Lydia POV
The first thing I notice when I wake up is the silence.
Not the peaceful kind.
The controlled kind.
For a moment I lie still in the large bed, staring at the ceiling of Adrian’s bedroom. The curtains have already opened automatically, letting pale morning light spill across the floor.
Everything in this penthouse runs like a machine.
Lights.
Temperature.
Security.
Schedules.
Nothing happens by accident here.
I reach for my phone on the bedside table.
Three new messages.
Two from the PR team.
One from Adrian’s assistant.
That last one surprises me.
I open it.
Mrs. Cole, attached is your updated schedule for today. Security will arrive at 9:30 for departure clearance.
I blink at the screen.
Departure clearance.
The phrase feels strange enough that I open the att
