Adrian's POV

Billionaire's Surrogate Stripper

Adrian's POV

The weekend came to a slow end.

Bridges I thought were closing in between Ariel and I broke further. Since the restaurant debacle she hasn't been herself. Leaving me worried and mad at myself for grooming her insecurities and jealousy with a joke of a lie. There was no intention to flirt or take another woman or even look at any girl that isn't my precious, Ariel.

With her gone my life would never be the same and thinking about it leaves me with regrets. Maybe just maybe I wish I did things differently.

The office telephone rings, bringing me out of my daylight day dream. “Mrs. Anastela is at the reception desk and claims she has an appointment.”

“Let her in.”

The door opens immediately and the sweet smell of vanilla fragrance hit my nostrils. She knew I loved Vanilla and she wore it but for what reason?

“Hello Adrian.” she waves smiling seductively and my gaze captured the trying too hard bitchy gow