Serena’s POV
“What are you doing here??” I stared at the door in horror.
Adrian stood in the doorway, his tall frame blocking out the light from the hallway.
My breath hitched in my throat as he stared at me.
I was still halfway through changing, the dress clutched desperately against my chest, leaving too much to his dark gaze.
"I want to dress up." I managed to whisper, my voice cracking. "Leave, Adrian."
He said nothing.
He didn't even make any moves to leave. His dark eyes slowly began to roam over my body. It wasn't just a glance, he looked at me the same way a predator eyes a helpless prey—his eyes were filled with a hunger, entirely unimpressed by my pathetic attempts to hide.
I began to feel overly conscious. I was here, standing in the middle of the room, half naked,
