Adrienne felt a surge of anxiety as she entered the courtroom with Richard by her side. The day was finally here; Linc's trial.She glanced at the defendants' table, where Lincoln sat with his lawyer. He looked smug and confident, as if he had nothing to worry about. He met her gaze and smirked, making her shiver. It brought back memories of the nights she was locked up in that old farmhouse.She squeezed Richard's hand, grateful for his support. He had been her rock throughout this ordeal, always there to comfort her, protect her, and encourage her.The judge entered the room and everyone stood up. The trial began, and Adrienne listened as her lawyer presented the charges and the evidence against Lincoln. She felt a surge of hope as she saw the jury's expressions of shock and disgust. She hoped that they would see Lincoln for what he was: a monster who deserved to rot in jail.Then it was Lincoln's lawyer's turn to speak. He stood up and cleared his throat, looking at the jury with

"Boss? He hasn't called himself that in a while," Adrienne thought, smiling shyly.She sniffed the roses and they smelled lovely. She hoped there was a note inside, but there wasn't.She remembered the last time he sent her flowers with a note. It was months ago and the note only had 'I' on it."Where did I put it?" She wondered, searching her drawers. She finally found the note and looked at it for a few seconds."He never finished this sentence," Adrienne said.She set it aside and put on the dress.The dress was black with a strap and a sweetheart neckline and a ruched bust. It had mesh inserts at the waist with vertical lines and draped fabric that wrapped around the midsection. The slit on one side was indeed dangerously high."I am sure he can survive a little skin," Adrienne thought as she admired the dress.Wait. Where are we meeting? Adrienne wondered.She read the note again and he didn't say where they were meeting, he just said 'wear this tonight'.Does he want to meet at

"Lincoln is dead."Adrienne was shocked."He is dead? Just like that? Why? How?" She asked.Richard was silent, and when she looked into his eyes, she saw the answers to her questions."You are responsible for this? You had him killed?""I'm sorry. I had to do it for Juliette. I know I should have told you, but I didn't want to," Richard said.Adrienne was speechless. She closed her eyes, trying to piece together exactly how she felt about the situation."I should give you some time to yourself." He wanted to leave, but Adrienne pushed him back, making him lie on the bed.She climbed over him and grabbed his chin."Why should I be mad at you? He deserved to die," Adrienne said softly, lowering her head to kiss him.Richard was so relieved, and he kissed her back passionately.She moved her lips to his jaw, his neck, and his chest and traced a path down to his waistline.She gazed at him with a sultry look in her eyes as she slipped her hands into his pants and set his excited member f