Chapter 11-Evelyn
The lights were low and soft as they spilled over the edge of the terrace. I could hear the rain somewhere beyond the glass.
Adrian stood close—too close, his jacket was undone, his tie loose. I didn't remember how we got there, only that I was somehow struggling to breathe, and his eyes wouldn't let me look away from his.
“Evelyn,” he said quietly, his voice deep. “Tell me to stop.”
His hand found mine in the dark.
“You shouldn’t be here” I whispered, though I didn’t pull away.
Adrian smiled, the kind of smile that said he always got what he wanted.
“Maybe not,” he said, stepping closer. “but you don’t want me to leave either.”
My lips parted, but no sound came. My heart thudded hard against my ribs. I should’ve stepped back, but my feet didn’t move.
He smiled f
