ADRIK
Every morning I worked out at five am. No exceptions. The routine was so deeply ingrained in my mind, I did not need an alarm. So, when I opened my eyes and peered across the rumpled sheets to find Zaika moya gone, I was angry.
Angry but not surprised.
Six days had passed since I had secured Sofia for my one month whatever this was. I did not know what to call it. Privately, it was my wild obsession. It was a behavior so unlike my norm, I did not want to share it with anyone. There did not need to be any witnesses to this madness I felt to possess this woman.
I'd ordered Josef and Marat out of this section of the triplex penthouse I owned, forbidding entry to any and all without my express and immediate permission. For the first forty-eight hours, we did not leave the bed. I thou
