ADRIAN

“What happened?” she had asked.

I looked off? The fuck I did.

My wife was here gushing over a man that isn't me; I was beyond anger.

I would have sworn she was teasing me, pushing me to the edge just to see my reaction, but that didn't stop the rage from tearing through my body.

I ground my teeth so hard it freaking hurt.

“My wife is here talking about some Russian shit like he was her true love. Why the hell shouldn't I be angry?”

She went still, her fine eyes widening, then she stepped back. Her mask of neutrality slipped back on.

She was more than...