Adrian’s POV
The drive away from the family mansion was quiet, but the air between us felt heavy.
Lena sat beside me in the passenger seat, the emerald green dress hugging her body like liquid silk. The city lights danced across her skin as we sped through the streets. I kept one hand on the steering wheel and the other resting possessively on her thigh, my thumb slowly stroking her soft skin through the high slit.
I could tell her mind was still back at the house.
“So,” I said, breaking the silence, “tell me honestly. What did you think of my family?”
Lena turned to look at me, her fingers playing nervously with the hem of her dress.
“They were… nice,” she said carefully. “Your mom is really warm. She made me feel welcome right away. Damien seems very serious and intense. Julian is
