingers. The guard stepped aside.

The man walked over and dropped into the leather chair right across from Adrian.

"This section is private ," Adrian said, his voice flat.

"I know," the man replied smoothly. "But it looked a little lonely up here. I'm Luca."

They spent the next hour talking. Luca was quick, dodging Adrian's probing questions with jokes and sharp comebacks. He was testing Adrian's boundaries. He would lean in close to speak over the music, letting his arm brush against Adrian's.

Adrian usually shut people down instantly. But tonight, something about the dangerous spark in Luca's eyes kept him playing the game.

"Do you always take strangers home?" Luca asked quietly, leaning in so close that Adrian could feel the heat of his breath against his jaw.

Adrian looked at him, his dark eyes heavy. "Tonight... we'll see."

The ride up to Adrian’s penthouse was thick with tension. The moment the doors slid open, revealing the dark apartment overlooking the city, the waiting was over. Adrian grabbed Luca by the lapels of his jacket and backed him up against the wall. Luca let out a breathless laugh just before Adrian kissed him.

It wasn't sweet. It was rough and desperate. Adrian kissed him moving slowly down his neck leaving marks that burned against his skin . Luca didn't back down; he pushed right back, his hands tangling in Adrian's hair. Shirts were tossed onto the floor as they stumbled toward the bed. For the first time in a year, Adrian’s mind went totally blank. There was only the heat of the moment and the intoxicating distraction of the man underneath him.

Hours later, the apartment was deathly still.

Adrian was lying on his stomach, his face buried in the pillows. The exhaustion had hit him like a freight train, and for the first time in months, he was trapped in a deep, heavy sleep.

Hours later, the penthouse was quiet.

The early morning light was just starting to peek through the curtains. Luca woke up slowly, feeling the weight of the night settle over him. He sat up carefully, moving an inch at a time so he wouldn't wake Adrian up.

He stayed still for a second, watching Adrian. He wasn't the kind of guy who stayed for breakfast. Luca was used to one-night stands fast, fun, and no strings attached. He didn't know how to do ‘‘morning afters,’’ and he didn't want to start now.

Quietly, he slid out of the bed. He found his clothes scattered on the floor and pulled them on, trying not to let his belt buckle clink. He didn't leave a note. He didn't leave his number. To him, this had been a great night with a handsome man, and it was better to leave while things were still perfect.

Without a sound, he walked toward the elevator. He didn't look back as the doors slid shut. He slipped out of the penthouse and into the cool, early morning air, feeling satisfied and free.

Adrian slept on, totally alone in the dark, having no idea that the "one night stand" who just walked out was actually the son of his greatest enemy.

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