His eyes shifted toward me.
“…but you also have an exceptional assistant.”
My face warmed immediately.
Meanwhile Adrian looked entirely too calm.
“She’s far more than that,” he said smoothly.
My soul briefly disconnected from my body.
Thankfully nobody noticed because I immediately pretended to organize papers professionally while dying internally.
The deal was finalized an hour later.
Which meant technically
we were free for the evening.
And for once—
Adrian wasn’t working.
Well.
Mostly.
He was still answering emails when we arrived back at the Singapore penthouse he owned.
Because apparently this man secretly owned property in every country.
The penthouse itself overlooked the city skyline through enormous glass windows stretching from floor to ceiling.
Soft lighting.
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