Adrian’s POV
The penthouse is a war room at dawn, the city waking as we strategize against Lila’s latest move. Serena’s revelation about Emily Hart—her college roommate, the twins, the accident—has shifted the battleground, and my heart aches for her pain. I’m Adrian Knight, a man who crushes obstacles, but this—her past, her vulnerability—tests me in ways business never could. She sits across from me, her black dress a stark contrast to her pale face, her eyes red from tears shed in the night. The memory of her p***y around me, her screams in my ears, fuels my resolve, but it’s her trust I crave now, not just her body.
Marcus calls—Jake Hart’s been located, a barfly in the city’s underbelly, willing to meet for cash. “We go tonight,” I say, and Serena nods, her hand brushing mine, a spa
