LOGINCHAPTER 139LARA'S POVMy phone vibrated just after lunch.Adrian: Leave work at 2 p.m. I'll come get you.I smiled before replying.Me: That's oddly specific.Three dots appeared almost instantly.Adrian: Trust me.I couldn't help smiling. Ever since we'd reconciled, he'd been acting sweeter than usual. More attentive and affectionate. Not that I was complaining.At exactly two o'clock, I packed my things and made my way downstairs. Vincent was already waiting beside Adrian's black Rolls-Royce.The moment Adrian saw me, his usually serious expression softened. He stepped out of the car before I could reach it and opened the passenger door himself."You know," I teased as I climbed in, "normal CEOs don't pick up their girlfriends from work.""I'm not a normal CEO.""I noticed."A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips before he gently closed the door. The drive began in comfortable silence. I noticed we weren't heading toward the penthouse or a restaurant. Or anywhere I recogniz
CHAPTER 137AUTHOR'S POVRafael was tired of waiting. He was tired of hearing the word soon.He stood near the windows of the luxury hotel suite Martina had arranged for him and stared down at the glittering city below. The city that had taken everything from him. The city where Adrian Romano lived, where his love of his life breathed.His jaw tightened. His fingers curled into fists. Every day he spent here felt like torture. Every day that woman remained untouched felt like a failure.He wanted action. He wanted blood, pain and fear. Instead, he was stuck sitting in expensive hotel rooms while Martina played her little games. The thought alone irritated him."You know," he finally said, breaking the silence, "I'm beginning to think you're enjoying this."Martina didn't look up. She remained seated comfortably on a cream-colored sofa, sipping wine as though she didn't have a dangerous fugitive sitting across from her.Elegant and perfectly dressed. She was completely composed. A woma
CHAPTER 136LARA'S POVThe room was dark and quiet. For a few seconds, I simply lay there, confused and sleepy. Then I noticed the empty space beside me. My hand instinctively reached across the mattress. It was cold. Adrian wasn't there. Immediately, I sat up.A strange feeling settled in my chest. The feeling that something wasn't right. That Adrian was hiding something. I slipped out of bed. The digital clock on the bedside table read 2:17 a.m. Who stayed awake at this hour? Adrian Romano.I wrapped one a soft blanket around myself and quietly left the bedroom. The penthouse was silent and most of the lights were off. Only a few lamps remained on. I searched the living room first, then the kitchen. Nothing.Then I noticed the balcony doors. It was pened. A cool breeze drifted inside. And there he was. Adrian. He was standing alone, looking out over the city. His hands were buried in his pockets. His shoulders was tense and his posture was rigid. As though the weight of the world re
CHAPTER 135ADRIAN'S POV"Miss me, Adriano?"Every muscle in my body locked. The voice was unmistakably Rafael’s. For a moment, neither of us spoke. The city lights stretched endlessly below the balcony, but suddenly I wasn't seeing any of them. I was seeing a prison cell. A courtroom. A man being dragged away in handcuffs while promising revenge. And now he was free. I tightened my grip on the phone."You're brave."A low chuckle echoed through the line."No." Rafael sounded amused. "Dying is brave. Calling an old friend isn't."Friend. The word alone made my jaw clench."We were never friends.""No?"He laughed softly."I disagree."I said nothing. Because the more he talked, the longer I kept him on the line. My free hand slipped into my pocket. Quickly, I unlocked my phone screen and sent a message to Vincent.“I’m on the line with Rafael. Trace the call now.” The message delivered instantly."Silent already?" Rafael asked."I was wondering if prison damaged your brain." I said
CHAPTER 134ADRIAN'S POVThree hours later, after dropping Lara at home, I found myself driving somewhere I hated. Somewhere I avoided whenever possible, that I hadn't visited in months.My father's estate. The large iron gates opened automatically. The mansion beyond looked exactly as I remembered. I hated it just as I hated the man living inside it. The butler greeted me immediately."Mr Romano."I ignored him, walking straight inside, towards the study The door was already open. As though he had known I was coming. Of course he had. Nothing escaped him. Not much anyway. My father sat behind his desk.His silver hair reflected the evening light streaming through the windows. He didn't look up immediately. Typical.Finally:"Adriano."I hated hearing that name from him."Father."His eyes lifted. Studied and judged me. The way they always did."You look tired."I didn't come here for observations."I need information."A faint smile touched his lips."Straight to business."I remaine
CHAPTER 133 LARA'S POVI woke up feeling completely at peace again. I smiled before I even opened my eyes. The reason was obvious. Adrian. I could feel his arm wrapped securely around my waist. His chest rose and fell steadily behind me. At some point during the night, I'd practically climbed on top of him in my sleep. Not that he seemed to mind. Slowly, I turned around. His face was only inches away. He was unfairly handsome. Even asleep while asleep. The harsh edges of his personality seemed to disappear whenever he slept. I reached out and brushed a lock of dark hair from his forehead. Immediately, his green eyes opened. "Good morning, little lamb." His voice was rough from sleep. My stomach fluttered. "Good morning." I yelped as he suddenly pulled me on top of him. "Adrian!" "What?" His hands settled comfortably on my waist. The man had absolutely no shame. "It's morning." "I know." "We should get up." "We should." Neither of us moved. I laughed and
CHAPTER TWENTY ONELARA’S POVI officially had a problem.A serious one.Because normal people did not replay tiny interactions in their heads repeatedly like this.Yet somehow—that was exactly what I had been doing since leaving Adrian’s office earlier.The way he looked at me after i called him A
CHAPTER NINTEENLARA’S POVThe cramps did not get better the next day.If anything—they got worse.I woke up already in pain, curled tightly under my blanket with my heating pad pressed against my stomach.“Oh my God…” I groaned into my pillow.I genuinely wanted to cry.Yesterday had been horrible
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN AUTHOR'S POV Ignoring Lara Finn should not have bothered Adrian Romano this much. Yet somehow, it did. The entire week felt strangely irritating after he ignored her at the café. He had expected satisfaction. Relief maybe. Instead, every single time he remembered the way her
CHAPTER SEVENTEENLARA’S POVGoing back to my parents’ house that weekend felt strangely comforting.Like returning to a version of myself that existed before everything became complicated.Before Adrian. Before the rumors. Before Chris started looking at me differently.I arrived Saturday afternoo







