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Carlton stared at me without saying a word and I laughed. "Don't you see it? That's exactly the point." "What point?" he asked coldly. I spread my hands. "It means she matters." "She isn't someone temporary. She isn't one of the women that came and went. She's different," I continued. "She means a lot to him." A slow smile spread across my face. "And that makes me know that he loves her." The satisfaction of that realization tasted sweet. Adrian Langford, the ice king of the corporate world had finally gone and given himself a weakness. Carlton stared at me, his expression twisting into something close to horror. "So you want to hurt her just to get to him?" "Oh, no. Not at all," I replied, waving my hand in dismissal as if he had just suggested something utterly absurd. "You're still not understanding." "I don't want to hurt her," I added. Carlton let out a scoff. "And yet, you had her taken." "I said I don't want to hurt her." I snapped. "I just want to see him

ADRIAN The security vehicle finally slowed down and pulled into a parking area directly in front of an apartment complex. A few seconds later, Caden and I pulled in behind them. I shifted the car into park and immediately killed the engine. Caden opened his door immediately, his eyes scanning the windows and balconies above us as we both stepped out. Nobody wasted any time. The security team stepped out too and opened the rear door of their vehicle. The attacker was pulled out. "Lead the way," I told him. One of the men shoved him forward. "Move." He swallowed and nodded. We walked into the building and went up the stairs to the upper floor. Finally, the attacker stopped. He looked at the door, then at me, then back at the door before pointing a hand toward it. "This is it," he said. "This is his house." I walked past him and stood directly in front of the door. I raised my hand and knocked hard, three times. I waited a couple of seconds, ready to knock again, when th

AMELIA It's been three days so far. Three long days of hospital walls, medication schedules, neurological checks and endless instructions to rest. Thankfully, things were getting better. The headaches weren't as intense anymore and the dizziness came less frequently. Caden came visiting this afternoon and was doing his absolute best to keep the atmosphere lively with mom laughing from where she was sitting. Unlike everyone else who seemed to walk around me carefully, as if might break if they spoke too loudly, Caden behaved almost normally. Almost though. As Caden continued talking, my gaze drifted away from the conversation toward the far side of the room. It found Adrian who was standing several feet away from the bed, near the heavy curtains. His hands were tucked into his pockets, just quietly watching and observing. That was exactly how he had been for the past three days. He was just distant, watching and observing everything that happened in the room but rarely j

It was Saturday night and I was feeling excited. Earlier in the week, the doctor had officially cleared me to return to normal activities, which meant I was finally resuming work on Monday. I had spent the last hour on my laptop, organizing my calendar, sorting through backed-up emails and getting my mind back into a professional headspace. Feeling satisfied, I shut down the laptop and closed it. Adrian had just walked into the bedroom from his study few seconds ago. He didn't immediately look at me. He was holding a small tray. In it was a bottle of water and a glass. He walked over to the nightstand, carefully setting the tray down, before moving to adjust room temperature. It was the same routine he had performed every single night while I was recovering. It would have been really sweet if it didn't come with the other thing. The emotional distance. I watched him as he adjusted the room temperature. The care in his actions contrasted with the emotional wall he had built

ADRIAN I didn't answer her immediately. I couldn't. I just stood there at the door, staring at her while my own heart broke. For the past two weeks, I had been forced to deal with the reality that she had been targeted because of me. I haven't really been myself ever since confirming Ryker Damon’s motives. The absolute last thing I ever wanted in this world was to see her get hurt, yet it seemed like my presence in her life had put a target on her back. When I look at her, I remembered the terrifying possibility that I could have lost her. And no matter how much I tried to reason through it and tell myself that Ryker was responsible, I couldn't stop thinking the same thing. She got hurt because of me. The silence stretched between us and she took a step forward. "Answer me, Adrian," she demanded as tears shimmered in her eyes. When I still couldn't find my voice, she asked again, louder this time. "Are you breaking up with me?" She stood there looking at me as though