Emily
I barely noticed the murmurs around me as I walked out of the building. My head was buzzing from the day—the office politics, the unnecessary lectures, and the quiet, simmering frustration that refused to leave my chest. I tried to calm myself, telling myself it wasn’t that bad, that I was only starting, that I’d learn.
Then I saw Adrian’s car parked in front. The familiar sleek black vehicle gleamed under the late afternoon sun. The window rolled down, and he leaned his arm on the frame, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. He gestured for me to hop in.
I hesitated for a fraction of a second, but before anyone could notice, I was in. The door shut, the engine roared to life, and we were moving immediately.
“Adrian,” I said, voice low, trying to keep my composure, “this is risky. M
