Under pressure from the Blackwell family, Adrian finally agreed to sign the divorce papers.
But he didn't give up.
He began sending gifts like crazy, trying to win me back.
The first day, a custom silver pistol.
My initials were engraved on the silver barrel, and tiny diamonds were set into the grip.
I had my assistant send it back.
The second day, perfume.
It was the newest release from a luxury brand. The ad claimed it was made for elegant, intelligent women.
I didn't even open the package. I had it returned.
The third day, a necklace. It was a platinum chain with a heart-shaped diamond pendant.
I had my assistant attach a note.
You don't even know what I like. These are all things Isabella likes.
The fourth day, himself.
He stood at the entrance of Blackwell Tower.
He held
