Adrian did not sleep that night.He had spent years learning how to control his thoughts, how to separate emotion from business, and how to make decisions without allowing uncertainty to interfere with his judgment. Yet after leaving the conversation with Elena, that discipline had begun to fail him. He had returned to the Blackwood mansion long after everyone else had gone to bed, but instead of going upstairs, he had walked straight into his private study and closed the door behind him.The room was quiet, lit only by the warm lamp on the desk and the faint glow of the city beyond the tall windows. Adrian stood beside the desk for several minutes without moving, his mind returning to the same conversation no matter how many times he tried to push it away. Elena had not lied when she spoke about her husband. He had seen it in the way she had answered him, in the brief change in her expression when he asked where the man was. There had been no performance in her voice, no attempt to g
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