Chapter 53

• Adrian's POV:
• I pulled into the driveway of my current place, the night thick and quiet around me, the headlights cutting through the dark before I killed the engine. My mind was still buzzing from the mansion tour—Sandra’s ass shaking in that tight dress, the 1.4 million deal locked in—but I was home now, ready to crash. I stepped inside, the house silent except for a faint clink from the kitchen.
• I walked in, and there she was—Luciana, my little maid, standing by the counter in a silk nightgown that barely covered shit. It was short as fuck, stopping just under her ass, teasing the edge like it wanted to ride up and show everything. Her ass was round, soft-looking, fleshy in a way that caught my eye hard. Normally, I didn’t give her a second thought—she’s just the help, a tool to keep this place running and now to fuck Müller for me. But tonight, damn, she looked different.