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It was a relief. "So what are you doing here all on your own, I don't see your mate?" I shot at him, catching him by surprise. I watched as he fell silent for a moment, his look told me that I hit a sour subject. Maybe there was something he wasn't sharing that was painful for him. This subject was obviously a touchy topic for him. "She is someone I wish I could have but I know that is impossible." Adrien said, he looked hurt. "Why's that?" I asked, genuinely curious as to why he couldn't be with his mate. He looked like he wouldn't want anything more than to be with her, so what kept that from happening?

*Adele's point of view* His tone turned colder. “It seems Paul was too afraid to lose you completely. Too much of a coward to let go of the past and start a new life with his mate.” I swallowed hard. “And because of that,” Valentino continued, “the mate bond between him and Claire began to weaken.” He sighed dramatically. “At first my cousin didn’t think much of it. She believed Paul simply needed time to adjust to having a mate.” Valentino’s gaze sharpened.

I traced it with my fingers, touching the flowers, embedded in the fabric. My heart ached when reality reminded me that I had no one to put this on for. I was too damn mad at Adrian and I had no idea what he should do to make me go back to him. Matt’s grinning face popped into my mind, but I shook my head to chase him away. He was crazy attractive, but for all I knew, he might even have a wife.

"You're a monster, Adrian! I hate you!" The word hate seemed to snap the last string of Adrian’s control. He let out a rough, dark sound, his hand shooting out to grab Luca’s wrists. He pinned them flat against the marble counter, his grip unyielding and hard. He didn't say another word. His mouth descended on Luca's, crushing his lips in a violent, desperate kiss.

“And why not?” I could feel Adrien’s surge violently beneath his skin. “Because she’s my mate.” He yelled angrily. The words echoed through the courtyard, and hit more harder in my eardrum. His chest rose and fell rapidly. He was clearly jealous and furious. For a brief second, nobody spoke, not even me. Then Lucian laughed softly, Adrien I had said something ridiculous. When he looked back at Adrien, his eyes were cold. “Then perhaps,” he said quietly, “you should have treated her like one.”

"What am I looking for?" "Love, connection. Someone who sees you and values you. And Camille, I don't think Adrien is capable of that. He's brilliant at his job, he's kind in his own cold way, but he doesn't let people in. Everyone who works with him says the same thing. He's professional, competent, and completely walled off. He won't respond to you Camille."

At our joint engagement party, my best friend and I both left with rings on our fingers. Sabrina Vale was marrying Luca Marino, the boy I’d loved for ten years. I was marrying Adrian Calloway, the man every society columnist in New York swore was obsessed with me. When it was my turn to make a toast, Sabrina brought up an old bet and grinned at the crowd. “Let’s see whether our princess already has her fiancé on a leash.” The guests started chanting for Adrian to smear engagement cake across my face. His hand stalled. For one stupid second, I thought he’d put the plate down and stand beside me like he always promised he would. Then Luca asked if Adrian was whipped before the wedding had even

The strange handsome man got incredibly close to me that I could subtly sniff out the mint on his breath. “What’s your name sweetheart?” he asked, his deep voice sending butterflies dancing in my belly. “Adrianna,” I answered, my voice a whisper. “Adrianna,” he said testing my name on his tongue. It sounded so heavenly coming out of his mouth as he looked at me staring into my eyes and my legs felt like jelly as I tried to keep myself standing even though all I wanted was to fall into his arms. The chemistry between us was freaking me out and also exciting at the same time.

After this, Adrien pulled Marianna behind him and she was still trying to keep him away from him but she couldn't she said to him very angrily: What the fuck is with you exactly why you run like that it's not like I'm going to run with you and I want to go I didn't object so let go of my arm at once you motherfucker. Adrien said to her in a very serious voice, "You'd better stop talking now, because I don't want to listen to anything, do you understand?" And don't you ever dare to talk to any other man, whatever your relationship with him, and if I saw you doing this, you'd never imagine what I'd do to her, so you'd better not test me about it, did you hear, witch?

A sharp slap echoed from inside. I leaned in and peeked through the slightly open door. Adrien was inside, standing in front of someone, looking furious. I couldn’t see the other person’s face clearly, but it was definitely a woman. And then I heard his voice—sharp and cold. “I told you many times… I don’t love her. She was just a replacement. That marriage was all an arranged marriage of convenience. I don’t love her and I never will.”