Nadiya made it back to their room barely a minute after him. And that took some light jogging through the hallway because the man had moved like an angry tornado, ready to rip the walls apart. But instead of rushing in when she got to the door, she stood in the hallway wondering why Trick seemed so pissed to find her with Adrian and, more importantly, why she cared so much.
It wasn’t like Trick had made his intentions known toward her. He hadn’t told her he was interested in whatever was buzzing between them like an invisible electrical current. If anything, the man had said the complete opposite and so had she.
From the moment she stormed into their penthouse lobby, they had been at each other’s throats. And Nadiya knew she was not the innocent victim in all of it. She would deny it if
