KIRA’S POV
“I might not be able to protect you if s**t goes south.”
Adrian’s words from the car ran through my head like a bad omen.
Was s**t about to go south?
Oh God.
The air in the room thickened and my eyes darted between Adrian and Anatoli.
Adrian didn’t blink, he slowly glanced up at the man pressing a gun to his head, with a humorous expression….in contrast to my racing heart, like he knew something I didn’t. He sat up, his gaze shifting back to Anatoli whose eyes were blazing with anger.
“Anat…”
“No, no, Hadrian. It’s only Antoli to my friends, my whores, and Gorgia,” he gestured toward Gorgia who was licking her spoon in slow, deliberate strokes, her eyes locked on Adrian like everything was perfectly normal and her psychotic perverted husband wasn't trying to kill us. I g
