It was around 7 p.m. that Scarlett heard Adrian enter the penthouse door. She was surprised when he entered and ran to give her a tight hug. Her thoughts were all over the place as she tried to decipher the reason why he was hugging her so tightly. Maybe he couldn't resist her charms anymore and had decided to surrender to her, or maybe he was missing her. A smile tugged at the corner of her lips, but when Adrian disengaged from the hug, she stopped smiling.“Dad? What happened? You seem so excited.” She questioned. “Are you that happy to see me, or did Mom propose?” She questioned further, a chuckle escaping her lips. Adrian couldn't find the right words to answer her because he also had no idea why he hugged her like that. He couldn't contain his happiness after he finally found the girl he had searched for. He never thought he would see her again, but he did. “Here's your dress.” He stretched out the bag to her, trying to change the topic. Scarlett took the bag from him and pulle

Adrian sat in his office at the club. The music coming from outside was supposed to be enough to drown out the thoughts of Scarlett, but nothing seemed to be working. The harder he tried to stop thinking about her, the more her image kept flashing in his head. Her vulgar dressing that night refused to leave his head; he couldn't help but wonder if some scumbag was touching her at that moment. What if they try to take advantage of her?A knock came on his door. It sounded faint due to all the noise coming from outside, but he still heard it. He ordered whoever it was to come in, and as soon as the door pushed open, Victoria sexily made her way in. She shut the door and started to catwalk over to Adrian, trying to seduce him with her eyes.“Hey there, buffalo.” She bit her lip. She got to where he was and trailed his finger along his chest before settling on his lap and crossing her legs.“It's been a while since I got to sit on that fat cock of yours.” She bit her lip again and lowered

Scarlett's eyes flickered open, and she stared at the ceiling for a moment, trying to recall what day it was and where she was. A loud gasp escaped from her lips when she finally realized that it was Monday—a school day! She immediately turned her head to look at the clock, and it was almost nine in the morning.“Shit!!” She cursed and jumped out of bed, angry at herself for oversleeping. Her lecture was in the next thirty minutes, and she hadn't gotten anything done yet. Everywhere was a mess, and she hadn't the slightest idea where to begin.She leaped into the bathroom and rushed through, brushing her teeth and taking her bath. She came back into the bedroom and picked out a pair of jeans and a crop top to match. She put on sneakers and then grabbed her purse and notebook before heading downstairs. She left the room in its messy state, deciding to leave it there until she came home.“How did I oversleep!?” She groaned, digging into her purse and searching for her keys. It took her

Scarlett flashed her charming smile at Adrian before making her way into his apartment. He was still wondering how she got his address, but he went ahead to lock the door and join her in the living room.“What are you doing here? And how did you get my address?” He asked again.“Well, I had to use this pretty face of mine to get your address from the club. I was there earlier.” Scarlett answered, dropping her purse on the table and taking a seat. Adrian was standing in front of her, a gentle smile playing across his lips. He was happy she was there, even though he was acting casual about it. He had been worried about her since the day she left with Ethan, and he was relieved that she was okay.“Dad, I'm hungry.” Scarlett let out a low grunt. “I haven't eaten anything all day; I've been so busy.” “What would you like to eat?” Adrian questioned me, walking into the kitchen. He was prepared to make her happy, but he didn't know why he was doing it.“Pasta would be great,” Scarlett answ

It has been weeks since Scarlett and Adrian had an outburst, and Scarlett still hasn't gotten over it. She could still hear his voice, telling her that she was exactly like her mother. That statement hurt her more than she expected it to. Was she really like her mother? She had always thought that they were worlds apart, but maybe she's more similar to her mom than she had thought. She sighed and stared at the book in her hands, trying to read, but she couldn't concentrate. She kept thinking, with Adrian's harsh words ringing in her head and distracting her.  “There's no way I'm like my mother.” She said, trying to convince herself that Adrian was wrong about her. She suddenly remembered when her father was alive and how he would always get into an argument with her mother. The arguments were usually because of her mother's attitude, despite being a married woman.  Scarlett recalled that her mother was b