Still laughing, the two of them made their way to the kitchen together, teasing and playfully bickering as though the weight of everything had finally been lifted from their shoulders.
Meanwhile, back at the Matteo Estate…
Adrian strutted into their bedroom, immediately tossing his jacket aside. He sank into the middle of the massive mattress, pulling out his phone. He opened his chat with Matteo and typed out a message.
Daddy, I'm back home… When are you coming back to me?
No reply came. Matteo was entirely buried in high-stakes corporate meetings.
Adrian rolled onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. A wicked, playful grin stretched across his face as his thumbs flew across the screen again.
God, I'm so lonely… This bed feels way too empty without a tall, muscular man pressed against me right now.
Still, the chat remained silent. No dots appeared.
