Aria’s POV“It’s a wrap!” Fiona yelled with a grin, enthusiastically clapping her hands as the rest of the photographers and other crew members joined in. Even the models, who had spent hours striking pose after pose, looked happy and relieved. I looked around, feeling a rush of exhilaration. The p
Aria’s POV“Jasmine!” I called out as soon as I got to the playground, my heart still pounding in my ears. “Come here.” Shane turned around, a fake smile plastered on her face. But it didn’t reach her eyes, which reflected a cold, unmistakable abhorrence for me. “Oh, hello, there, Aria,” she said c
Aria’s POVMy heart was still beating fast, sweat breaking out in my palms, as I pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant. I had not been planning on bringing Jasmine with me to dinner. But after Jessica’s message saying she'd be late, leaving her with the babysitter didn’t seem right.My hand
Victor’s POVI hung up, my mind racing, a cold anger simmering just beneath the surface. Without wasting a second, I pressed the intercom button on my desk. “Phil, get in here. Now.”My assistant Phil appeared in the doorway within moments, his usual calm disposition covering up any concern. “Yes, M
Aria’s POVI held my daughter’s hand tightly as we walked down the hallway leading to my apartment unit, the two bodyguards silently following us. I could feel the tension in my shoulders slowly easing, knowing these men were sent by Victor. Phil had confirmed it earlier, but seeing them in action t
Victor's gaze was steady, unwavering, and it sent a shiver down my spine. I knew he was serious, and it scared me. Not because I didn't believe him, but because I realized how much I had been underestimating the situation myself.I’ve known Shane all these years and never really liked her. She could
Aria’s POVFinally, the big event has come. Dressed in a simple but elegant dress, I couldn’t help smiling widely as I stepped into the grand hall. Immediately, my breath caught in my throat. The venue was a masterpiece of elegance, with high ceilings draped in soft, cascading fabrics and chandelier
Aria’s POVA low, familiar voice called my name from behind. I turned, my heart skipping a beat when I saw Victor. He stood there with a warm smile, his eyes deeply gazing into mine. “Aria,” he said, leaning in slightly. “Congratulations on the opening. I’m really proud of you… And, uh, I have some