CHAPTER 013
ADRIAN’S POV
The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the bedroom. The sheets were tangled from the night before, but I barely acknowledged them. Lying
on my
back, I stared at the ceiling, my thoughts clouded with disappointment.
Beside me, Dora slept soundly, her breathing steady and undisturbed. I turned my head slightly, glancing at her. Her bare shoulders peeked out from beneath the silk sheets, dark hair sprawled across the pillows in soft waves.
Last night had been nothing like I expected.
Whad imagined passion – something electrifying, something that would make me forget everything else. Instead, the moment had felt… empty.
No excitement. No satisfaction.
Exhaling sharply, I rubbed my temple and carefully slipped out of bed. Moving quietly so as not to wake her, I walked over to the small bar cart across the room. Without hesitation, I poured myself a glass of whiskey. The amber liquid burned as I downed it in one go.
Why the hell was this thought still lingering in my mind?
I set the glass down with a quiet clink and leaned against the table, gripping its edge tightly.
Even though I hated to admit it, every time I had been with Olivia whether drunk or not it had been… different. It wasn’t just about sex. There was something else, something I hadn’t realized was missing until now.
Dora had been a fantasy for so long. The woman who lingered on the edges of my thoughts, the one I believed could replace Olivia in every way. But last night proved
otherwise.
Could it be that Olivia was better in bed than Dora? Or was there more to it that I haven‘ t realized yet?
My gaze flickered back to the bed where Dora was still asleep, oblivious to my thoughts. The whiskey did little to clear my head, so I reached for my phone instead.
Scrolling through my contacts, my finger hovered over a familiar name Dan. I pressed the dial and waited.
After a few rings, a deep voice answered. “A good day to you, sir.”
“Dan,” I said, my tone even. “How Successfully unlocked! your end?”
“Everything is proceeding as planned,” he replied. “We’re in position at the moment.”
“Good. Keep up the work and make sure no one suspects anything.”
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“We’ll be careful, sir,” Dan assured me.
I ended the call without another word.
My expression remained unreadable as I finished my drink and walked toward the study. I had always been a man of control, ensuring that every aspect of my life was calculated, planned, and executed flawlessly. Olivia thought she had broken free.
She was mistaken.
Inside my study – my private space, one even Olivia never had access to – I pulled open a drawer and retrieved a thick file.
There were some things I needed to handle personally.
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OLIVIA’S POV
The warm water did little to ease the tension in my shoulders as I stepped out of the shower. Wrapping myself in a towel, I walked into a small apartment I had gotten myself, I glanced around at the space I now called home.
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It was nothing like what I was used to. The walls were peeling, the furniture outdated, and there wasn’t even a proper television set. Anyone who knew my family’s wealth would never believe I was living in a place like this.
But I managed. Hopefully, it was just temporary.
I needed space from Adrian, from my parents, from the suffocating expectations that had followed me for so long.
Julian had offered to get me a nice apartment and had even insisted but I refused. Despite him being a very good friend to me I owe him a lot of favors and didn’t want to include this to the list.
As I pulled on an oversized t–shirt and padded barefoot into the kitchen, I fried some eggs and made a cup of coffee, my thoughts running in circles.
I needed to do something.
If I was going to take control of my life, I needed money. I couldn’t rely on my family’s fortune, and I sure as hell wasn’t going to touch anything that belonged to Adrian.
The thought of Dora sent a bitter taste to the back of my throat. That woman had played a dangerous game, making me lose my unborn child – one I hadn’t known existed until his death.
But now?
Now I was…
Taking a bite of my food, I absently glanced out the window only to freeze.
That black sedan was still there.
My grip on the fork tightened.
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I had noticed the vehicle the day I moved in. At first, I brushed it off as a coincidence, but every time I looked outside, it was there. Parked just across the street like it belonged there.
At first, I convinced myself I was being paranoid. Maybe I was imagining things.
But this?
This was too much to ignore.
My heart pounded as I took a step back from the window. I needed to confirm if I was truly being followed.
Grabbing my phone, I quickly opened a ride–hailing app and booked an Uber. If this car was tailing me, it would follow when I left.
Five minutes later, a notification popped up my ride had arrived.
I grabbed my purse, took one last look outside, and walked to the door.
The moment I stepped out of the building, I forced myself to act naturally. I didn’t glance at the sedan, didn’t hesitate. I simply walked to the waiting Uber and got inside.
The driver, an older man with gray andhair, greeted me with a nod. “Morning. Where to?”
I gave him a random café address across town.
As the car pulled away, my pulse pounded in my ears.
I didn’t look back immediately. I waited, counting the seconds in my head before finally stealing a glance at the side mirror.
My stomach twisted.
The black sedan had pulled onto the road. They were following me. I turned my gaze forward, gripping my purse tighter.
Who the hell was watching me?
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