Chapter 77

ADRIAN'S POV

As I lay there in the dim light of the bedroom, the sweat still clinging to my skin, I knew that I just couldn't leave the room without asking her. The weight of the information she held was too important and I needed to know.

So, I turned to her and asked her the question that had been nagging at me for a while now.

"Geneva, who's the spy?" I said, my voice low and intense.

She turned to me, her eyes flickering with a mix of emotions that I couldn't quite read. I waited for her response, but it seemed like an eternity before she spoke.

"I'm not ready to say anything yet, Adrian," she said softly.

My heart sank, and a wave of anger washed over me. How could she be so stubborn? What else does she need?

I wanted to yell at her and force the information out of her because she was beginning to get on my nerves but I controlled myself.

"Geneva, please," I said, my voice pleading. "I need to know. You promised me that you would tell me after I f**k you and now I have so please