Moving in with Adrian Voss was not how I imagined my life would go.
Not even remotely.
Because technically speaking—
less than a year ago I was stressing myself with an overconfident constipated man claiming to be my boss
Now?
Now I was sitting in a billionaire’s penthouse wearing his hoodie while his sister aggressively folded my clothes into designer luggage bags.
Life was terrifying.
It started the morning after the emotional breakdown.
Which honestly— I would prefer never discussing again for the sake of my dignity.
I woke up tucked securely against Adrian’s chest with one of his arms still around my waist.
Warm.
Comfortable.
peaceful.
For a few quiet seconds I simply laid there staring at him.
Sleeping Adrian still fascinated me honestly.
Because awake Adrian was intimi
