Lina's POV
By the time we got home, I was completely disheveled.
My clothes. My hair. My heart.
This man had thoroughly wrecked all of it.
I leaned against his chest, still trying to catch my breath.
"I can't believe Mrs. Morrison's 'ungrateful grandson' is actually you."
Now that I thought about it, so many details she'd mentioned matched Adrian perfectly.
Adrian's fingers traced lazy circles along my jaw. "Of course she does. She used her maiden name, not Storm. How would you have known? And my grandmother adores you. She's already convinced you're her granddaughter-in-law."
"Does she know we're actually married?"
"If she knew, you wouldn't be able to handle the consequences."
I tilted my head up to look at him properly. "What consequences?"
"She'd thro
