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CHAPTER NINE

Author: Andrea Katie
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-15 07:02:05

Adrian’s POV

The amber liquid in Adrian’s glass caught the flickering light of the fireplace, casting golden hues that danced across the mahogany walls of his study. The room, adorned with shelves of leather-bound books and antique artifacts, exuded an air of timeless elegance. Yet, amidst this grandeur, a palpable tension lingered, thickening the air like an impending storm.

He swirled the whiskey, watching the liquid form gentle whirlpools, mirroring the turmoil within him. The silence was deafening, broken only by the occasional crackle of the fire and the distant ticking of an ornate grandfather clock.

His gaze drifted to the phone lying face-up on the desk. The message he had sent to Sienna earlier that day remained unanswered. “Can we talk?” Simple, yet laden with the weight of unspoken emotions and regrets.

He leaned back, the leather chair creaking under his weight, and closed his eyes. Memories flooded in, unbidden and relentless.

Reminiscing

He remembered the first time he s
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