Sophie's POV
I woke up to the sounds of movements outside the bedroom. It was still early it must be someone going to clear up the club. I felt the emptiness of the bed, he was gone, had I expected anything else from Adam?
I sat up in the bed, my mind was a whirl of the events of last night. I held my head in my hands. He was so honest last night, he told me what I wanted -at that moment- to know.
His world was terrifying, his world was so different to mine. He was violent, he dealt with arms and drugs and he had killed someone. Yet, in his arms, I felt he was the most loving and good man. Can that be possible? Can he have two sides to him?
I know in the pit of my stomach I should walk away, tell him I can't do this. But I couldn't let him go, I wanted to love him. Was I prepared to
