ADRIAN’S POV
I chose the house on Hollow Pine Road because it belonged to no one anymore, though, it had been my grandfather’s once before the Laurent empire now. Back when the family still measured its worth in land rather than markets.
Nobody used it, my mother found it too rustic for entertaining and Damien had never expressed interest in anything that didn’t come with a view of the financial district.
The house is located at the edge of the city where the buildings thinned into trees. It is a single-story stone house with a wraparound porch and a fireplace that still worked even while not in use for years.
I told my driver to wait at the gate while I walked in first and lit the fire myself. It felt strange after years of staffs doing it, my hands remembering the motion more easil
