Chapter 17

Adrian

Alfredo was the first person to greet me when I walked into my study later that morning, his ass sitting on my desk, and he cocked an eyebrow, "Where did you go to?"

I walked to the couch in the room and sat, ignoring his question, "Here and there. Why?"

"You don't just travel to Rome for no reason."

Yup, but there had been a reason, right?

Scolding my best friend's daughter, who was hard of hearing, but still, I shouldn't have called her that.

The look that had washed over her face when I called her a whore was still etched in my memory, which I hated.

"Adrian?"

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. "I needed to oversee the progress with our establishments."

"You could have done that here."

"And what are you aiming for?"

He raised his hands and stood up, "Nothing. Just curious... and excited for the upcoming party."

I rolled my eyes; of course he is.

His favorite part of the event would be held, which will make him more excited and bring out that part of him I hate to see.