The drive was quiet, almost suffocating in its silence. Adrian sat stiffly in the passenger seat, arms folded across his chest like a barrier. His gaze stayed locked on the blur of the city outside the window, the streetlights stretching into golden streaks as the car cut through the night. Beside him, Evan drove with both hands on the wheel, his usual composure present but fragile. Every so often, his eyes flicked to Adrian, checking, watching, but never intruding.Adrian’s stomach was in knots. Every turn, every hum of the engine, every second closer to Evan’s “world” felt like walking willingly into the lion’s den. He wanted to scream at himself for agreeing. But curiosity—dangerous, aching curiosity—dragged him deeper.Finally, the car slowed, pulling into a long, gated driveway. Iron bars slid open with mechanical precision, and Adrian’s breath caught as the house came into view. It wasn’t a house. It was an estate. Three stories of pale stone, tall windows glowing faintly in the
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