Stella woke up the next morning with an empty space beside her. She groggily opened her eyes, giving them time to adjust to the light that was seeping through the net curtains which were drawn together, diminishing it's intensity.

Stretching her hands in the air, she tried to stifle a yawn which still made its way through her lips. Her eyes moved to the spot beside her, only to find that he wasn't next to her. She pouted as her eyebrows furrowed in a deep frown.

She dragged her body unwillingly to the bathroom, but Adam wasn't there as well.

"May be he went downstairs." She muttered under her breath, scratching the back of her head.

After her morning shower, she headed to the dining room with a jump in her step, but didn't find him here. The maid brought her breakfast and placed it down on the table.

She murmured thanks to her and started poking the Eggs Benedict with her fork with no intention of eating it. She found it difficult to enjoy her breakfast without him these days.

"This is for you." The old butler interrupted her thoughts as he passed her a paper which was folded in half.

"Thank you." She murmured her thanks to the old butler, taking the piece of paper from his hand. Opening it, she found something scribbled on it in bold and powerful strokes.

With once glance, she recognized the writing to be Adam's. She had become all too familiar with it.

'Don't go around poking your breakfast with your fork, eat it. I had to take care of something. I will be back before you know it.

EAT IT!

Love,

Adam'

Stella's heart melted just like a marshmallow which was put in the oven. She placed the note next to her plate and started digging into her food finally.

The old butler quietly poured her a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice and left her alone to enjoy her meal.

Stella happily ate her food and finished it soon. Her eyes kept darting towards the note, especially on the last two lines of it.

'Love,

Adam'

She giggled as she made her way back to his room, her lips curled up in a smile.

After picking up a few things from the bedroom, she made her way to the study. Since she didn't have anything else to do, she decided to catch up on her work. She had become too lazy, all thanks to a certain someone.

While Stella was busy going through some documents, someone was having a really bad day.

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An enraged Adam, walked into the mansion with his face held up high and his eyes burning with bloodlust.

Without waiting for anyone to welcome him, he direct made his way upstairs, heading to a certain someone's room which he was all too familiar with. He had spent half of his childhood here and knew the place like the back of his hand.

Standing before a light brown wooden door with intricate carvings on it, he knocked at the door a couple of times in a rough manner. He couldn't care any less about disturbing the person's sleep.

He kept knocking at the door which finally was opened from inside.

A disheveled Rachel stood there with anger evident on her face. "Do you want to die so early in the morning?" She spoke up hastily, but regretted it as soon as the words had left her mouth when she realized who it was.

"I am not sure about me but you surely want to die." Adam replied, gritting his teeth in angst.

"Did you think I wouldn't come to know about the little stunt you tried to pull off last night with my girl." He continued.

"I didn't know that Stella was such a tattletale." Rachel replied, her lips turning up into a scowl. She didn't even bother denying her wrongdoings because she knew for a fact that it was useless to do it.

"If you weren't Uncle Liam's daughter, you would have been six feet under the ground by now." Adam's lips curled up in a devilish smirk, one which could make anyone tremble in fear.

Rachel's face became ghastly pale as his words settled down in her mind. This was the Adam Levinson that everyone in the business circle of Germany knew of. She was all too familiar with this side of his. She, in fact, grew up with him. Even though they grew apart in highschool, but she continued to keep an eye on him.

Before waiting for her to reply, Adam continued. "This is my last warning for you. Stay away from Stella. I don't even want to see you anywhere near her."

"Get that through your thick skull." He added, punching the wall next to the door, making her jump at the sudden action. He narrowed his eyes at her one last time before heading back down to his car.

Rachel's eyes trailed to the wall next to the wooden door. Looking at the slight dent in it, she gulped down her saliva.