CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED FIFTY-SEVEN - WORK TO FORGET

Tory POV

Adam did not stay long.

He dropped us off at my apartment, to which I was surprised to note that he knew, and then he left.

When he was gone, Tony helped me inside. He asked someone from the reception area to help us with our luggage while he helped me walk.

I wanted to assure him I was alright, but I didn't want us to argue in front of a stranger, so I kept mum about it.

When we reached my unit, I watched as Tony fuss around the house and noted that he placed his bags alongside mine inside my room.

"Tony, you are not going to live here," I told him outright, horror in my face.

I thought we already discussed this. I am going to live alone, away from him.

He nodded. "Yes. I will take this with me when I leave." He said, motioning to his bags resting on the floor.

His confirmation made me heave a sigh of relief.

I watched him unpacked my bags. He was pulling out my underwear from inside, and I started balking at the contrast of my lacy underwear in his capable hands.

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