In His World 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 7

ADRIAN(pov)"You look like someone died," Marcus said, sliding into the seat across from me."Worse. My brother got engaged."Marcus whistled low. "James? The same James that thinks commitment is a similar to murder?""Apparently love conquers all." I drained my glass. "Or desperation does.""What's that got to do with you looking suicidal?"I leaned back, letting my head hit the cracked leather. "My father's made a new rule. Whichever son gets married first will become the CEO. The other one gets nothing.""That's insane.""That's Richard Blackwell." I pushed my glass toward him. "Another."Marcus didn't move. "How long do you have?""Seventy-two hours. Well, sixty-eight now.""And you need to find a wife in sixty-eight hours.""I need a wife, period. The timeline is just a bonus complication."Marcus poured me another drink, then one for himself. "You're serious.""Dead serious. James announced his engagement at dinner tonight. Smug bastard knew exactly what he was doing. My father

ElenaThe Blackwell mansion wasn't a home. It was like a symbol to money and misery, all marble floors and crystal chandeliers that probably cost more than my parents' funeral. Adrian's hand rested on my waist as we walked through the entrance, and I hated how much I wanted to lean into it. How much I needed something solid when everything else felt like quicksand."Smile," he murmured against my ear. "You're supposed to be happy.""I'm supposed to be a lot of things I'm not."His fingers pressed slightly harder. Warning or comfort, I couldn't tell. Maybe both.The dining room was massive. The kind of space that made you feel small on purpose. A table stretched down the center, set for six with plates that looked too expensive to actually eat off. TJust one man was seated and he looks like he's on his late 50's."Adrian." The man at the head of the table didn't stand. He just looked. Gray hair, sharp eyes, the kind of face that had forgotten how to smile decades ago. "You're late.""

Elena POVI couldn't sleep and the balcony was right there, just outside my bedroom window where Sophia had jumped two years ago.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her climbing over that railing and letting go, falling thirty floors to the pavement below, and I didn't even know what she looked like beyond that portrait at Richard's house but my brain was filled in the details anyway. It made her look like me because apparently that's what she did look like and that made everything so much worse.I pushed the covers off and sat up because lying there wasn't working, wasn't helping, and the silence in the apartment was pressing against my ears until I thought I'd go mad from it.The hallway was dark when I stepped out and I didn't turn on any lights because I didn't want Adrian knowing I was awake. He'd probably just tell me to go back to bed like I was a child who couldn't handle a little insomnia.I walked slowly and my bare feet were cold on the floor and I realized I didn't actuall

Elena POVI woke up to knocking sounds on my bedroom door and for a second I forgot where I was, thought maybe I was back in my old flat, but then I remembered and everything came crashing back."Elena." Adrian's voice came through the door. "Get dressed and come out."I sat up and rubbed my eyes, my whole body aching from lying awake all night thinking about the crying sound I'd heard. "Why?" I asked him."Just do it."His footsteps walked away and I dragged myself out of bed, pulled on jeans and a jumper, tried to make my hair look decent even though I felt like death. When I opened my door, Adrian was standing in the hallway outside Sophia's room with a key in his hand."What are you doing?" I asked."Opening it." He put the key in the lock. "You wanted to see what's inside so I'm showing you.""But last night you said—""Last night was last night and this morning my sister is coming over to give you something Sophia left and I'd rather you see the room first." He turned the key an