LOGIN“Smile.”
I looked at Adrian. “I am smiling.”“No. You look terrified.”“Maybe because you’re staring at me like you’re about to fire me.”His mouth twitched. “You’re supposed to be my girlfriend tonight.”“Then stop looking at me like your employee.”“I’ve never had a girlfriend who worked for me.”“Exactly.”For a second, neither of us spoke then Adrian reached for my hand. My fingers stiffened.“Relax,” he murmured.“I am relaxed.”“You’re gripping my fingers hard enough to cut off circulation.”I immediately loosened my hand. “Sorry.”He looked down at our joined hands then back at me. “Don’t apologize.”The car stopped. Adrian glanced through the window. “We’re here.”My stomach tightened. Tonight was our first real test. Not his family. his grandmother and a private dinner.His company. Hundreds of people who knew him. People who knew I worked for him.People who would immediately notice that the woman standing beside Adrian Hawthorne was his assistant.The door opened. Adrian stepped out first then he turned and offered me his hand.I stared at it. “Come on.”I placed my hand in his. The cameras started almost immediately. Flash. Flash. Flash.Someone shouted his name. Another person called mine. I instinctively moved closer to him.Adrian’s hand settled around my waist and suddenly, I forgot how to breathe.“Keep walking,” he whispered.“You could have warned me.”“I thought you could handle it.”“I can.”“Good.”We entered the venue and the room changed. Conversations stopped.People turned. Someone actually dropped a glass. I wanted the floor to open beneath me.Daniel appeared almost immediately. He grinned.“Well, this is going to be entertaining.”Adrian gave him a warning look. Daniel ignored it. “Congratulations, brother. You managed to shock an entire company without announcing a new acquisition.”“Daniel.”“What?”“Go away.”Daniel laughed. He looked at me. “Don’t worry. He’s always this charming.”I smiled. “I’m beginning to notice.”Adrian’s eyebrows lifted.Daniel laughed harder. “She’s good.”Then he disappeared into the crowd. I released a breath. “Your family is strange.”“You haven’t met my family yet.”That did not make me feel better.We moved through the room.Everywhere we went, people smiled at Adrian and then looked at me.Some whispered. Some didn’t bother whispering. “That’s his assistant, right?”“I thought he didn’t date employees.”“How long has this been happening?”“Maybe she’s just another arrangement.”My smile weakened. Adrian heard the last comment. He stopped.The man who had said it immediately looked uncomfortable.Adrian’s voice was calm. Too calm. “If you have something to say about my relationship, say it to me.”The man swallowed. “I didn’t mean.”“I know exactly what you meant.” I touched Adrian’s arm. “It’s fine.”He looked at me. “No, it isn’t.”I shook my head slightly. “Please.”He held my gaze for another second before turning away. That tiny gesture surprised me.He had listened to me.Not because I was his assistant but because I had asked him to. We continued walking.“You didn’t have to do that,” I whispered.“Yes, I did.”“Why?”His eyes moved toward the crowd. “Because you’re with me.”My heart gave an uncomfortable little jump. I reminded myself it was acting. Nothing more.The real test came an hour later. We were speaking with several executives when Victor Hale approached.I knew him. Everyone at Hawthorne International knew him. Senior executive.Twenty years with the company. The kind of man who could make junior employees nervous simply by looking at them.He shook Adrian’s hand then he looked at me.“Miss?”“Adriana.”“Of course.”His eyes moved between us. “So this is the famous girlfriend.”Adrian’s hand tightened slightly around mine. Victor smiled. “Forgive me. I’m simply surprised.”“Why?” I asked.He raised an eyebrow. “You’ve worked for Adrian for two years.”“Yes.”“And now you’re dating him.”“Yes.”“That seems convenient.”The words hit harder than I expected. My smile disappeared. Adrian stepped forward.“Victor.”But I stopped him. “No.”He looked at me. I turned back to Victor. “You’re right.”Victor seemed surprised.I continued. “It is convenient.”Adrian stared at me. “So convenient,” I said, “that I know exactly when Adrian is lying, when he’s angry, when he’s about to cancel a meeting, and when he hasn’t eaten all day.”Victor’s lips twitched.I continued. “But if you’re asking whether I’m with him because of his position, then you should probably ask him why he chose me.”Silence. Everyone nearby suddenly seemed very interested in their drinks.Victor looked at Adrian. Adrian didn’t hesitate.“Because she is the only person in this building who isn’t afraid to tell me when I’m being an idiot.”Daniel, standing several feet away, nearly choked. Victor laughed.“Well.”He looked at me again. “I suppose that answers my question.”He extended his hand. “Welcome to the family.”I shook it. “Thank you.”When he walked away, I released the breath I’d been holding.Adrian leaned toward me. “That was impressive.”“I was terrified.”“You didn’t look terrified.”“I was.”His mouth curved slightly. “You hid it well.”I looked at him. “You looked angry.”“I was.”“Why?”He didn’t answer immediately then he said, “I didn’t like the way he spoke to you.”My heart skipped again. Before I could respond, someone called his name.He turned. I expected him to leave. Instead, he looked back at me. “Stay close.”I nodded and for the rest of the evening, he kept finding his way back to me.After every conversation. every handshake. After every meeting.His eyes always searched for me and every time he found me, his shoulders relaxed.At some point, I realized something terrifying. Adrian wasn’t pretending anymore.Not completely.Near the end of the evening, we stepped outside for some air. The noise faded behind us.I leaned against the railing. “That wasn’t as terrible as I expected.”Adrian stood beside me. “You did well.”“You sound surprised.”“I am.”I laughed. He looked at me. Really looked at me then he smiled.Not the controlled expression he gave executives. Not the cold CEO smile. A real one. Warm.Brief but real.“You know,” he said, “I actually enjoyed tonight.”I looked at him. “Because of the event?”He shook his head. “Because you were here.”My smile faded. For one second, neither of us moved then a camera flashed from across the street.I turned. “What was that?”Adrian’s expression changed instantly. “Stay here.”He walked toward the street. The person holding the camera disappeared behind a parked vehicle.Adrian’s security team rushed outside but whoever had taken the photograph was already gone.Across the city, a phone vibrated. Evelyn picked it up. An unfamiliar number had sent her one photograph.She opened it. Adrian stood beside a me. His hand was around my waist.I was smiling up at him. Evelyn’s smile vanished. She zoomed in. “Adriana.”She knew exactly who I was. She had seen my name before. Adrian’s assistant.The woman who had suddenly become his girlfriend. Evelyn opened another screen then another.“Let’s see who you really are.”She began typing. Within minutes, she had requested Adriana’s employment records, financial history, and personal information.Then she stopped. A single number caught her attention. Evelyn leaned closer.Her eyes narrowed. “Seventy-eight thousand dollars?” A slow smile returned to her face. “So that’s why.”She picked up her phone. “Find out everything.”Somewhere in the city, someone began digging into every weakness i had spent years trying to hide.Sometimes the person standing beside you is the one you trust most. Sometimes that is exactly why the truth hurts.“Adriana?”I turned. Adrian was standing a few steps away, watching me. My hand was still wrapped around my phone.“What happened?” I couldn’t speak. He came closer. “Adriana.”I finally held the phone out to him. “Look.”He took it. His eyes moved across the photograph then stopped.His entire expression changed. “Where did you get this?”“It was sent to me.”“By whom?”“An unknown number.”He zoomed in. Margaret stood beside Evelyn outside the estate. They weren’t smiling.They weren’t talking casually. They looked like two people discussing something they didn’t want anyone else to hear.Adrian’s jaw tightened. “I don’t understand.”“I thought Margaret was meeting someone.”“She wouldn’t.”“You said that before.”His eyes lifted to mine. “And I still believe it.”“Even after seeing this?”He looked back at the photograph. “Yes.”That answer hurt more than I expected. “
The morning felt almost normal. For a few precious minutes, I forgot there was someone watching me.“You’re staring at me again.”Adrian looked up from his coffee. “I’m allowed to stare at my wife.”I smiled despite myself. “Since when?”“Since you started pretending you don’t like it.”I lowered my eyes, fighting the smile that wanted to stay. For once, there was no argument between us.No threats and questions. Just Adrian sitting across from me, looking at me as though the rest of the world could wait.I wanted that moment to last. I should have known better. A knock came at the door.Adrian’s expression changed immediately.“Come in.”Marcus stepped inside. The warmth disappeared from the room. He held a tablet in one hand and looked directly at Adrian. “We found something.”Adrian put his cup down. “What?”Marcus glanced at me before answering. “The access record from yesterday.”My stomach tightened.Adrian leaned back. “And?”“The file containing Adriana’s personal information w
“Don’t touch my family.”I whispered the words at the screen, as if whoever sent the message could hear me.My hands were still shaking. The photograph of my brother remained open on my phone.I should have shown Adrian. I knew that. Instead, I locked my phone and slipped it beneath my pillow.For once, I didn’t want Adrian to fix something for me. I wanted to know who was doing this and why.The next morning, I waited until Adrian left for a meeting before I started searching.I checked the photograph again. There was no obvious clue. No sign and location.Just my brother standing outside our old house but I knew that photograph.My mother had taken it years ago. It had never been posted online. It wasn’t on social media.It wasn’t even saved on my current phone. Which meant whoever had it had gone looking for my family.I opened my contacts and called my brother. He answered after several rings. “Adriana?”“Are you home?”There was a pause. “Why?”“Just answer me.”“No. I’m at work.
The photograph stayed in my hand long after Adrian left.I kept staring at the words on the back, hoping they would somehow change. They didn’t.Christmas Eve. The night Adrian promised he’d marry me.I heard the library door open. I turned. Claire stood there. Her eyes dropped to the photograph.For the first time since I’d met her, her smile disappeared. “You found it.”My fingers tightened around the picture. “You knew it was here?”She closed the door behind her. “I knew Adrian kept it.”“Why?”She walked toward me slowly. “Because some memories are harder to throw away than people.”I stared at her. “Did Adrian promise to marry you?”Claire didn’t answer immediately. “That isn’t what you really want to know.”“Then tell me what I want to know.”She looked at the photograph. “He loved me once.”The words landed harder than they should have. I swallowed. “Does he still?”Claire’s eyes met mine. “You should ask him.”“I’m asking you.”“And I’m telling you to ask him.”I shook my head
I decided the safest way to protect my heart was to stay away from Adrian. Unfortunately, Adrian Blackwood noticed everything.“Why are you sitting all the way over there?”I looked up from my breakfast. “Because there’s a chair here.”His eyebrows lifted. “There are six empty chairs.”“I like this one.”He stared at me for a moment then he picked up his coffee. “Fine.”I returned to my toast. Three seconds later, he moved his chair closer. I looked at him.He looked back. “Better?”“No.” I whispered.“Good.”I tried not to smile. That was the problem. Even when I was angry with him, Adrian had a way of making it difficult to stay angry.Especially after last night. The memory of his hand around mine still lingered.So did the way he had looked at me when he admitted he didn’t know how to protect someone without taking control.I didn’t want those moments to mean anything because if they did, I was already in trouble and then Claire walked into the room.“Morning.”Adrian glanced up.
Adrian stared at the payment authorization on my phone as if it had personally insulted him.“I didn’t do this.”I laughed once, but there was no humor in it. “Your name is right there.”“I can see that.”“Then explain it.”His eyes lifted to mine. “I can’t.”That answer hurt more than I expected.I stepped back. “So you did pay it.”“No.” He muttered softly.“Then someone used your account.”“Yes.” He replied.“And I’m supposed to believe that?”“You don’t have to believe me.” His voice was controlled, but his jaw was tight. “I need you to give me the phone.”I pulled it closer to my chest. “No.”“Adriana.”“No, Adrian.”He stopped. I had never spoken to him like that before. My hands were shaking, but I forced myself to keep looking at him.“You told me you weren’t going to make decisions about my life without me.”“I didn’t.”“Someone paid my debt using your name.” “I know.”“And somehow, I’m supposed to believe you had nothing to do with it?”His expression hardened. “Do you honest







