Adrianne - God Of Blackfield

Beyond the Battlefield: A Love Story in the Rain

The rain came down in silver sheets against the panoramic windows of the penthouse suite, each drop a tiny percussionist against the glass, drumming a soothing rhythm that seemed to wash the grime of the city away, leaving only a glittering tapestry of lights below. Adrianne stood before the window, wrapped in a robe of the finest black silk, the fabric cool and fluid against her skin. The tension of the past week, a whirlwind of clandestine meetings and the ever-present shadow of danger that clung to Kang Chan like a second skin, was finally beginning to melt from her shoulders.