ログインBeverly POVI still couldn't wrap my head around it.Even though it had been hours since Adrian left, the thought of everything that had happened remained lodged stubbornly in my mind. No matter how hard I tried to focus on something else, my thoughts kept circling back to him.That morning, as I sat in front of my computer trying to continue my research on Brandon Cole, the memories came rushing back once again.The way Adrian had suddenly shown up at my apartment.The injuries.The strange answers.The things he refused to explain.Honestly, how he had even found my apartment wasn't something I was particularly bothered about anymore. At this point, Adrian had already proven himself capable of doing things that made absolutely no sense.But what bothered me was the wounds.The deep cuts.The bruises.The blood.A shiver crawled down my spine as I stared blankly at my screen.Was he a criminal?Was he a killer?The thought made my stomach tighten.As a matter of fact, I didn't and wo
Adrian POVThe dull ache from the gunshot wound I had gotten last night still burned through me. Every step I took sent a sharp strain through my shoulder, and by the time I walked into my company that morning, I could already feel the muscles tightening around the injury."Boss, are you really sure you're strong enough for this?"As usual, Raphael noticed. Immediately concern flashed across his face as he stepped into the elevator with me, his eyes lingering on the slight stiffness in my movements."Definitely."I answered without hesitation, maintaining the same composed expression I had worn ever since leaving Beverly's house. Thankfully, he hadn't asked this question in front of her."It's just a little wound. I'll be fine."I pressed the button for my floor and leaned casually against the elevator wall, though the movement pulled at my shoulder more than I cared to admit."Yeah..." Raphael still looked unconvinced.His brows furrowed, and he folded his arms across his chest as he
Beverly POV“You bastard, you think this is a joke?”I couldn’t help the frown pulling hard at my face as I glared at him.Really, to think the whole time I had been scared out of my wits, almost running crazy while he sat there smiling about it like it was normal.“Yeah... I know it isn’t.” His lips curled slightly, amusement flickering in his eyes. “And I know it’s crazy for me to do that, but then it’s kind of pleasing seeing you worry about me.”Now that only deepened my glare the fact the bastard actually looked pleased with himself.I didn’t reply though. Instead, I stood up to leave because from the way color had already returned to his face and the way he was already running his mouth, he looked fine obviously fine enough to annoy me.The night passed slowly in a blur as I sat beside his bed watching him sleep. The room stayed quiet except for the low hum of the air conditioner and the occasional sound of cars outside the windows.And somehow, despite everything, I couldn’t sto
Beverly POVWhat the hell happened to him?However I barely had time to process the shock before his eyes rolled shut. One second he was standing tall like nothing could touch him, the next his body gave out and crashed forward like he was collapsing.“Adrian!” I screamed, lunging toward him I reached him just before he could fall and his weight slammed into me, almost immediately.My knees buckled, but I forced myself to hold him up, one arm wrapped around his torso, the other gripping his shoulder tightly as if letting go would make this real.“Stay still. I’m going to get you help,” I said, my voice shaking despite the firmness I tried to force into it.My heart hammered violently against my ribs as I dragged him down, easing him onto the floor. My hands trembled so badly I had to clench my jaw to steady myself. At that moment, I forgot every reason I had to hate him just as rescue Instinct took over, raw and urgent.I laid him flat on the ground and heard him let out a small groan
Beverly POV“So, you want to know who handled your son’s autopsy seven years ago?”Director Brown gave me a strange look, one I couldn’t quite place. It was a mix of caution and probing, as though he was trying to read more than just my words.I swallowed, forcing myself to stay still as I shoved the intrusive thoughts of Adrian and what he had done for me earlier away from my mind, yet again.Hell, the thought wouldn’t leave me. It kept trying to creep back in, distracting and confusing, but I couldn’t afford that right now, so I shoved it aside and focused on the man before me instead.“Yes, Director Brown,” I nodded slowly.Up close, I noticed he looked older now. The years seemed to have carved deeper lines into his face, and there was a slight heaviness to his posture that hadn’t been there before.But his eyes… those sharp grey eyes hadn’t dulled one bit. They still carried that piercing intensity, like they could strip a person bare with a single glance.“But I thought we concl
Beverly POVFor a moment, I couldn’t believe my eyes.So I blinked.Once.Twice.But even after the second time, the image didn’t shift and I realized my eyes weren’t deceiving me.He was really standing there.Adrian Cruz.His posture was calm, almost effortless, shoulders relaxed, hands tucked neatly into his pockets like he didn’t have a single care in the world.But his eyes… his eyes were anything but calm. They were cold, sharp, fixed directly on my wrist like he could still see the imprint of the guards’ grip on my skin.“I believe I made something clear.”His voice was quiet, and controlled as he spok. That kind of quiet that carried more weight than shouting ever could.He tilted his head slightly, his gaze darkening as they stayed on my wrist.“I said, let her go.”Something shifted in that instant like an invisible force had snapped into place.And as if something unseen shoved them, the two guards released me so fast it almost made me stumble. My arm dropped to my side, ti
Beverly POVI felt the color drain from my face as I stared at the man I had long ago labeled my worst nightmare.Adrian Cruz.Sitting there besides the director like he belonged, one arm resting lazily on the chair, fingers loose, posture relaxed. Like this room, this hospital, this entire space b
Beverly POVIt had been two days since I sent the divorce papers to Marcus, and still, not a single response from him.Not even an acknowledgment or anything to show he had received it, but I hadn’t made a fuss yet because I knew exactly what he was doing.He was deliberately stalling; obviously he
Beverly POVAdrian Cruz.The name didn't just click in my head.It slammed into me. Like something sharp and cold pressed against the back of my skull.For a second I couldn't breathe as I stared at the man who stood a few feet ahead of me with his back slightly turned to me.The morning sun fell d
Beverly POVWhen I finally arrived at my suite that evening, exhaustion crashed into me all at once. I felt drained to the bone, like every ounce of strength had been wrung out of my body.Barely a day.It hadn’t even been a full day since I arrived in this city, and already it felt like I had live







