Adrian's Possession
hed among the world's richest-a throne I'd claimed through grit and ice-cold resolve. But today, that control frayed, shredded by a curvy, mouthy teenager who'd stormed
lazing as she'd flipped me off, fearless and feral. A brat, barely older th
had rattled me like that since, until this girl. My driver's near-miss was her fault, darting into the street like a wild thing, yet she
uption, and I snatched it up, my
p sliced through, loud
the headache pulsing behind my ey
ee her in my mind-blonde curls bouncing, hands o
ion. "Help with what? If it's a boyfriend,
ou caveman. It's my friend-the one I told you about, daug
ng into the desk. "Trouble how
uncle killed her parents-with some shady VP guy. He's after her now, and she won't l
or your strays." But her plea tugged, a thread tied to the soft spot she always exploited. I sighed, pinching the bridge
then paused. "Hold on-sending yo
hair, sharp cheekbones, those damn green eyes glaring at the camera like she'd rather punch it. The same brat from the street, all de
his Elena-she's the loudmouth who nearly scratched my
ou're the rude guy she bitched about? Oh, th
htening on the phone. "Why the hell
d her parents-Andrew and Lisa Williams-they were big in shipping.
ndercut a deal, smear my name in circles I'd later crushed him out of. I'd let it slide, too busy building my empire, but the sting lingered, a
he's under my wing. But don't think I'm happy about it." I paused, a smirk tugging
chirped, and hung up
y tone clipped. "Felix, security detail-Saph's friend. Pho
replied, his voice bri
photo still glowing on my screen. "Find t
said, and the
fists balled, voice cutting through the horn's blare. I paused it, her glare frozen mid-shout, and leaned closer. Most people shrank under my shadow-mone
esk phone. "Claire," I barked when my assistant picked up, "report on Andrew and Lisa Wil
ht," Claire said
He'd report soon, but my mind churned. Adam's shadow loomed, a ghost from a deal gone sour, and now his niece was a pawn in his game-and Saph's. I didn't
photo still burning in my mind. She was a brat, a liability-but a Williams, and that name carried weight. Adam had a debt to pay, and if she was the key,