The ride back to the penthouse was a blur of red taillights and muffled groans.
With Adriana sitting hunched in the backseat beside Antonio, her face pinched as wave after wave of cramping slammed through her. She bit her lower lip hard, refusing to let tears fall in front.
Eros watched her quietly, his hand hovering near hers but never quite touching. He didn’t know what to do with the version of her—the strong, sharp woman now folded in pain beside him.
“Can you walk?” he asked gently as the car came to a stop outside the penthouse entrance.
Adriana nodded weakly and stepped out. Eros followed close behind, his hand instinctively hovering near her back.
But Adriana only made it a few steps before stopping short. She froze mid-stride with her hand gripping the side of her hip, as another spasm hit—harder this time. She couldn't help but let a small sound escape her lips.
Eros was at her side in a second. Withou
With Eros' arms firm beneath Adriana’s thighs, he set her down slowly, letting her feet touch the cool tile of the enclosed glass bathroom floor. For a long beat, he looked at her with a kind of aching hunger that made Adriana’s chest tighten.Swiftly, he turned the heated shower on, the sound of the steamy water already running filling the glass space with a low, steady roar. Adriana could feel the heat of it rising as fog veiled the glass and the bright lights above them with a misty glow.With her soft nightie clinging damp against her body from the steam, her curves became outlined. Without hesitation, Eros reached for the hem, his fingers brushing her thighs as he dragged the fabric upward. Adriana shivered, even though the bathing room was sweltering. She lifted her arms for him, and the shirt slid away, leaving her bare, with her nipples tightening in the heated air.Eros’ eyes flicked downward, and his jaw tensed. “You have no idea what you do to me even in your absence,” he m
Natalia’s lips curled into a smug smile as she watched him leave. She had known him too well—his pride, his stubborn silence, and most of all, his hidden guilt.A man like him was predictable when pushed with the right bait. She knew Eros might pretend he was in control, but the second he saw that video, the second he saw the child's face and heard his laughter, she knew he was hers again, whether he admitted it or not.As Eros stood across the Chief’s officer's desk with his usual quiet authority, his gaze became sharp as he muttered, “I’m bailing her out tonight.”The chief of police leaned back in his chair, surprise flickering across his weathered face. “Is your wife aware of this, sir?” he questioned.Eros’s jaw tightened. “No, she isn’t. Which is exactly why I’ll be bribing you to keep the identity of the bailer sealed. Name your price.” He stated, his voice dangerous, almost daring.The chief raised a brow, testing him. “One hundred thousand for her bail, and another hundred th
Adriana sat cross-legged on her bed, her laptop propped up on her thighs, the glow of the screen casting pale light across her face. Her fingers tapped furiously against the PC keys, but it wasn’t work that had her riled—it was Antonio. With his voice still echoing in her ears, his audacity burned like acid in her chest.Every sentence he’d thrown at her replayed itself, his calmness clashing violently with her fury. Then, she muttered a curse under her breath, her jaw tightening, as she slammed the “enter” key harder than necessary.The sound of the door creaking open broke her thoughts, and her head snapped up. There, she saw Eros stepping in, looking all dressed up in casual dark jeans and a crisp shirt that carried the effortless style he always carried without trying.Adriana blinked, her irritation momentarily softening. “You have an outing?” she asked, her voice laced with surprise.“Yeah. It’s a friend of mine who just flew into the country. A little catch-up, and a little bus
As Antonio’s car glided smoothly along the tiled road, its engine hummed softly in the quiet of the late afternoon. In the backseat, Hardin and Tessa sat on either side of him, their bodies leaning comfortably against the car's cushions.Hardin, restless as always, suddenly tilted his head up, his eyes wide with curiosity.“Uncle,” he said, his voice breaking the silence. “...Why is your house so far from ours?” he added.Antonio glanced down at him with a faint smile tugging at his lips, his expression calm and almost unreadable. “It’s not that far, champ. We’re almost there.” He replied softly and reached over to ruffle his hair.Half-satisfied, Hardin gave a little shrug and went back to watching the world pass by his window.Ten minutes later, the car eased into the parking lot, the engine cutting. The house loomed tall against the evening light; its sleek edges reflected the sun’s golden descent.As the backseat door opened, Antonio helped Tessa climb down first, his hands restin
The glass door sliding open, it revealed Antonio's standing figure in the doorway. His sharp outfit framed him perfectly; his face, however, remained hard and unreadable as his eyes locked with Eros’s.“Come in,” Eros said flatly, giving him only a quick glance before turning back toward the living room where Adriana and her kids were seated.“Uncle!” Hardin and Tessa squealed in unison the moment Antonio stepped in.In that instant, they sprang up from the couch, their feet padding against the floor as they raced toward him.Antonio’s expression melted the second he saw them. He crouched low, and his arms opened wide to catch them both. As Hardin and Tessa's bodies collided against him, a genuine smile abruptly spread across his lips. He pulled them closer to himself, his cheek paused against theirs.“I’ve missed you guys’ faces,” he murmured in a voice softer and warm. Then, he pulled back and pinched their cheeks gently, his hands lingering there as if he couldn’t quite let go.Jus
As morning rays of sunlight spilled gently across the room, slipping through the curtains, Adriana stirred beneath the warmth of Eros’ arm wrapped around her naked frame. With the thought that he's still asleep, he gently lifted her head from his bare chest.But unexpectedly, her gaze met with his steady one, his blue eyes wide awake and piercing, like they'd been waiting for her to be awake. “Good morning,” he said in a husky voice with a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.Adriana blinked at him, then pressed her lips together before opening them. “Good morning, I need to use the bathroom,” she muttered.“Of course you should. It’s your room, after all.” Eros replied, his tone turning playful as a teasing whine edged in.Adriana rolled her eyes at him and gave him a light punch on his chest. “Ouch! That really hurt,” he exaggerated, clutching at the spot she hit, his voice dripping with mock pain.A soft laugh escaped Adriana's lips at his act, her head shaking as she sli