Adele POV
I am wide awake, lying in bed and staring at the ceiling long before it is time for the alarm to go off. My mind has been racing like a rabid dog and I could not sleep. Not even after Luther and I made love. And that always helps me relax.
That is what pisses me off the most. Philip stole my serenity. Well, not while we are busy with the act, but afterwards. Before last night, I could listen to Luther’s beating heart and the sound would sooth me to sleep.
Now I am tossing and turning trying to figure out what the f**k the illegal income could be. I have thought about drugs, weapons and even human trafficking, but I know it is none of those. There are no secret fields with weed, hidden armoury or meth labs. I have been to the factory and crossed the premises from border to bord
