Third Person’s POV

Adam had to put aside his ego just to remain in Brett's house. He understood that he needed to be obedient if he wanted to stay in a place where he could catch a glimpse of Agatha.

"But man, Brett can be so irritating," he muttered, removing his shirt and heading into the shower.

After his refreshing bath, he stepped out with only a towel wrapped around his waist.

With his wet, ebony hair cascading down, tiny droplets trickling down his chiseled abs, Adam exuded an irresistible allure that could make any woman weak in the knees. It seemed as though he effortlessly checked off every item...