***LANCE'S POV***
I never imagined I'd be chasing after Adrian after he left the room.And I sure as hell didn't expect to still be here instead of losing myself in some club or strip house, finding the kind of release my body ached for.
But right now, Adrian felt like the only person I could taunt. Except that taunting was the wrong word for it.
Pursue. Not taunt. Not really.
It wasn't about provoking him—it was this unexplainable pull, like an ache in my chest that demanded I be near him.
And after what I saw with Landon earlier… control wasn't an option anymore.
I know Landon—how corrupt he is. How he always gets what he wants, no matter who he has to break to get it. Adrian's too innocent for someone like him.
