Nothing dramatic.
Just basic
I stared at myself in the mirror for a long moment.
Then narrowed my eyes suspiciously.
“…Who is this woman?”
Because technically less than a year ago—
I was struggling to survive under an overconfident terrifying CEO.
Now I was standing inside his penthouse dressed like somebody’s billionaire wife preparing for fine dining.
Life was genuinely strange.
A knock sounded against the bedroom door.
Then Adrian walked in.
And froze immediately.
Oh.
OH!!
That look again.
The dangerous silent one.
His eyes moved over me slowly while something unreadable settled across his face.
And somehow—
that reaction alone made me nervous.
“You’re doing the staring thing again,” I said weakly.
Still silence.
Then finally Adrian exhaled softly.
“Elena.”
The wa
