Adrian’s pov
The heavy front door clicked shut, and for the first time in my life, my own penthouse felt like a giant, dark cave.
I stood in the hallway with my keys frozen in my hand. Usually, the quiet after a long day at work was my favorite thing. I liked the silence. I liked being in control. But tonight, the quiet was loud. It was ringing in my ears, making my heart thump against my ribs like a heavy wooden drum.
"Mia?" I called out.
My voice bounced off the tall marble walls and came right back to me. Nobody answered.
I kicked off my dress shoes, not even caring that they landed messily against the wall. I walked straight into the main living room, my eyes searching every corner. I looked at the long leather sofa. I looked toward the glass balcony doors. I even checked the dark
