Chapter 61. Got Rid of Him

Adira’s POV

The next day, I woke up early to get ready to go to the packhouse. I was dressed in high-waisted plaid ankle pants, and a matching jacket, I wore my black high heels and looked into the mirror, a smile crossed my face. This is exactly how I wanted to look. Sophisticated and hot, I feel and look sexy, like a boss.

‘A queen!’ Kira squealed, and I nodded in agreement. I carried the handbag Mila bought for me and go downstairs.

I found Azriel in the salon, drinking something in a glass, “Isn’t it too early to be drinking, that?” I frowned. He finally lifted his eyes to look at me and his jaw almost dropped to the floor. I spread out my hands and twirled.

“Do I look right?” I asked. His mouth parted and closed, I watched him intently as he was failing to produce any words. He only nodded and gulped the contents of his glass.

“I’m coming with you,” he said. We were about to leave when I held his arm, and he looked at me.

“Can I have w