Aria’s POVI froze when I felt his hand slip behind my back, gently rubbing in small, circular motions. It was innocent enough, but the way his touch spread warmth through my body—warming parts of me that I had tried to bury for so long—was anything but. My breath hitched as I felt his knee brush ag
Victor’s POVI wanted to kiss her. I could feel it—the urge was so strong it almost hurt. The way she looked at me, the ease in her voice, the way she was open and vulnerable... it all drew me in. But I hesitated, afraid that one wrong move could shatter whatever connection we were rebuilding.Inste
Aria’s POVI tried to push away the feelings swirling inside me, but it was impossible. The kiss had opened a floodgate of desires and confusions I wasn't ready to face.Finally, I whispered, “I’ll go ahead, Victor. Good night.”I tried to move forward, but as I did, my toe slammed into something ha
Aria’s POVVictor’s fingers were still gently caressing my ankle, and the pain had definitely subsided. “You know,” I said, “I think the pain is much better now. I might be able to hop my way back to the bedroom.”Victor’s expression turned serious, and he shook his head adamantly. “No way. You migh
Victor’s POVSitting across from Mr. Everhart, I felt more nervous than I should have. It was ridiculous, really—I was a grown man, and yet here I was, hands fidgeting, wondering what the hell he was thinking. I glanced at the clock. Almost 2 am. The man had just caught Aria and me standing closely
Victor’s POVI froze, my heart hammering in my chest. I felt like the walls of the room were closing in on me, the guilt and shame pressing down, making it hard to breathe. He was asking me to explain the one thing I didn’t even have a good answer for myself.I swallowed hard, forcing myself to loo
Aria’s POVI woke up with a start, sunlight already streaming through the curtains. I blinked groggily, realizing how late it was. I must have overslept. Throwing the covers off, I quickly got dressed, my heart racing as the events of last night came rushing back.What had Victor and Dad talked abou
Aria’s POVIt was the last night of the photography exhibition, and the celebratory party buzzed with life. Laughter rippled through the crowd, punctuated by the occasional pop of a champagne cork, as people shared stories about their favorite moments from the past month. I should have felt proud a