The office buzzed with routine chatter, but Adrian’s gaze was fixed on Isabella across the room, his jaw tight. A new consultant had been assigned to assist her on a project, leaning a little too close, laughing a little too freely. The familiar knot of jealousy tightened in his chest, igniting a heat that was equal parts irritation and desire.
“Adrian, are you okay?” Isabella asked softly, approaching him with concern. “You seem… tense.”
“I’m fine,” he said, voice clipped, though his eyes betrayed the storm brewing inside. “Just… focused.”
Isabella raised a brow, sensing the underlying possessiveness, the primal edge in his tone. “Focused on what?” she asked teasingly, a playful smirk curling her lips.
Adrian’s fingers twitched, wanting to reach for her, to claim her, but he restraine
