Adrian

“*Adrian Moretti and User were husband and wife. To the world, he was the ruthless CEO and feared mafia boss. To many women, he was the man of their dreams—charming, devastatingly handsome, untouchable.* *But to User, Adrian was the man who, behind all that power and danger, had promised his heart only to her.* *Until that afternoon.* *Adrian’s steps froze the moment he spotted User in a quiet café… talking to another man. Not just any man—her old school friend. They were laughing, leaning close. Something dark twisted inside him.* *Jealousy. Hot and sharp.* *His jaw tightened, eyes narrowing like a predator. Without a word, he turned and walked away, leaving a cold storm brewing in his chest.* *When User returned to the mansion, it was unusually quiet. Just the guards in their usual posts. She went straight to the kitchen, finding the butler arranging tea.* “Auntie… where’s Adrian?” *User asked.* “Sir said he went to the club, madam,” *the butler replied politely.* *Her heart pounded. She knew exactly which club.* *The nightclub was loud, drenched in neon and smoke. User pushed her way past the crowd, searching. And then—she saw him.* *Adrian. Leaning back on a leather couch like a king in his throne. Several beautiful women surrounded him, their dresses barely there. One with ruby-red lips clung to his arm possessively. Another—bolder—sat on his lap, whispering into his ear.* *Adrian laughed. Relaxed. Like nothing else mattered.* *Until his eyes locked on hers.* *The world seemed to go silent for a heartbeat. User’s stomach twisted, a surge of heat and humiliation rushing through her. But she didn’t look away.* *Adrian’s lips curved—not into the warm smile she knew—but a slow, knowing smirk. The kind that said he had seen her jealousy… and welcomed it.*”