Victor’s POV“Are you trying to paint or create a new abstract art movement?” Aria teased, her voice laced with amusement as she leaned closer to inspect the chaotic swirls of color on my bottle.I grinned, holding up the bottle for her to see. “It’s called interpretive design. You’re just jealous y
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
Aria’s POVI’ve had enough. Five years… Five years of enduring such humiliation and belittling by Victor and his family, of being treated like a nobody. And even after five years, he still believed that I was the one who’d taken those stupid naked photos of us to blackmail him into marrying me! God
Aria’s POVShane was still chattering away, showing me off. Her voice grated on my nerves. "You see, Aria, I've been working with Victor's company for years while managing my own. I know everyone and everything here," she said condescendingly. "Victor's lucky to have me as a good friend and business
Victor’s POV“Are you trying to paint or create a new abstract art movement?” Aria teased, her voice laced with amusement as she leaned closer to inspect the chaotic swirls of color on my bottle.I grinned, holding up the bottle for her to see. “It’s called interpretive design. You’re just jealous y
Aria’s POVThe moment I stepped out of the elevator and saw Victor, I couldn’t help the smile that lit up my face. He was standing there, his usual commanding presence somehow softened just by the sight of him. Without thinking, I stepped forward and wrapped him in a quick hug.“Hey,” I greeted chee
Victor’s POVI glanced at the clock on my desk for the third time in the past five minutes. Aria was supposed to be here by now. She’d mentioned dropping by after her meeting, and I couldn’t help but look forward to seeing her. The sound of a knock broke through my thoughts. “Come in,” I called, ha
Victor’s POVThe day Aria and Jasmine officially moved in felt surreal. The house, once filled with silence, now echoed with laughter and the sound of boxes being shuffled from room to room. I couldn’t stop smiling as I watched Jasmine dart between her room and the living room, carrying stuffed anim
Aria’s POVAs I was nearing the school playground, I could hear my daughter’s bright laughter rise above the children’s chatter, drawing my eyes to her instantly. She was crouched by the jungle gym, engrossed in an animated conversation with someone towering beside her.At first, I felt a twinge of
Victor’s POVI sat at my desk, staring blankly at the open folder in front of me. Numbers, charts, and projections blurred together, failing to hold my attention for more than a second. My mind was elsewhere—with her.Leaning back in my chair, I ran a hand through my hair and laughed softly at mysel
Aria’s POV“Maybe I should sleep here with you, Jasmine,” I suggested lightly, glancing at her as she emerged from the bathroom, twirling in her new pajamas.Jasmine froze mid-twirl, her jaw dropping in exaggerated disbelief. “Mom,” she said, placing her hands on her hips, “you and Dad have to share
Aria’s POVDinner had been nothing short of exquisite, with every dish crafted to perfection by Victor’s chef. “This is the best food I’ve ever eaten in my entire life!” Jasmine exclaimed. “Thanks, Daddy. For this, and for helping with the science project.”Then she turned to hug me. “You’re the be
Victor’s POV“Daddy, look!” Jasmine exclaimed, holding up a rough sketch of her project. “The scent adventure machine is going to have buttons for each smell! Like this one is for the beach, and this one’s for the forest.”I crouched beside her, nodding appreciatively. “That’s brilliant, Jasmine. Yo