"I will," Adrian promised, savoring the warmth of Matteo's touch before he finally stepped out of the car.
He watched the car disappear into the distance before turning toward his front door. He walked up, swiped his key card, and stepped inside.
The house was quiet.
A second later, a maid hurried toward him, gently taking his bag and carrying it upstairs. Adrian followed behind her in silence.
When they reached his room, she set the bag down, bowed politely, and left.
Adrian collapsed onto the bed, resting his head back with a tired sigh. For a moment, he considered calling his sister to let her know he was home. But the exhaustion of the past few days settled deep into his bones, and he chose instead to rest before facing the world again.
Matteo didn't go home.
Instead, he went straight to Marco's company.
