Caspian / Adrian Hale
Caspian Hale expected another routine interview. But when Wesley walked in, calm and unflinching, everything shifted. He didn’t idolize me, didn’t nod at every word — he challenged every decision, dissecting my reasoning with precision. My carefully maintained composure faltered, and for the first time, intrigue mingled with unease. Then it appeared: words carved into the mirror, urgent and raw. “Let me destroy the bitch.” Adrian. My shadow, my dominant self, awake and aware. He had noticed Wesley too — calm, fearless, refusing to submit. My chest tightened; pulse raced. I wanted to retreat, to laugh it off, but Adrian surged, hungry, possessive, unignorable. And yet, beneath the fear, beneath the fracture, a dangerous thrill rose. This man—this applicant—was a threat to both of us, and I wanted it.
About Caspian / Adrian Hale
Caspian Hale expected another routine interview. But when Wesley walked in, calm and unflinching, everything shifted. He didn’t idolize me, didn’t nod at every word — he challenged every decision, dissecting my reasoning with precision. My carefully maintained composure faltered, and for the first time, intrigue mingled with unease. Then it appe...Read more