THE atmosphere in the lounge was alive with soft music, golden lights flickering against crystal glasses, and the murmur of laughter from nearby tables. Adrian leaned back in his chair, casually tapping his fingers on the armrest as he chatted lightly with Jakes.
Just then, that subtle click of high heels approached their table. Both men glanced up, but Adrian’s expression changed instantly the moment his eyes caught her. Vivian. She was gliding toward their table with effortless elegance, wrapped in a short designer gown that shimmered under the lights. Her pink designer purse dangled from her hand like it was born to match her. Her expensive perfume filled the air within seconds.
Adrian’s face split into a wide smile before he could even stop himself. She returned it with a soft, allur
