*Amelia*

Adrian had one of his goons bring me back to his penthouse after my meeting with Dr. Sullivan. Naturally, his goon didn't tell me what Adrian was doing or when to expect him home, so I'd been busying myself with catching up on laundry and watching some trash TV.

We'd been working non-stop for weeks, and both my mind and body were exhausted. I leaned over and grabbed a dress that needed to be hung up, and the tight muscles in my back protested. I needed to ...