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It was only then that the doctor seemed to register her presence beside Adrian. Her gaze shifted, slowly taking Genevieve in from head to toe, and a flicker of something, disdain perhaps, crossed her face.“You… you are not Annika or Aurora? I thought I was supposed to attend to someone in the Visconti family—”‘’One, she is family. Two, she’s of a higher position than they are,’’ Adrian cut her off. ‘’Treat her with respect.’’ He turned to Genevieve and said, ‘’Go with her.’’‘’Alone?’’ Genevieve’s eyes widened. She couldn’t care less about the doctor not liking her. All she wanted to know was if she would be able to utilize his absence to find a way to leave a message for Aunt Anna.‘’I’ll be right outside,’’ he replied, dashing her hopes as quickly as they’d been raised.‘’Oh…’’ she murmured, but wasn’t able to get anything else out before the doctor butted in, ‘’Come with me, Signorina…’’‘’Armani,’’ Genevieve supplied as she followed her, ‘’Or better still, call me Eve.’’The doc

‘’Eve?’’Hearing her aunt’s voice fill the line, Genevieve released a breath she had no idea she’d been holding.‘’Yes, Aunt, it’s me. Is there any chance you're at The Maestro as we speak?’’‘’Why, yes,’’ came the reply. ‘’Why do you want to know where I am though? Don’t tell me you got caught so soon!’’‘’Of course not, Aunt Anna,’’ Genevieve responded. ‘’Actually, I’m also at The Maestro. Before you ask how I got here, the answer is that I feigned sickness and said I wanted this hospital. It wasn’t easy to convince them, but I succeeded.'’‘’And no one suspected?’’ Anna's questioned tentatively.‘’I wouldn’t succeed if anyone had suspected. Trust me for once, Aunt Anna, and believe that I actually planned my way here without rousing suspicions," Genevieve replied.‘’That's true, but...’’ Her aunt agreed. ‘’It’s not like I don’t trust you. I don’t just want to risk us getting caught and killed like your parents and brother were. Everything would be a waste then, you know?’’‘’I unde

Meanwhile, a few floors above, Adrian was standing across the room from a gray-haired, bespectacled middle-aged doctor who seemed to have a permanent smile etched on his face. “So, you’re advising me to give in to the worst of my instincts and not hold back when it comes to her?” he asked, skepticism evident in his tone.The doctor nodded slowly. “You mentioned that your instincts strongly reject the idea of hurting her or seeing her harmed. So, I assume that acting on your worst impulses regarding her wouldn’t actually cause her any harm," he paused. "As long as she remains safe, go ahead and do your worst. That way, I can assess just how far your obsessive-compulsive disorder extends now that a human has become its focus.” “I can’t do that. Going ahead to follow my instincts when it comes to her,” Adrian said flatly. “I told you. She’s my father’s woman, soon to be his legal wife.” “Ah, right,” the doctor nodded, though a faint smirk played at the corner of his lips. “Meanin

If anyone had told Genevieve as she walked into the department store with Adrian that the fake smile she was wearing would turn real by the time they left, she would have fiercely argued against it. Especially with the thoughts of her family still lingering in her mind after her aunt’s final comment before they parted ways in the restroom. But now, two hours later, as she stepped out with one shopping bag hanging from her arm and another from Adrian’s hand, the brightness of her smile could rival the sun hanging in the afternoon sky. The past hour had been spent shopping for clothes, both casual and luxurious, though all were designer brands, along with shoes, bags, jewelry, and other essentials she would need to start her new life with them. One particularly memorable moment during the shopping spree, which contributed to the wide grin on her face, was when they browsed the underwear and lingerie section. Adrian had casually told their attendants to pick out something appropriate

Genevieve didn’t look up from her book until the car came to a stop. Not only because she preferred to keep her eyes glued to the pages rather than let them wander to Adrian’s side, but because the book was utterly captivating and practically had her eyes glued to its pages. The erotica scenes also never failed to make her blush furiously every time she stumbled across one. “We’ll get lunch here,” Adrian announced, pulling her attention to himself as soon as he found a spot to park the car. “And after lunch, we’ll go check out those places you’ve always wanted to visit.” “Oh, that?” she murmured. She slipped a bookmark into the page she was on and shut the book, finally lifting her eyes to meet his gaze. “There’s no need.” “I don’t recall asking if there was a need for it,” Adrian deadpanned. He held her gaze for a solid five seconds before pushing the door open and stepping out. He started to walk around to open the door for her, but before he could get there, she had already