POV: Adriana
The morning sunlight poured in through the glass walls of The House of Laurent HQ, bathing the open workspace in gold. I sat in my office, my heart pounding quietly beneath my blouse.
Adira sat across from me, headphones in her ears, sketching something with complete concentration on her tablet.
We both worked directly under Gloriah Jaymes—yeah, the Gloriah Jaymes. People would kill for a chance to intern under her. Only a few got the opportunity to intern at The House of Laurent and of those, even fewer got to intern directly under her.
So when gossip started circulating that I was getting ‘the princess treatment’ because I was Darius Wolfe’s wife—one of Gloriah’s friends—it hadn’t surprised me. What did surprise me was how bitter people could be about it.
None of them
