Over the next month, Adrian was surprisingly cooperative.All I had to do was send him one word.[Tonight.]Wherever he was, he'd be back before dawn.Sometimes, he came home with someone else's perfume on him and liquor on his breath.He never asked why I had suddenly become so willing.Then, in the third week, he pinned me against the bedroom door and bit my earlobe."Elena, you've been working hard lately."I didn't answer. I grabbed his collar, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his jaw.That pleased him. He gave a low laugh and rested his palm against my waist. "I like you like this."We never made it to the bed that night. It all happened against the wall.Halfway through, his phone rang.The first time, he ignored it and sank his teeth into my shoulder.The second time, he frowned and swore under his breath.The third time, he reached over and picked it up.A name lit up the screen.Sienna Monroe.He answered, his other hand still gripping my waist."What's wrong?"Whatever she said, h
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