Chapter 46 Beneath The Armor

• Adrian takes Sienna to the rooftop of his penthouse—a quiet, starlit escape above the city. It’s intimate but exposed, bold but not rushed. He brings wine, lets his guard down just a little, and the air between them crackles with restrained tension. There’s a slow undressing—both physical and emotional—until the moment finally overtakes them.
• The rooftop was quiet, save for the low hum of the city below. A breeze tugged at Sienna’s hair as she stepped onto the open terrace, her heels clicking softly against the stone. Adrian was already there, standing by the glass railing with a bottle of wine in hand and two glasses set on the ledge.
• The city lights stretched in every direction, glittering like stars at their feet. "I figured you deserved more than just dinner," he said, handing her a glass. "You earned this night."