ADRIAN'S POV
I paused on the pedestal, staring at Paulo’s grand mansion. An ugly scowl twisted my face.
Even in f*****g death, my father was still f*****g with me.
A dark, eerie feeling came over me as I looked at the place. I didn’t want to go in, I didn’t want to be anywhere near my father or his property. On Hugo’s orders, Gianna had moved out and taken her armada of workers with her. My father’s precious house now stood empty.
Fucking pathetic!
My phone buzzed beside me, dragging me back to the moment. Dave. Right. What he found.
I pushed open the heavy doors. They groaned like the house itself didn’t want me here.
I stepped inside. Echoes. Dust. Emptiness.
I took the hidden elevator down to Paulo’s underground office. My father had been a crook through and through. Despite the
