Adrian's POV
Monday arrived like a sledgehammer to my skull. The whiskey from last night was exacting its revenge, and my body felt like it had been run over by a freight train. Every muscle ached, my head pounded with a relentless rhythm, and I seriously considered whether my playboy lifestyle was worth these brutal mornings.
But today brought salvation in the form of Chloe Dalton's interview. After checking with my network, everyone confirmed she was a force to be reckoned with in the assistant world. Professional, efficient, and apparently capable of taming even the most unruly executives.
Ava swept into my office carrying a stack of contracts that needed my signature. As she placed them on my desk, her eyes gleamed with that particular look she got when she had gossip to share.
"I spoke with Evelyn this morning," she began, settling into the chair across from me like she was preparing for a long conversation. "She finally found someone brave enough to work for Mr. Sterling."
