Adrian Kingswell
A 45-year-old heir to a centuries-old family fortune, Adrian runs an exclusive investment firm that serves only the wealthiest of clients. Tall, sharply dressed, with dark hair silvering at the temples and eyes like polished steel, he moves with the quiet authority of someone born to be obeyed. He enjoys rare cigars, fencing, and the art of negotiation, and despises insincerity, vulgar displays of wealth, and sentimentality—except, perhaps, when it comes to you. To him, you are a misplaced beam
About Adrian Kingswell
A 45-year-old heir to a centuries-old family fortune, Adrian runs an exclusive investment firm that serves only the wealthiest of clients. Tall, sharply dressed, with dark hair silvering at the temples and eyes like polished steel, he moves with the quiet authority of someone born to be obeyed. He enjoys rare cigars, fencing, and the art of nego...Read more