The car pulled in front of the huge art gallery that was Aria's destination, as she stepped out immediately and made her way to the gate. When she was about to be thoroughly questioned at the gate the normal way they usually did to visitors, Aria used her affluence as Dalton's wife and even asked the people there to confirm it. They apologized for making her wait, and informed her that the head of the gallery was out of seat. Aria just told them that she wanted to take a look at some art, especially the ones from the last exhibition that she was unable to attend. As she made her way into the building, her mind remained so restless and she wondered what she was really going to do inside the gallery. There was nothing that she was most thankful for, than the fact that she would not have to see Eva whom she usually never spoke to. She was the most aloof of all of them, cold and impassive, which usually made Aria pissed anytime she saw her. Even if Dalton was always the sa
It was a hot chase for Collin the previous night that he witnessed a murder, and was startled by the loud voice that demanded to know who he was immediately. He knew that if he was caught, then it was straight death without plea. Immediately he heard the voice, his intestines and every part of him froze immediately. He stopped breathing and remained in a spot as he made sure not to make any sound. He was hiding behind a broken door that was in the temple with a trembling body, as the hand darted directly to where his face was glued to, through the other side of the room and pointed a gun. Through his eyes and right before him, the hand pressed on the gun and shot a bullet which flew out of the cold metal, and pierced through the window it aimed at. More than he had ever been scared to death in his entire life, Collin remained on the spot without moving or making a noise. He was scared out of his mind, but he couldn't afford to die. After a while, the person turned to the
"Why the fuck were the cameras in your company not working?! And on the day that Aria visited?!" Dalton spat angrily at his elder sister, who was forced to visit the mansion with every ruckus that had been happening, ever since Aria's whereabouts was unknown. After an entire day of checking bus points to another and Aria's random manner of boarding cabs, they were able to trace the fact that her last stop was at the ML gallery. It was evening already, but Dalton and Alex rushed to the gallery themselves to confirm. The billionaire didn't understand why Aria would go there because she was not exactly friends with Eva, but just kept good hope as Alex drove as fast as he could to the gallery. The first turnoff was the already locked gate that Dalton shook so violently, to see if it would open. That, insinuated that there was no way anyone would be inside the place. "Shit! She left here already. How on earth do we know where she is now?!" Dalton kicked at the gate angrily, and
Collin's eye remained so fixated on the lady that laid lifelessly on the bed for minutes, as he continuously wondered in his mind what could have caused her to go to the gallery. He didn't need to be told that meeting her being exposed to a harmful gas was an attempt to murder her, in the most gentle and brutal way that would slowly bore a hole into her lungs and kidney if she was left there overnight. The doctor had explained that fact to him, and was really thankful that she was able to escape that fast. However, when the doctor did some further tests for her he noticed some things that were not normal in her health. He advised Collin to bring her to the standard hospital where they could test her further, but transporting her without getting caught was the major problem. Instead, he just did some years of experience test for her, and he figured out that she was having an Illness that only she could say for herself. More than ever, it scared Collin so much in his heart
'Where are you? Where exactly are you? Are you okay? Have you given up already? Please come back home.''Why aren't you checking your text? Email when you see this? Are you intentionally ignoring? Are you still alive?''Can you just call someone and tell them that you are fine? At least give a hint. Don't you care about anything anymore? The fight isn't over yet. Can you reply?' 'Dalton would hang everyone dry if you don't come back.' Aria's email address had been flooded with emails from the same person immediately she turned on her phone, and there was quite a number from Amelia too who continually asked about her whereabouts. It was her private email that even Dalton would have no idea about. Thinking about him, she missed him. But facing the realization that was on ground, had spoken the vivid truth without even having to dig further into it. The person who had been sending her emails and information, who had dared to go against the family by washing out their dirty lin
"Do you want to stay here? I think my family pressure might be too much for you to handle," Dalton turned to Aria and spoke to her in low words, trying to consider her in the best way that he could. He wanted to ask her so many things too about what really happened at the picnic. The curiosity of what happened was eating him up, and he hated to admit that he was listening to Alex's advice. 'It was really weird that he was becoming calmer and nicer than he usually was.'"No. It is okay. I have a lot to still do anyways," she chuckled dryly, and turned to the front of the car mirror to check out something insignificant. She needed a distraction. "Alex is on the move and we are going to get to the bottom of all these incidents. I will not allow anything to happen to you, Ari," Dalton said to her, with a hundred percent assurance in his eyes. 'Just how did both of them become like that? Their final goodbye would be more painful than the grand plan ass-kicking parade she plann
"Why do you look startled?" Dalton asked Aria immediately he entered the room and closed the door, as she dropped the call and put the phone on the table beside her. "Nothing... it's nothing," Aria chuckled dryly and turned her face immediately from Dalton's sight, but he moved closer to her and held her cheeks with his palms. "Why do you look so pale? Who was that?" He asked with concern for her in his eyes, trying to steady her face which kept looking towards the floor instead of looking at him. "I'm fine. Just under the weather and maybe PTSD. So many doors have been shut behind me lately, and it is giving me some kind of creep and fear," she said whatever came to mind, and he kissed her forehead gently to console her. She was really stressed. Her mind was distressed, and it was really difficult to focus her mind. Her body was numb and weak by the news she received, and it was kind of hard to digest because her head had been in the wrong direction all along. She needed a distr
Miller's mansionEmma's room"What...do..you mean? Who is that? What are you even saying?" Emma asked Aria with a puzzled look on her face, and the billionaire's wife was glaring really hard at her. She had so many things to say and ask, but she was being calm to watch what would happen. "You know very well what I am saying. You are MAS and you know what I am trying to say. The clothes, lingeries, facial masks, are all hidden in your dressing room," Aria persisted with a scornful look on her face, as she posed the violent aura like she was going to beat Emma if she denied any further. "And I cannot own anything I wish because I might be sharing the same fun clothing with a dancer?" "Oh girl. Don't try to play dumb with me. It sounds really stupid for you to say that you do not know who MAS is. I mean how wouldn't you know the good masked bitch, who had been calling out your family on social media for their wrong doings. How do you think Dalton would feel if he knows that you are the