Adrien was ready to set fire to the entire East Wing of the White House.
Between Hanalei's dramatic, midnight lockdown romance saga, his father's endless security meetings, and the suffocating tension hanging over the entire family, he was completely suffocated. But what truly disgusted him—what made him want to rip his own hair out—was the subtle, side-eyeing commentary he'd been getting lately.
His friends had recently started dropping hints that he might be gay. His father, Kieran, had even given him that look during breakfast last week—the silent, questioning look that asked why a twenty-two-year-old billionaire's son with supermodel looks didn't have a single woman, relationship, or baby mama scandal to his name.
