Chapter 83

• Adrian
• “How did you even come up with this idea?” I chuckle as I step into the balcony of the penthouse and my eyes fall back on the table that had been set. There are lit candles all over the table for two, with a bottle of champagne, two glasses and two covered plates, with soft lighting.
• “Because I'm good with ideas,” Nikolai says in deadpans, appearing behind me as he wraps his hand around my waist. His smell of cedar wool fills my nose as I place my hands on his. I let in a sharp breath when I felt his lips on the side of my neck, kissing me softly.