Adrian’s POV
After I sent for Amara, I was a bit nervous.
That alone was strange, I’m not the nervous type.
I’ve handled billion dollars deals, faced board members twice my age, and made decisions that could either build or destroy companies without even blinking.
But was different.
The thought of Amara makes me feel a lot of emotions.
More than I’m comfortable admitting.
I stood, then sat then stood again, adjusting my suit unconsciously as my eyes moved around my office, searching for the perfect position to sit in.
Professional, Calm, Untouchable.
I didn’t want her to see anything else.
I walked behind my desk, sat down, then stood up again almost immediately.
“No… this isn’t right,” I muttered under my breath.
I moved to the side, then leaned against the table, then shook m
