(Adrian's POV).
I was sitting at my desk, fingers tapping rhythmically against the wood as I skimmed through reports.
The dim glow of the desk lamp barely softened the tension coiling in my muscles.
My mind kept returning to Lena. The audacity of her, ruining my thesis and acting innocent.
I clenched my jaw. She had pleaded with me to believe her, but the evidence had been clear. I wasn’t blind.
A sudden bang startled me as my office door flew open.
“Kai,” I said through gritted teeth, narrowing my eyes at him as he strode in uninvited. “You better have a damn good reason for barging in like this.”
He didn’t even flinch. Instead, he planted himself in front of my desk, arms crossed, expression stormy.
“You can’t do this, Adrian.”
I sighed, leaning back in my chair. “Do what exac
