The Truth

♤Adrian♤ A knock came on the door and I looked up from the files I was buried in. After the meeting, I decided to stay back for some hours and sort out a few things that needed my attention. "Come in," I muttered, and the knob turned. Axel walked in. I sat up a little straighter. He had a tablet in his hands, and my eyes fell on them almost immediately. I flipped through the pages of the files, trying to act casual as though I wasn’t fucking curious—I was. Curious as hell about what he’d come here for and what he had to say. "So, about what you asked me to look into this morning," he started, and I gave a curt nod, raising a brow. "Yeah?" "She was pretty easy to look into. Background and everything," he said, drawing out the seat in front of my desk and settling in like he owned the space. "What did you find?" I asked, glancing at my wristwatch. A couple of minutes past 1. "From recent records, turns out she's married," he said. I raised my eyes to meet his. He gave me a knowing look.