Chapter 2 - THE TARGET ON MY BACK
The heavy oak doors slammed shut, sealing me inside a nightmare. Adrian didn’t let go of my hand until we reached the center of his sprawling library. "The Falcone family has been looking for a weakness," Adrian said, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. "My grandmother walked in, saw you in my shirt, and assumed we were bound. Within two minutes, a maid texted the Falcones." I stared at him, trembling. "Then tell them the truth! Tell them I’m just an event planner who passed out!" Adrian’s gray eyes darkened. "If I tell them you’re nobody, they will torture you to punish me for the insult. Congratulations, Elena. You are now the future Mrs. Moretti, and if you take off the ring I’m about to give you, you’re dead."
