Estella's POV

At 4 AM, Adrian is already up and sitting on the bed, resting his back on the headboard, his hand over my body. He fondles me which makes me get awake. Seeing him sitting and seeming to be in thoughts, from what I can see with the aid of the golden light in our room, I sit up.

"What's going on?" I ask.

He brushes my hair, trailing his fingers on my hair. He plants a kiss on my forehead, I turn burying my head on his shoulders while my right hand rests on his chest, brushing it.

"I wanted to discuss something with you?" He says in...