Adria walked softly to Sebestian's office. She pressed her ear against the closed door and only heard Sebestian's voice. She figured he had to be alone, and the meeting he had with his closest security members must have ended.

Slowly, she opened the door and realized she was wrong. There, in her husband's office, were at least a dozen men, all dressed in black tuxedos. Her face heated when she felt all of their gazes directed at her.

"Beautiful, hi," Sebestian smiled at her from the other side of the room. "We are having a little bit of a problem over here; wait outside, please."

Adria looked at the screen...