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Chapter 28; Uncharted territory
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The drive to Adrian’s penthouse was suffocatingly quiet. The usual hum of city life outside the window didn’t register, and neither did the streetlights passing by in blurs of white. My mind was fixated on Lucas and Monica, their betrayal lingering like an unwelcome shadow.Adrian sat beside me, his jaw clenched, fingers drumming impatiently against his thigh. His anger wasn’t just about Lucas anymore; it was something deeper. A betrayal that went beyond business. And I could feel it radiating off him, sharp and unrelenting."You know this is more than just about the company, right?" I ventured softly, unsure if I should push him further.He didn’t immediately respond, but his eyes flicked toward me, dark and unreadable. "It's personal now. He's not just coming after me, Bella. He's going after everything I’ve built, my family’s legacy."I could hear the raw frustration in his voice, but beneath that, something more vulnerable—a need to protect what was his. And maybe, somewhere deep
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The cool evening air wrapped around me as Adrian and I left his penthouse, but I could still feel the heat from the kiss we had shared earlier. It lingered on my lips, in my mind, making it hard to focus on anything else. We walked down the streets, side by side, yet the tension between us was palpable. I tried to push thoughts of Lucas and Monica out of my head, but it was impossible. I couldn’t help but wonder what kind of storm was brewing behind the scenes, and how much of it was going to hit Adrian, and inevitably, me.The city buzzed with life as we walked, the sidewalks still alive with people enjoying the late hours. Every now and then, I could feel Adrian’s gaze on me, but he kept his thoughts to himself, as if still lost in his own mind, battling with whatever demons had been unleashed tonight.I wanted to say something to him, to break the silence that was thickening with every step we took. But what could I say? The lines between us were blurring faster than I had anticipa
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I barely had time to settle in after Adrian had left. My apartment, usually a sanctuary of peace, felt too quiet tonight. The echoes of our conversations—both spoken and unspoken—were loud in the stillness. I sank onto the couch, staring at the door, half expecting…no, hoping…he would come back.It was foolish, of course. Adrian had left. He had said goodnight. But something in his eyes, in the way he had touched my face so tenderly, had hinted that he wasn’t ready to let this night end any more than I was.I had barely started to convince myself that I was imagining things when there was a knock on the door.My heart jumped into my throat. I stood up slowly, as if rushing would break the fragile reality that was now in front of me. Could it really be him?When I opened the door, there he was—Adrian Langston, standing in the hallway of my modest apartment building, looking like he had wrestled with every reason to stay away and had lost.His dark eyes met mine, and there was a flicker
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(Adrian’s POV)I tried to walk away from her. God knows I tried. But as soon as I left Bella’s apartment, something gnawed at me. A tightening in my chest that wouldn’t ease. The thought of her, alone, thinking through everything that had happened with Lucas and Monica, replaying tonight’s disaster in her mind—it didn’t sit right with me. Not after the way her eyes had softened, calming me down when I was ready to tear Lucas apart.I reached my car, hands gripping the steering wheel, but I couldn’t bring myself to drive away. It had been a long time since someone had been able to bring me down from the edge like that. I’m used to having everything under control—emotions locked tight, decisions made with precision. But tonight? I lost it. Lucas had pushed me too far, and I was ready to break bones. If Bella hadn’t been there… No, I don’t even want to think about that.She’s got this way of looking at me—like she sees the parts of me I’m too afraid to show the world. She makes me want
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