ADONIS’S POV
It was the weekend and Estelle’s friends had already early, just after 9 am. They’d been together for hours, their laughter and playful bickering filling the mansion. It was clear they were having a great time together.
I personally made sure of that.
The night before, I’d called Damian for advice, asking him what women loved doing together. He sent me a list, which I reduced down to a garden picnic and Spa day.
With the help of the butlers and the maids, I was able to get everything arranged on the night of our date. I wanted it perfect.
I couldn't have imagined myself going through all the trouble in the place, but Estelle was the only reason. Since she’d been staying with me, I've grown fond of seeing her happy. Her smile was something I looked forward to, like my dail
