MasukAdrian POV"I'm not in the mood, Isabella," I said, stepping back from her."Not in the mood?" she pouted, following me as I moved away. "Come on, Adrian. Don't you want to feel better? I can make you feel so much better."She reached for me again, her hands trying to pull me closer, but I sidestepped her."I said I'm not in the mood," I repeated, my voice harder now. "Just... leave me alone tonight, okay?"Isabella's face darkened. "You never have time for me anymore," she complained, her voice taking on a whiny quality that made my irritation spike even higher. "I'm always here for you, and you're always too busy. What am I, Adrian? Am I just some decoration? Some plaything you can ignore whenever you feel like it?""Are you a baby?" I snapped, my patience finally wearing thin. "Can you not see that I'm busy right now? That I have things on my mind?""Oh, yes," Isabella said, her voice turning bitter. "I can see exactly what you're busy with. Is it Evelyn, right? You don’t have time
Adrian POVI tossed the car keys to the butler as soon as I stopped in front of the Whitmore mansion. I didn't even wait for him to open the door. I just got out and headed straight inside, my mind a tangled mess of thoughts and feelings I didn't understand.I couldn't be alone tonight. If I were alone, I knew I would lose my mind replaying everything. The phone call, the rush to the hospital, the sight of Evelyn lying in that ICU bed, connected to machines, fighting for her life.I needed anything to keep my thoughts from spiralling into darkness.As I walked into the house, my mother, who was lounging in the sitting room with a book on her favourite chair, looked up. When she saw it was me, she closed the book and rushed to me, her eyes were wide and searching.“Adrian,” she said urgently, gripping my arm as she reached me. “What I hear about Evelyn, is it true? Is she really in the hospital? Is it really as serious as the news is saying?"I nodded, too tired to even lie or soften t
Vincent POVThis was not an accident, nor was it a coincidence. Someone had deliberately planted a bomb in her car with the intent to kill her.And I didn't even know why or who would want to hurt her like this.Adrian started pacing again, and I could see his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides."Do you know who did this?" I asked Gabriel, looking up at him."No," Gabriel said. "But I have my people investigating. We'll find out.""Was it your enemies?" I asked, anger creeping into my voice. "Did you bring this down on her?"Gabriel stared at me for a few seconds.“Mr Hayes, why are you speaking to me so casually? Do we know each other?” He asked, giving me a cold smile.“We know each other’s names, that’s enough introduction. This is happening a few days after Evelyn had breakfast with you. Didn’t you get into a squabble with…”“Wait!” Adrian interrupted me, walking to where we stood. His gaze was on Gabriel, whose brow was arched in amusement. “You already had breakfast wi
Vincent POVI was halfway through reviewing a shipment manifest when a knock sounded on my door.“Come in,” I said, still scanning the numbers on the page.The door opened, and I raised my head to see my secretary walking in. She had a strange expression on her face.“What’s up?”"Have you seen the latest news?" she replied instead, her voice was tight.I shook my head and looked up from my papers. "What happened?"She didn’t say anything, she just dropped her tablet in front of me without a word and turned the screen toward me.I froze.The headline was in bold letters across the screen: "Bennett CEO Evelyn Bennett in Critical Condition After Car Explosion - Suspected Bomb."For a moment, I couldn’t process the words. I read the lines over and over again, trying to understand what they meant. My chest felt hollow like all the air had been sucked out at once.“What?” I breathed. My hands shook as I picked up the tablet and read the article."Evelyn Bennett, CEO of Bennett Corporation
Adrian POVThe drive to the hospital felt endless. Every second felt like an eternity. Images kept flashing through my mind—Evelyn hurt, Evelyn unconscious, Evelyn...No. I couldn't think like that. She was going to be okay. She had to be okay.Just as we pulled into the hospital parking lot, an ambulance was pulling up to the emergency entrance.I saw her being wheeled out on a stretcher.Even from a distance, I could see that she was severely hurt. Her clothes were torn and singed. Her face was pale. There was blood all over her face.Doctors and nurses were already waiting, moving into action the moment the ambulance doors opened.I jumped out of the car before Gabriel had even stopped it. I ran toward Evelyn, my heart pounding so hard I thought it might burst out of my chest."I'm Adrian Whitmore," I said urgently to the paramedic who was still accompanying the stretcher. "I'm her emergency contact.""Come with us," the paramedic said, waving me along as they wheeled Evelyn toward
Adrian POVI was furious.How dare Gabriel Ross?Gabriel Ross had the audacity to ask me about Evelyn. To sit across from me and inquire what she loved most in the world. He was making a move on her. The sheer audacity was driving me crazy. I'd spent months trying to get Evelyn back, and now this mafia boss thought he could waltz in and claim her.I wasn't going to let that happen.I was using the last scrap of restraint I had to keep my expression neutral as we continued the meeting. First, I needed this deal to happen because I’d lost so much. After what happened at the auction a few days ago, this deal was the silver lining I needed to my cloud.Not to mention I’d lost out on an investment days ago because of Evelyn.So, this Bangria project must happen, and I need to swallow whatever fury burning inside me to see it through to the end.Papers were spread across the table, figures highlighted, maps of Bangria’s mineral belt projected on the screen.“Manpower allocation will need to







