Isla The taste of wine lingered on my lips, rich and intoxicating, but not nearly as intoxicating as the victory we had just secured. Sienna was finally gone. The problem, the obstacle eliminated.“To new beginnings,” I murmured, raising my glass.Adrian smirked, his dark eyes catching the glint of the city lights. “To get rid of a headache.”We laughed, the tension of the past few months finally dissolving. For once, there were no schemes to plot, no battles to fight. It was just us and the quiet satisfaction of knowing we’d won.I shifted closer, my thigh brushing against his. The warmth of his body sent a slow, pleasant heat through me, but Adrian didn’t react not at first. He was always so controlled, so composed, and I wanted to see him unravel, even if just for one night.“You know,” I said, tilting my head at him, “we should really celebrate.”He arched a brow. “We are celebrating.”“Not like this.” I smirked, setting my glass down and reaching for his wrist, my fingers brush
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