KISS'S POV
I wasn't looking for trouble.
Trouble had a way of finding me.
The hotel lobby buzzed with quiet luxury—soft music, murmured conversations, the clink of glasses. I walked beside the glass railings, my heels clicking softly against marble floors, my mind still tangled from the night before.
Shared air. Shared bed. Shared silence.
And feelings I was pretending not to name.
That was when I saw them.
Adrian.
And Ashley.
She stood too close.
Her hand rested lightly on his arm, manicured fingers brushing his sleeve as she leaned in, saying something I couldn't hear. She looked elegant, polished, exactly the kind of woman who belonged in his world.
My chest tightened painfully.
Adrian's expression was unreadable. Controlled. Reserved.
But he hadn't stepped away.
I stopped walking.
Something inside me fractured quietly.
So this was it.
I told myself not to react. Not to humiliate myself by confronting him. We weren't… anything official. He had made no promises. I had no claim.
So I turned.
And walked away.
Each step felt heavier than the last.
I didn't know where I was going—only that I needed distance before the ache in my chest turned into something worse.
I didn't notice the shadow behind me.
Not until a hand wrapped around my wrist and yanked me sharply into a side corridor.
"Chris—!" I gasped.
The door slammed shut behind us.
My heart pounded violently.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" I snapped, trying to pull free.
His grip tightened—not painful, but desperate.
"What's wrong with you?" he shot back, eyes dark, blazing. "You've been avoiding me. Ignoring me. Acting like I don't exist."
"I told you to stay away," I said, breathless.
"That wasn't your choice," he snapped. "That was his."
Silence crashed between us.
"I want answers," Chris continued, stepping closer. "You don't disappear on someone who cares without a reason. Tell me why you're pulling away."
My throat burned.
"You know why," I whispered.
"No," he said sharply. "I don't. Because every time I look at you, I see someone who doesn't belong to Adrian Goodwill's cage."
"I'm not in a cage," I said weakly.
"Yes, you are," he said. "And you're letting him lock the door."
I shook my head. "You don't understand."
"Then make me understand," he demanded. "Choose."
The word hit like a slap.
"Choose who?" I asked softly.
"Me," he said immediately. "Or him."
The air felt too thin.
"I can't—"
The door burst open.
Adrian.
The temperature dropped instantly.
Chris barely had time to turn before Adrian slammed a fist into his jaw.
The impact echoed violently.
Chris staggered back, crashing into the wall.
"You touch her again," Adrian said coldly, advancing, "and I will end you."
Chris wiped blood from his lip and laughed bitterly.
"So it's true," he sneered. "You're scared."
Adrian grabbed him by the collar and drove him back into the wall.
"You don't get to say her name," Adrian growled.
Chris shoved him back just as hard.
"She doesn't want you," he snapped. "She wants me—she just hasn't admitted it yet."
Adrian froze.
Slowly, his gaze shifted to me.
"Kiss," he said quietly.
The room went deathly still.
Chris turned too, eyes burning with expectation.
My heart thundered.
I couldn't run anymore.
I took a shaky breath.
"No," I said firmly. "That's not true."
Chris stiffened. "Kiss—"
"I want Adrian," I said, voice trembling but clear. "And you need to stay away from me."
The words tasted like blood and truth.
Chris stared at me, stunned.
Then something hardened in his eyes.
He stepped back slowly.
"This isn't over," he said quietly, never breaking eye contact with Adrian. "You can't keep her forever."
His gaze slid back to me—softening just a fraction.
"I'll be back for you."
Then he left.
The door closed.
The silence that followed was worse than the fight.
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ADRIAN'S POV
I was barely holding myself together.
Barely.
I turned to her.
"You let him pull you into a room?" I demanded, fury vibrating through my voice.
She spun on me instantly.
"You don't get to interrogate me," she shot back. "Not after what I saw."
"What you saw?" I snapped. "Ashley means nothing."
"She was touching you," Kiss said sharply. "And you didn't stop her."
That did it.
The control I'd been gripping snapped violently.
I crossed the distance between us in two strides.
"She is nothing," I said lowly. "Nothing compared to you."
"Then why does she keep showing up?" Kiss fired back. "Why is she still in your life?"
"Because she doesn't matter enough to fight," I growled.
Her breath hitched.
I cupped her face suddenly, my thumb brushing her cheek.
"You matter," I said fiercely.
Her eyes burned.
"So why does it feel like I'm always the one bleeding?"
I didn't answer.
I kissed her.
Hard.
Rough.
Like I was pouring every unspoken truth into that moment.
She gasped—but didn't pull away.
Her hands fisted in my shirt instantly, responding just as desperately.
I deepened the kiss, claiming, demanding.
Mine.
When I pulled back, my forehead rested against hers.
"You're mine," I said hoarsely. "Do you understand that?"
Her lips parted, breath shaky.
"Yes."
That was all I needed.
I kissed her again—slower this time, deeper—my hands tracing the lines of her waist, her back, grounding myself in her presence.
I slowly backed towards the table while deepening the kiss. I suddenly picked her up and placed her on the table making her gap in surprise, I leaned over her while unbuttoning her blouse.
I squeezed her breast making her ache her back for me while moaning. I trailed my hands down and touched her clit making her yelp in pleasure as I sucked her nipple.
I fingerfuck her hardly making her scream in pleasure while trying to suppress her moans which she's failing miserably.
"Ohh my goshh,Adr...ian,please!!!.
I smirked against her nipples which I knew she felt it. I increased the pressure as I watched her bite her lips to suppress her scream.
I stopped abruptly making her look at me in confused . I picked her up from the table making her cross her legs around my waist and proceed to our suite.
I passed by my partners and their wives as they watched us with amusement.
I hurriedly unlocked our suite and threw her on the bed making her bounce. I didn't give her much time for her to register where we are when I tear all her clothes making her gaps in surprise.
"What the heck, Adrian ",she asked still surprised.
I hovered over her and kissed her roughly as I settled myself at her entrance. I didn't waste time and penetrated into her at once making her scream in pleasure mixed with a little pain.
I roughly thrusts in and out of her creating an exotic sounds filling the room.
I hastily turned her around and entered from behind while holding her neck in a dominant way.
We soon reached our climax together making us see stars. I fall down on her as we chased our breath.
I kissed her lips gently after a while making me hard again.
She looked at me shock shaking her head while I smirked.
"No no no no,Adrian",she shook her head at me.
Last one please, I promise, I said as I trusted inside her.
We changed to all the position I know and yet to know.
"Adr...ian,is ok,I'm tired",she said exhausted
"Princess,just this one then we rest ",I said trying to coze her.
"That's what you have been saying for past hours".
We finally fell asleep when it was almost dawn when exhaustion caught up with us.
Without caring about the outside world