ARIA’S POVJust when I thought our day at Brooklyn Beats had come to an end, Adam has one more surprise up his sleeve. As we walk hand in hand through the park, he suddenly stops and turns to me, a playful smile on his lips.“You forgot about dinner?”Oh, yeah. How can I forget about dinner? We only had light snacks, but I wasn’t expecting Adam to arrange for dinner.I nod eagerly, thinking of how perfect this day has been. But what he proposes next leaves me speechless; "Rooftop Eats."I’ve seen of this place when he had asked me to choose the place for today— a rooftop dining area where the city’s skyline becomes the backdrop to every meal. With diverse food options ranging from classic New York-style pizza to gourmet hot dogs, it’s the kind of place that feels both familiar and special. As we make our way to the rooftop, I feel a growing sense of anticipation. The sun is setting, casting a warm, golden light over everything, and the view of the river and the city beyond is breathta
ARIA’S POVAs we drive back home, the air between us is electric, thick with unspoken desire. The tension has been building all night, and now it feels as though it’s about to explode. Every time our gazes meet, it’s like a spark igniting a flame inside me. I can feel the anticipation building, the way his hand occasionally brushes against mine, sending shivers down my spine.My mind is racing with thoughts of what’s to come, and I can barely keep my composure. The city lights blur as we speed through the streets, but all I can focus on is Adam and the way his presence consumes me.Then, suddenly, he pulls the car over to the side of the road. My heart leaps into my throat as he turns to me, his eyes blazing with an intensity I’ve never seen before. He reaches out, cupping my face in his hands, and before I can even process what’s happening, his lips crash against mine.The kiss is everything I’ve been longing for and more. It’s not just a kiss; it’s a release, a culmination of all th
ARIA’S POVAs the first light of dawn begins to filter through the curtains, I find myself nestled against Adam’s chest, our bodies still entwined from the night before. The warmth of his skin against mine, the steady rise and fall of his breath, and the comforting weight of his arm draped over me create a cocoon of contentment that I never want to leave.I can feel the lingering traces of our passion, the way our bodies fit together so perfectly, and a soft smile tugs at my lips as the memory of the night washes over me.The room is quiet, save for the gentle hum of the world waking up outside. I listen to the rhythm of Adam’s heartbeat, each beat echoing the love and tenderness that we shared in the depths of the night. The intensity of our connection, the way we bared our souls to each other, has left me feeling vulnerable yet completely secure. I feel different—more complete, more in tune with him, with us. The walls that once existed between us have crumbled, leaving behind only
ARIA’S POVAfter breakfast, we head to our room. As the morning sun bathes the room in golden light, Adam and I linger in bed after breakfast, savoring the warmth of each other’s presence. The comfortable silence between us speaks volumes, our connection deepening with every shared glance and touch. Wrapped in his arms, I feel completely at ease, the gentle rhythm of his breathing lulling me into a state of peaceful contentment.But as the minutes pass, I sense the atmosphere shifting. Adam’s touches become more deliberate, his fingers tracing soft patterns on my skin, sending shivers of anticipation down my spine. His gaze is warm and intense, filled with a desire that mirrors the longing building inside me.He leans in, his lips brushing against my forehead in a tender kiss before moving lower, his mouth grazing my cheeks, my jawline, and finally, the sensitive spot just below my ear. My breath hitches, my body reacting to the heat of his touch, the softness of his lips against my s
ADAM’S POVIt's been incredibly challenging to control my desires for Aria. Before the accident, my thoughts of her had been consuming, manifesting in dreams that left me longing for something more. She had been on my mind day and night, and I couldn’t wait to be close to her, to hold her, to feel her against me.However, after the accident, everything changed. Seeing her so vulnerable, so fragile, had made me hesitate. I’ve kept my distance, trying to be mindful of her state, yet I can’t deny the way she stirs something deep inside me—something primal and undeniable. The woman I love is here with me, and I can’t bear the thought of losing her again.But her questions, her doubts—they’ve weighed heavily on me. She thinks I’m not into her, that I don’t want her the way she wants me. It tears at me because I know the truth is so much more complicated. First, she’s been through a traumatic experience, and she needs my support more than ever. And right now, in her mind, we’re married and
ARIA’S POVAdam has been doing an incredible job balancing work and married life. Every moment he dedicates to me feels special, and I cherish the time we spend together. We’re always going on dates, exploring new places, and just enjoying each other’s company.This is the married life I’ve always dreamed of—marital bliss, a connection that feels unbreakable. Neither of us holds back, and our sex life is nothing short of amazing. There’s an intensity between us that I never knew was possible, and I find myself falling deeper in love with Adam every day. I wish this feeling could last forever.However, one day, our perfect world gets disrupted by unexpected visitors. The maid informs me that the Mitchell family is here to see me. The name sounds vaguely familiar, but I can’t quite place it. Puzzled, I ask her to let them in, curious to see who they are. When they step into the room, I’m greeted by an elderly gentleman and a lady. Their faces are lined with worry, and there’s a heavines
ADAM’S POVSeeing the Mitchells questioning Aria like that, I had to step in. I couldn’t let them push her into remembering anything that could potentially harm her recovery. The doctor’s warnings echoed in my mind—any sudden shock could have catastrophic consequences.The Mitchells, understandably desperate for answers about their son, were becoming more insistent, their tone growing more desperate with each passing second. But I had to protect Aria, to ensure she remained safe, even if it meant sending them away empty-handed.Their faces twisted with frustration as they realized they wouldn’t get the information they were seeking from us. I could feel the tension in the room spike as they turned from pleading to accusatory, their disappointment evident.Despite their persistence, I held firm, gently but firmly escorting them out of our house. As the door closed behind them, the weight of the situation settled heavily on my shoulders. I knew they were hurting, and I knew how desperat
ARIA’S POVGrandpa arrives, his face lighting up the moment he sees me. His warm embrace brings a sense of comfort I haven’t felt in a while. Then he says, his voice filled with genuine regret.“I’m so sorry I couldn’t come back sooner. But I’m so happy you’re alright, my dear.”I smile, reassured by his presence.“I’m just glad you’re here now, Grandpa. That’s all that matters.”As we sit together, memories flood back of the good times I’ve spent with Grandpa ever since I joined the Miller Corporation. He’s always been more than just Adam’s grandfather to me; he’s been like a Godfather, a mentor who guided me through the maze of corporate life. When I first started, Eva and Elodie treated me like an outsider, often bullying me with their arrogance. To them, I was just a lowly secretary, not worthy of their time or respect.But Grandpa was different. He saw something in me from the beginning and made sure I knew I was valued. And then there was Regis, another kind soul who, like Grand