Adrian smacked his chest hard.
Matteo winced. "Babe… stop."
Adrian rolled his eyes. "You'd better be ready to answer all my questions. Because I need to know why you did it."
Matteo didn't argue. He pulled Adrian closer, tucking him under his chin as if trying to keep him safe from everything else.
When the car finally pulled up to the estate, the engine went quiet, leaving a heavy silence in its wake. Harry stepped forward to open the door. Matteo got out first, then reached back, offering his hand.
Adrian took it.
Their fingers laced together as they walked inside, their footsteps echoing softly against the marble floor.
As they began to climb the grand staircase, Matteo glanced at Adrian, his voice low and cautious. "Do you need anything, Rian? Water? Something to eat?"
Adrian didn't answer. His eyes stayed fixed ahead, focused on the bedroom door, where he would finally get the answers he needed.
