m shifted toward her, waiting for her to stumble, waiting for the crac
a vindictive smirk tugging at the corner of his
g the distance between herself and Adrian, and reached out to wrap her arm fi
ind him." She looked straight into the central camera lens, her voice steady, w
uite. The flashbulbs exploded into a fr
harsh, incredulou
an Wooten doesn't date a penniless little reporter! Ivana, stop deceiving yourself! Adri
oten, don't let this woman use you! She's ju
. She knew she was walking along the edge of a bottomless abyss. If Adr
seconds. He looked down at her pale, reso
on the curve of her waist. With a slight
voice resonated across the room, carrying
t up with triumph.
executioner surveying condemned prisoners. "She is my fiancée. We are getting married. We i
o suck all the oxy
the carpet without him even noticing. His knees weakened slightly, his mind
disguised mask of jealousy. She stared fixedly at Adrian's hand restin
this floor," Adrian said, his
by one, confiscating all memory cards and recording devices on the spot, knocking down the extended boom mics thrust toward her, and herding the reporters back out into the corridor. "My legal team will issue a t
, flailing as two burly security guards grabbed him
," Adrian commanded without
furious curses faded down the hallway until the heavy s
scended up
putting distance between them as if she had just touched a live wire. Sh
oice still carrying a trace of tension. "I'll release a clarifica
he moved forward, trapping her betw
ong?" Adrian asked, his voice
wallpaper. Her heart leape
The scent of cedar mixed with clean linen enveloped her completely. His gaze droppe
r lips. "In my world, Ivana, spoken words carry corresponding legal consequences. The Wooten family trust has an explicit morality clause. If a scandal breaks before the annual b
that sentence, Adrian straightened and step
ase, and pulled out a thick, bound document. He tossed it casu
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