Sari’s POV
“Adrian?” My voice choked and I chuckled unable to believe him standing right here, close to me.
He kept mum, staring into my eyes; the whirlwind of emotions brewing in them and I instantly hugged him. Clung to his neck, I held him tightly taking in the warmth.
Tears of happiness ruining his black shirt but I knew he wouldn’t mind—he is my Adrian.
“Davis?” I heard someone say right beside us, so I pulled apart, wiping my eyes.
Adrian has set me on my feet and turned to the other man.
With the black suit and white shirt, he looked like a bodyguard but he was expressive; doubt that he is one.
His eyes darted from Adrian to me and back to Adrian.
“Who is she?” He asked to Adrian and I felt uneasy.
Why is he addressing Adrian if he called him Davis?
Helpless, I
