Adrian sat in his dimly lit office, his fingers drumming on the desk. He’d heard from his sources about Marcus’s meeting with Elliot. The thought of Marcus’s claws anywhere near Elliot made Adrian’s blood boil.
Adrian clenched his fists.
*Elliot is mine. Marcus won’t take him from me.*
Adrian Blackwood (ML)
(Picking up his phone, he called one of his trusted men.)
Increase the security detail around Elliot. Discreetly. I don’t want him to know, but make sure Marcus stays far away.
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