Chapter 39
Adrian’s POV
“That was stupid.”
I muttered the words under my breath the second I stepped out of Lara’s room.
I took my cup of coffee from the maid, running a hand through my hair.
And yet you still like me.
Very smooth.
I almost never lost control of my words around people. Years of business meetings, negotiations, and keeping emotions buried had trained me too well for that. But around Lara? Everything kept slipping.
The walls, the control, the distance. And the worst part was that she didn’t even deny it.
A faint smile pulled at my lips before I could stop it. Lara liked me. The realization settled heavily and dangerously inside my chest. Not because I didn’t want her to. Because I did. God, I did.
All of the women I've met liked me and I didn't care. But not with L
