Victor’s POVThe glow of the suite felt almost hypnotic as Aria and I shared what remained of the red wine, the silence between us charged with a blend of anticipation and tension. We had already gotten closer to the secrets of this place than I’d expected, and yet, something told me we were only at
Aria’s POV“Isn’t it a little strange that they gave us a suite for free, too?” I asked, glancing down at the extravagant basket of treats. “Maybe Dr. Levine arranged it?”Victor’s brow furrowed as he considered the possibility. “Maybe. If his contact here is as connected as he suggested, they could
Aria’s POVVictor cleared his throat, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. “I mean, I can just sleep on the sofa. It’s comfortable enough, and I’ll have the whole ‘living room suite’ to myself,” he joked, flashing a grin, though his tone held an edge of uncertainty.I couldn’t tell if he was j
Aria’s POVMy husband Victor was chatting animatedly with his ‘Miss Idea’, Shane, again. Their faces were close as her drooping hair rested on my husband's shoulder.Miss Idea. That was how my husband called Shane, his best partner in business. Whenever he mentioned her, the pride and praise on his
Aria’s POVAs I walked out, I could still hear them fussing over Shane. The chatter and concerned murmurs filtered through the heavy doors while the waiters gave me strange looks. I felt extremely embarrassed and humiliated, so I hurried outside, desperate to escape their prying eyes.The rain pelte
Aria’s POVJust as I was about to speak, Victor straightened up and waved his hand to interrupt me. “Aria, I think you should apologize to Shane and to my mother,” he said firmly.What the hell for? So that’s it? When I thought he was starting to care about me, all he wanted was for me to apologize
Victor’s POVI can’t believe this woman’s being so irrational! What a way to throw a tantrum!The events of last night replayed in my head like a broken record. Aria's request for a divorce felt like a dagger through my heart. And yet, the more I thought about it, the more annoyed I got. I sat at m
Victor’s POVI wondered what my mother’s agenda was this time. With her, it was never just plain dinner. Something was always up. I opened the door and was greeted by the warm, familiar smell of home-cooked meals.“Victor, you're here!” Shane's voice rang out as she came into the hallway, her face