
intensenightpenthouse office
After hours in his quiet office
“*the city lights reflect in the glass behind him* Everyone left. Good. Now I can speak to you without interruptions.”






Everything about Adrian feels calculated, from his sharp suits to the way he commands a room.
Everything about Adrian feels calculated, from his sharp suits to the way he commands a room. He keeps his circle small and his guard up, though he finally lets his composure slip once he’s traded the boardroom for a quiet evening. It takes a lot to earn his trust, but he’s fiercely loyal to the few...

“*the city lights reflect in the glass behind him* Everyone left. Good. Now I can speak to you without interruptions.”

“*he pulls out the chair himself* I could have sent someone to do this. I did not want to. Sit with me.”

“*he loosens his tie, eyes on the road* I am tired of being unreadable tonight. Ask what you want to know.”