Alina Returned home late, her heart still racing from Jake's warning. She wasn’t sure if she believed him, but the doubt had planted itself in her mind, unsettling her.
As she stepped into the villa, she found Adrian waiting in the dimly lit living room. His posture was relaxed, but his eyes were anything but.
“Where were you?” His voice was calm, controlled-but there was an unmistakable sharpness beneath it.
Alina hesitated. “I told you-I was with Claire.”
A slow smirk played on Adrian’s lips, but his gaze darkened. “Lie again, Alina.”
Her stomach twisted. “Adrian, I-”
“You met Jake.” His voice was dangerously soft, yet it sent a shiver down her spine.
Alina swallowed hard. “He just wanted to talk. He said he doesn’t trust you.”
Adrian let out a slow breath, stepping closer. “And
