Aria’s POVArriving at the sleek, glass-paneled building of Elixir, I took a deep breath and reminded myself to smile. Today was the first day of the next screening process, and though I'd already passed the initial interview, I knew this was where the real challenge began. As I walked through the
Aria’s POVI sat nervously in Tina's office, waiting for her to speak. She had been observing me closely over the past few days, evaluating my every move. But somehow, getting called in here felt different. I was greatly rattled. “Aria,” Tina began, her voice measured yet encouraging. “I've made my
Aria’s POV“Aria!” Samuel exclaimed with genuine enthusiasm. “Sorry I came unannounced.”“Oh, don’t worry about it,” I responded, grinning back. “Come in, come in.”He stepped inside, his tall frame filling the narrow entryway. “I’ve been so busy with a new company these past few days,” he began, “I
Aria’s POV“Why are you so good to me?” These were the exact words I asked Samuel while we were eating dinner last night. I walked into the office, the events of last night still swirling in my mind. Samuel's response to my question replayed over and over: “Because we're friends, and I treasure our
Aria’s POVBuried under a mountain of textbooks and notes, I was completely engrossed in my studies. Even on weekends, I dedicated countless hours to learning professional knowledge and reviewing what I had studied before. My schedule was packed, but it was a fulfilling kind of busy.My phone buzzed
Victor’s POVThe office was finally silent, the hum of the computers and the clatter of keyboards fading into the late evening. I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my temples. It had been an intense few weeks, pushing the company through the final stages of the project. Every moment had been a blur o
Aria’s POVThe soft rustle of silk against my skin, as I stepped into the grand ballroom of the Plaza Hotel, sent a thrill through me. The floor-to-ceiling windows bathed the room in a warm, golden radiance, casting a shimmering reflection of the chandeliers above. Tonight, I felt like I belonged he
Aria’s POVI was on the terrace of the grand ballroom, soaking in the city lights of Amsterdam, but the moment shattered as soon as I saw Shane. For a split second, surprise flashed in her eyes, mirroring my own shock, but she quickly masked it with a veneer of fake kindness.“Aria? Is that really y
Aria’s POVThe ride home was quiet, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Victor’s hand rested on the gearshift, his fingers brushing mine occasionally. Each accidental touch sent a warm ripple through me, leaving me feeling both nervous and giddy. My heart was still dancing from the events of the night befo
The next morning, The sunlight streaming through the curtains was the first thing I noticed as I stirred awake. As I blinked against the light, memories of the previous night surged back like a wave, crashing over me with startling clarity. My breath hitched, and I sat up quickly, clutching the blan
Aria’s POV"Victor," I murmured breathlessly, barely recognizing my own voice. "Aria," he whispered back, his tone filled with a hunger that matched my own. His lips found mine again, urgent and unrelenting.We stumbled together through the hallway, his hands sliding beneath my blouse, fingertips s
Aria’s POVI jumped from the table, my heart still pounding in my chest, and headed toward the studio door. “Stay here,” I said softly, though my voice wavered with some nervousness and the remaining heat. The air between us still sizzled, making it almost impossible to think clearly.Carefully, I o
When we finally pulled apart, both of us were breathless. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips slightly swollen, and her eyes—God, those eyes—shone with an emotion I didn’t dare put a name to just yet.I rested my forehead against hers, trying to catch my breath as I spoke. “Aria… you’re everything to
Victor’s POVThe entire evening had been a cascade of emotions—love, happiness, nostalgia—and now, standing here, my heart felt like it might burst. I looked at Aria, her expression a mix of hope and nerves as she waited for my reaction. The painting, the bottles, the thought behind it all—it was ov
Aria’s POV“Still thinking of work at this hour?” he teased, his tone light and playful. “Should I be worried you’re pulling me into a midnight brainstorming session?”I glanced back at him, rolling my eyes with a laugh. “Trust me, it’s not that. Just wait. You’ll see.”We reached the entrance of my
Aria’s POVThe party was everything I didn’t know I needed. Laughter rang out like music, echoing through the beautifully decorated terrace. Friends and family filled the space, their joy infectious as they mingled, shared stories, and celebrated together. Even Jessica, who normally claimed she hate
Aria’s POVMy heart pounded as I reached for the door handle. With a shaky breath, I turned it, bracing myself for whatever lay on the other side.The cool night air greeted me as the door creaked open, and I stepped cautiously onto the terrace. My flashlight’s beam darted around the space, but ever