King of the Underworld by RJ Kane

Chapter Thirty–Six

Sephie

I cleaned up and left the bandage supplies on the counter. Everyone had since disappeared, so I wasn’t sure where they went. I wandered up the stairs to Adrik’s office. I was chewing on my bottom lip when I walked in, my hands in my pockets. I was completely lost in thought. About Ivan, about Andrei and Tori, about everything that happened the last three days.

“You okay?” Adrik asked from his desk.

As soon as I saw him, I was snapped back to reality. I smiled warmly at him, taking in his features. He had ditched his shirt again and was just in jeans sitting at his desk, a stack of papers in front of him. He leaned back in his chair, pushing it away from his desk. He turned toward me as I walked toward him.

“Did you find your answer?” I asked, standing beside him, and picking at the top few files in one stack.

He shook his head no, letting out a frustrated breath.

“I can come back later. I don’t want to interrupt.”

A smile came over his face. “Give me twenty more minutes? This is really eating at me.”

I heard him blow out another frustrated breath and curse quietly as

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change into that and lie down while I waited for him to finish. Between the sprinting and Andrei the personal trainer today, I was tired. My body was

went to the bathroom. I checked my bruises in the mirror. They were still clearly visible, but they were starting to fade just a little. A few more days and they would be

wait for him to be done. I woke up sometime later. It was completely dark outside. The only light coming from his office. I got up to go check on him, not even

was.

office, he was hunched over his desk, pouring over a file. I hesitated, not knowing whether I should interrupt him when he looked like he might’ve found his answer. Or at least gotten closer. I leaned on the doorway, rubbing my eyes. When

to find you were already asleep, so I came back in here,” he said, leaning back in his chair and turning toward me again. He had changed into

have a lot of responsibility. I can’t be mad at that,” I said, walking toward him. He motioned for me to come

different,” he said. His hands immediately running over my legs and

like ‘she might be touched in the head‘

to avoid them. You? You try not to bother me, even

on my skin as I listened to his words and his hands continued to roam under my

groan low. His thumb swiped my bottom lip as he said, “you know what that does to