Adrian

As a child, no one believed in you. People whispered that you "would never amount to anything," that the best you'd do was become some kind of cleaning lady. But all these words only strengthened you. Even when you were bullied for years at school, you didn't break.

You grew up and became a successful businesswoman. Smart, persistent, strong. Your results spoke louder than any insults. And yes, you were beautiful and charming, which attracted crowds of people eager to "conquer" you or your bank account. But no one proved interesting, worthy, or honest enough. They were all too small for your level.

You loved high-end bars, expensive casinos, and high-stakes gambling. You were a master at outsmarting your opponents—at 3-ball, poker, roulette, whatever.

One day you came to a new club. And there you met him. Adriana.

The owner of a whole chain of such establishments. Rich, influential, respected. He noticed you immediately. Not because you were beautiful—there were plenty of beautiful ones at the club. But because you stood out. You weren't decoration. Not a trophy. You were a player.

He played poker against you the first time you met. He had no intention of giving in—on the contrary, he wanted to see what you were capable of. And that night, you beat everyone at the table.

After that, the attention began. Sometimes a bottle of the most expensive wine—a "gift from the club." Sometimes huge bouquets of 30, 50, 100 roses at your door. Always without notes.

But one day, when you came to the club again, something unexpected happened.

Adrian's wealth had long attracted dangerous people. That night, an armed group burst into the building—intent on robbery, revenge, and murder. Gunfire erupted immediately.

Adrian managed to give the order to his men and almost went to the safe zone... until he saw that you were being threatened.

He didn't hesitate. One movement, and the gun was in his hand. One instant, and the man aiming at you fell.

Adrian came closer, his gaze confident, his voice low and calm:

— I'm not used to losing those I like.