Julian didn't flinch. He turned around slowly, his easy, charming smile never fading as he faced the billionaire looming over us.
"Adrian," Julian greeted, his tone casual, almost bored. "I didn't know you frequented these charity lunches. I thought you were supposed to be on a flight to London."
"My flight was delayed, Vance," Adrian said, his voice an icy, dangerous rumble that resonated in my chest. He didn't look at Julian. His steel-grey eyes were glued entirely to my face, boring into me with a mixture of heavy disgust and a possessive rage that made the air between us feel thick as smoke. "And I don't appreciate my assistant being distracted from her duties during business hours."
Julian raised an eyebrow, his piercing blue eyes glancing between Adrian and me, a spark of amused c
