Come Back To Me
1347 Words
After that night inside Adrian’s hidden suite—
Everything changed.
And somehow…
Nothing did.
The next morning, both Adrian and Elena behaved as if nothing had happened between them.
No lingering touches.
No dangerous closeness.
No late-night conversations.
Only work.
Professional.
Controlled.
Necessary.
Elena threw herself completely into work after that.
Because she had to.
Stormfield Corporations was not just another job to her.
It was opportunity.
Security.
A future.
And Elena Hart could not afford to lose that because of feelings.
Especially not feelings for a man like Adrian Stormfield.
Meanwhile Adrian became colder again.
Not cruel.
Just… distant.
Meetings became shorter.
Conversations became formal.
He stopped calling her Elena.
Miss Hart returned.
And somehow—
That hurt more than Elena expected.
Days turned into weeks.
Weeks turned into months.
And little by little, the distance between them became unbearable.
Not because they fought.
Because they restrained themselves.
Every glance became controlled.
Every interaction became careful.
Every moment near each other felt dangerous.
Ethan noticed everything.
Of course he did.
One afternoon, while Adrian reviewed reports silently, Ethan finally spoke.
“You’re miserable.”
Adrian didn’t even look up.
“Am I?”
“Yes.”
Silence.
Then coldly—
“Focus on your work, Ethan.”
But even Adrian himself knew the truth.
Staying away from Elena was becoming torture.
---
Before they realized it—
Three months passed.
And Charlotte Quiver finally returned to Stormfield Corporations.
The entire executive floor welcomed her warmly.
Charlotte hugged Elena softly the moment she saw her.
“Thank you for handling everything while I was away.”
Elena smiled politely.
“You helped me a lot before leaving.”
Charlotte laughed softly.
“Well, from what I heard, you survived Mr. Stormfield better than most people.”
Elena’s heartbeat shifted strangely at the mention of him.
Because now—
They barely spoke beyond work necessities.
No private conversations.
No hidden suite.
No soft moments.
Nothing.
And somehow the absence hurt more than closeness ever did.
That evening, heavy rain covered the city violently.
Most employees left early because of the storm.
But Elena stayed late finishing reports before officially handing Charlotte back her responsibilities completely.
By the time she finally packed her bag, the executive floor had become almost empty.
Only distant thunder echoed outside.
Elena quietly stepped out of the office.
Then froze.
“Miss Hart.”
Adrian’s voice.
Behind her.
Slowly, Elena turned around.
Adrian stood near the glass hallway in a black coat, one hand inside his pocket while rain reflected faintly behind him through the windows.
Her heartbeat instantly became uneven again.
Even after months.
Even after distance.
Some things never changed.
“I’ll drive you home.”
Straightforward.
Controlled.
Elena tightened her grip slightly around her bag.
“That’s not necessary.”
“It’s raining.”
“I’ll manage.”
Adrian’s expression darkened immediately.
“Elena.”
Not Miss Hart.
Elena.
And somehow that made refusing him harder.
Still—
She forced herself to look away.
“Goodnight, Mr. Stormfield.”
Then walked toward the elevator before he could stop her.
Behind her, Adrian’s jaw tightened dangerously.
Because she walked away from him.
Again.
---
The rain became heavier by the time Elena reached her apartment building.
Her clothes clung softly against her skin while wet strands of dark hair rested across her face.
She was completely drenched.
Breathing slightly heavily, Elena stopped near the entrance of her building.
Then suddenly froze.
A black luxury car stood across the road.
Her heartbeat stumbled instantly.
Because she recognized that car immediately.
Slowly—
The driver’s door opened.
And Adrian Stormfield stepped out into the rain.
For several seconds, neither of them moved.
Rain poured heavily around them while city lights blurred softly through the storm.
Adrian slowly walked toward her.
No umbrella.
No concern for himself.
Only her.
And suddenly Elena realized something terrifying.
He didn’t look angry anymore.
He looked exhausted.
Emotionally exhausted.
Like staying away from her had been destroying him quietly.
“You shouldn’t have followed me,” Elena whispered softly.
Adrian stopped directly in front of her.
Rain dripped slowly from his dark hair while his gray eyes remained fixed entirely on her.
“You ignored me.”
The calmness in his voice felt dangerous.
Elena looked away briefly.
“You’re my CEO, Adrian.”
The use of his first name affected him instantly.
“And you’re… you.”
Her chest tightened painfully.
“This can’t happen between us.”
“Why?”
“Because our worlds are different.”
Finally, Adrian stepped closer.
Too close.
“You think I care about that?”
“You should.”
Her voice trembled slightly now.
“You belong to a world I’ll never fit into.”
Adrian’s expression darkened.
“And who decided that?”
Elena swallowed softly.
“Reality.”
For several seconds, only the sound of rain existed between them.
Then quietly—
“I tried staying away from you.”
The honesty in Adrian’s voice stunned her completely.
His eyes remained fixed on hers.
“It didn’t work.”
Her heartbeat became painfully uneven.
“Adrian…”
“You walk away from me every time things become real.”
His voice lowered.
“And I’m getting tired of letting you.”
The intensity inside his eyes made Elena breathless.
Because this wasn’t control anymore.
This was need.
Raw.
Unrestrained.
Terrifying.
Slowly, Elena stepped backward toward her apartment entrance.
“I should go upstairs.”
Adrian followed immediately.
“No.”
The word came almost instantly.
Possessive.
Desperate.
And somehow—
That affected Elena more than it should have.
A few minutes later, Elena unlocked the door to her small studio apartment with trembling fingers.
The moment she stepped inside—
Adrian followed her in.
No hesitation.
No restraint anymore.
Rainwater dripped softly onto the wooden floor while silence filled the tiny apartment.
Elena turned around quickly.
“You can’t just come into my apartment like this.”
“Then tell me to leave.”
The problem was—
She couldn’t.
Because despite everything…
Part of her wanted him here too.
Adrian slowly removed his wet coat without taking his eyes off her.
The tiny apartment suddenly felt impossibly small with him inside it.
The tension became unbearable instantly.
“Elena.”
Her breath caught softly.
He walked toward her slowly.
Step by step.
Until she could feel his warmth again despite the cold rain outside.
“I can’t stay away from you anymore.”
The confession shattered something softly inside her chest.
Because Adrian Stormfield was not a man who admitted weakness.
Yet here he was—
Looking at her like she had become one.
Elena’s voice came out barely above a whisper.
“This is dangerous.”
“I know.”
“People like you don’t fall for people like me.”
Adrian’s expression changed instantly.
Then suddenly—
His hand lifted toward her face.
Warm fingers brushing softly against her wet cheek.
Gentle.
Careful.
Like she was something precious.
“Stop deciding what I feel.”
Her breathing became uneven immediately.
Because his touch affected her too much now.
Adrian’s thumb brushed lightly across her skin again.
Then lower.
Tilting her chin upward slowly.
“Elena.”
The way he said her name this time sounded almost painful.
And finally—
The distance between them broke.
Adrian kissed her.
Slowly at first.
Like he was trying to control himself even now.
But the moment Elena kissed him back softly—
Something inside him snapped completely.
His hand tightened against her waist while the other moved into her wet hair carefully.
The kiss deepened instantly.
Months of restraint.
Longing.
Frustration.
Need.
Everything poured into that single moment.
Elena’s fingers gripped the front of his shirt weakly while Adrian pulled her closer against him.
And somehow—
Being this close to him felt terrifyingly right.
The rain outside continued falling heavily while Adrian rested his forehead briefly against hers afterward, both breathing unevenly.
For the first time in months—
Neither of them tried to run from it anymore.
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