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Adrian’s POV

The car rolled to a smooth stop in front of the house, the brakes hissing like a final warning. I glanced over at her, noting the way her wide-eyed gaze lingered on the mansion as if she had just stumbled upon a secret she wished she could unsee. It wasn’t the largest house in the city, but it was elegant, tasteful—perhaps a touch too grand for someone in her position. For someone like me, though, it was just another place to conduct business.

“Is this…?” She trailed off, her eyes narrowing suspiciously. “This isn’t some trafficking thing, is it?” She shifted in her seat, inching away as if she was calculating an escape route.

I held back a smirk, the old familiar urge to tease her rising. “Not that it’s any of your business,” I replied coolly, reaching over to open the car door. “Now, are you coming in, or should I leave you here to question everything?”

She scowled, huffing as she stepped out of the car, pulling her coat tighter around her. “You still haven’t answered w
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