Adrian's POV:

My friends invited me out for drinks, but the moment I arrived at the bar, I spotted Emma talking to someone in a Bentley.

Parking nearby, I quietly had someone look into who owned the Bentley.

Soon, a text came through.

The owner's shady background and his disgusting history with women were laid out before me.

Reading it, I gripped my phone tightly, feeling sick.

Emma was like a magnet for ...