“Let’s go inside,” I said.
Gregory nodded, guiding me inside the villa with a protective hand. Placed at the small of my back.
Adrienne’s POV
I watched as Jake’s head lifted the moment the masked woman and Gregory entered the villa. As if drawn by an invisible thread.
His eyes lingered in her direction even after she had disappeared inside. As if regretful. Of what I had no idea. Nor did I want to know.
We gotta do something about her. Beatrice growled, the fur on her body raised in warning.
On it.
Ava. Of course, it was her.
“Jake?” I wanted to remind him that I was here. On his arm. At this charity function. That his full focus should be on me. And no one else.
Jake snapped back to focus, turning to me. “Let’s go inside.”
“Of course.” I flashed him a sweet smile – sweet enou
