Adriano

“What the hell are you doing here?” I asked, my voice deadly calm as I stared into the eyes of my greatest enemy.

The person standing in my doorway had the audacity to smile at me, which only made my blood boil hotter.

Without thinking, my hand moved toward the drawer where I kept my loaded gun. Some people never learned their lesson the easy way.

“You have exactly ten seconds to get out of my building before I call security,” I hissed. “Or better ...