Zara was quiet the entire journey back to the office. Adrian noticed the storm behind her silence. She had finally spoken her mind, and though a wave of relief washed over her, it still wasn’t enough. If she could, she would have wrapped her fury around his throat and squeezed the life out of the pain he had caused her.
“…Zara.” Adrian’s voice broke gently through the silence. “Are you okay?”
Zara forced a small smile. “I guess.”
Adrian studied her, his gaze warm and steady. “You’re a strong woman. Don’t forget that. And between the two of you, he’s the weak one. Everything he does only proves how afraid he is of you.”
Zara’s lips curved again, this time softer. Somehow, Adrian’s words wrapped around her like quiet comfort.
“Earlier, you mentioned the boss,” she said after a moment. “
