Chapter 33
Adrian’s POV
Someone was watching her. The thought repeated itself in my head like a curse long after Vincent left the hospital room.
Lara sat quietly against the pillows, her fingers gripping the edge of the blanket tightly. I could see the fear she was trying to hide. And I hated it.
I hated that someone had managed to make her feel unsafe.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked softly.
I realized I had been staring at her for too long.
“Like what?”
“Like you’re about to murder someone.”
I almost smiled.
Almost.
“If someone’s following you,” I said calmly, “I’ll handle it.”
Her brows furrowed immediately. “Adrian, this isn’t some business issue you can just ‘handle.’”
If only she knew the things I had handled before. I leaned back slightly in the chair b
