ADAM’S POVEver since Aria stepped inside the office, my heart has not stopped fluttering. I have been anticipating for what feels like eternity.When my assistant informed me that we secured the project and would be collaborating with Jackson Company, I was overjoyed.I assumed Aria would have been aware, but her surprise upon seeing me in Clark's office revealed otherwise. Her questioning of Clark about my presence made it clear—she had believed Jackson Paragon would be the sole participant in this project.Since the moment our eyes met and our hands briefly connected in a handshake, I've found it impossible to look away from her. She's stunning, and all I can think about is how much I wish I could have her back in my life.One thing that truly lifts my spirits today is the fact that Aria came here alone. The mere thought of her potentially being accompanied by her new partner fills me with a mix of apprehension and discomfort.Clark elaborates on the significance of securing the co
LEVI’S POVToday, I learned that Aria has gone to Wellington Enterprises for a contract. The office has been eerily silent ever since I threatened to fire any staff member unwilling to work on this project. Both Suzanne and I have noticed a significant drop in the support and respect we used to command in the office.Aria's arrival has drastically altered the atmosphere. Neal's mistress is relentlessly pushing her way into Jackson Paragon, and it feels like we're all on the brink of losing our jobs. The tension is palpable, and the uncertainty about the future has everyone on edge.Initially, when Aria mentioned Wellington, I assumed she was bluffing. Confident in my belief, I instigated the team to opt out of joining her project. I wanted to wait for Neal's return, hoping he would take charge and exclude her from the project.However, I was taken aback when Neal entrusted her with the authority to manage office tasks in his absence. It was always me who took charge whenever Neal was
ARIA’S POVAdam shouldn’t think for a moment that I’m eager to work with him or that his “congratulations” have any impact on me. The truth is, I’m infuriated that he gets to be part of the same project.It's infuriating, especially since he has always been aware of how much I’ve longed to work with Wellington Enterprises. The fact that he now gets to share in this opportunity feels like a cruel twist of fate, and it’s hard to mask my frustration. He knows exactly how much this means to me, and yet here we are, forced to collaborate.Never mind. I take a deep breath and turn my thoughts to my evening attire. With my wardrobe now filled with sumptuous cocktail dresses, there's no need for any last-minute shopping trips. Stella has been designing exquisite clothes for me for various occasions, ensuring that I always have the perfect outfit ready. The thought of wearing one of her creations tonight helps me refocus and calm down.I come across a tailored sheath dress in a deep emerald gr
ARIA’S POVThe situation quickly turns into a source of embarrassment. At a business party of all places, Adam chooses to pull such a stunt? Gasps echo throughout the hall as the unexpected display of intimacy unfolds, leaving everyone in attendance stunned and uneasy. The air thickens with palpable tension, and I can feel the weight of judgemental eyes upon us.In a whirlwind of emotions, I abruptly break away from the kiss and storm off the dance floor, seething with fury. My anger intensifies as I spot Eva and Sophia among the onlookers, their presence adding to my humiliation.It's a great reminder of Adam's penchant for including them in every aspect of his life, even at professional events. The sight of them only fuels my frustration further, serving as a bitter reminder of Adam's actions and the tangled web of emotions surrounding us.Eva comes at me angrily like I have committed a very grave mistake.“You bloody bitch! How dare you seduce my brother?”As expected, Eva wastes n
ARIA’S POVDays after the business party, I haven’t heard anything from Adam or Clark. While their silence is a relief in some ways, it’s also inconvenient given that the project is about to start, and there's still so much to discuss and coordinate. I have no intention of wasting any more time.After Sophia being rushed to the hospital, I actually don’t care about Adam and Sophia, but I hope nothing is wrong with the baby. An innocent life shouldn’t be harmed because of the parents' issues.Anyway, back to work, the last time when I told my father about Levi and that everyone thinking that I have an illicit relationship with Neal and that they were talking rubbish every time, he had advised me to let them be.I'm actually here not just for the company, but on a mission to uncover why we lost some lucrative business deals and why the profits budgeted for the year don't align with the forecast. There’s more at stake than just the current project, and I need to get to the bottom of thes
ARIA’S POVI need to catch Suzanne red-handed. She's been slacking off and yet has the audacity to aspire to become a general manager. Just because she's been with the company for a long time doesn't automatically qualify her for a promotion. I'll make sure her lack of dedication doesn't go unnoticed.It's evident that she overheard everything that day and jumped to conclusions. It seems like she's taken what she heard and spun it into her own twisted narrative. Everywhere she goes, it's like she's on a mission to tarnish my reputation.It's clear her envy is consuming her, leading her to weave tales of deceit without a second thought.As I approach the executive club, I catch wind of Suzanne talking about me.“I was supposed to get that position and here comes the CEO’s mistress snatching it from me.”Her voice dripping with bitterness, she looks utterly pathetic, consumed by jealousy and resentment.The other ladies at the club are showering Suzanne with sympathy, believing that she
ARIA’S POVThe unmistakable moans of Suzanne echo through the room, causing everyone to turn their heads in shock. The air thickens with surprise and confusion as the unexpected sounds command the attention of the entire crowd.The LED screen displays an explicit sex scene between Suzanne and Uncle Sam, leaving everyone in the room utterly shocked. Gasps and whispers fill the air as the scandalous footage unfolds, revealing Suzanne's true nature and stunning the audience.The look of sheer horror on Suzanne’s face is a sight I’ve been longing to see. After enduring her contempt, smirks, and constant negativity for so many days, this moment feels like a twisted form of justice.Her confident façade crumbles instantly, replaced by panic and disbelief as she realizes the extent of her exposure. The satisfaction I feel watching her unravel is intense, a distinct contrast to the disdain she has shown me all this time.In a swift and unexpected move, a woman emerges from the crowd, her eyes
ARIA’S POVThe realization dawns on everyone present that Regis Miller, a figure of considerable influence and power, may hold the key to diffusing the escalating chaos. The sight of individuals urgently seeking his assistance unfolds as a spectacle of desperation, highlighting the gravity of the situation and the significance of his intervention.But what they do not know is that Regis is my mentor. He turns to me and what he says next surprises everyone.“Aria, why didn’t you take my help instead of trying to deal with them on your own?”A hushed whisper catches my attention, originating from a corner of the room where two women engage in covert conversation. It strikes them as odd, for Regis Miller is not known for engaging in discourse with women, especially not in such a manner.The anomaly of the situation piques my curiosity, hinting at a deeper layer of intrigue surrounding Regis's involvement.“Regis Miller in a soft tone with a woman? And that also this woman? He even know h
ARIA’S POVLydia’s tears dry up as she slowly turns away, ready to leave the hospital room. Her steps are hesitant, burdened by the weight of everything she’s confessed, and by the knowledge that she might be walking out of Ethan’s life forever. There’s a palpable sense of finality in the way she carries herself, like someone resigned to their fate.But just as her hand reaches the door, Ethan calls out her name.“Lydia.”Everyone freezes for a moment. Lydia stops in her tracks, her back still turned, and I can see the subtle rise and fall of her shoulders as she takes in what just happened. The room is tense, filled with emotions that swirl and collide like waves in a storm, but the sound of Ethan’s voice cuts through it all.“Who told you to leave?”He tells Lydia that he wants to give their relationship another chance.The words hang in the air, a shockwave that ripples through the room. I glance at Ethan’s parents, who stiffen at the unexpected declaration, but they remain silent,
ARIA’S POVAs soon as Ethan gazes at Lydia, her face crumples, tears welling up in her eyes, most likely because she knows she is about to lose him. The weight of everything she has done, both in the past and more recently, seems to crash down on her. Her vulnerability is unmistakable, and it’s clear that she fears this might be the end of whatever she and Ethan had built together in this strange in-between space where his memory had been absent.Ethan’s expression hardens as he processes the reality of the situation. He’s upset, and it's easy to see why. For weeks, months even, his parents had believed him to be lost, possibly dead, while Lydia kept him hidden from the people who loved him most. His emotions are a swirl of confusion, betrayal, and anger as he turns to Lydia, waiting for an explanation. The air between them grows thick with unspoken accusations, the kind that don’t need words to make their impact.Lydia’s sobs grow more frantic as she tries to defend herself, her voic
ARIA’S POV“I’m not here to take Ethan from you… We’re just best friends. Nothing more.”“What?”“It was just a charade at your engagement.”All of a sudden, the nurse informs us that Ethan has woken up. My heart races as I see the reaction from everyone around me. Without wasting a second, we all rush into his room. Ethan’s eyes are open, and the first thing he does is call out to his parents.There’s a moment of palpable relief as his mother and father rush to his side, elation lighting up their faces. They hold him close, their hands trembling with emotion, and for the first time in a long while, they seem to have a piece of peace back in their lives.But what stands out most is that Ethan doesn’t even look at Lydia. Not once. Her presence, once central to his confusion, seems to fade into the background. She stands near the door, frozen, her eyes glassy with unshed tears as she watches the reunion. I don’t know whether it’s fear, regret, or sadness that’s written on her face, but
ARIA’S POV“I’m not letting you take Ethan from me.”Lydia sits next to me, vulnerable in a way I’ve never seen before. She begins speaking softly, revealing her regrets and the reasons behind her actions. She admits that her past choices were driven by greed and a hunger for wealth, and that those choices led her to hurt Ethan and her ex-fiancé. She speaks of how, after fleeing to Arizona to escape the wreckage of her old life, she found Ethan on the shore, lost and helpless. In that moment, she says, she saw not the man she had wronged but someone she could help. Someone who needed her.It’s difficult to fully believe her, but something about her story rings true. The way she talks about Ethan and her past mistakes feels raw and genuine, not the calculated coldness I once associated with her. She explains that when Ethan didn’t remember anything—not his name, not his family, not even his old life—he still remembered her.“We’re meant to be together. Else, he wouldn’t have landed her
ARIA’S POVWe’re all seated in the waiting area of the hospital, the sterile smell and bright lights only adding to the tension. Ethan’s parents, sitting across from me, glance in my direction every so often, their frowns deepening as if my mere presence is an offense.It’s not the first time I’ve seen that look on their faces, and it probably won’t be the last. But what baffles me is how they’ve chosen to forget about Lydia entirely. She’s sitting in the corner of the room, arms folded, her face pale and tight with worry. I can’t tell if she’s genuinely concerned for Ethan or if this is all just another one of her well-rehearsed acts.I lean back in my chair, trying to process it all. At least the Mitchells had realized that their son had lost his memory before I even had the chance to explain. It was painfully obvious—his reaction when he saw them, the way his body gave out from the shock.He fainted because it was too much for him. Yet, here they are, acting like I’m the villain in
ARIA’S POVLydia seems to sense that she’s outnumbered. She glares at us for a moment, then steps aside, opening the door fully. We enter the house, the air thick with tension. I glance around, spotting the packed boxes in the corner. They were planning to leave, just as I suspected.I spot Ethan standing in the living room. He’s casually scrolling through his phone, but the second he looks up and sees me, there’s a flicker of recognition in his eyes. I hold my breath, waiting for some kind of reaction. But then, his parents step in behind me, and that’s when everything changes.Ethan freezes. His phone slips out of his hand and clatters onto the floor, but his gaze is locked on his parents. I can practically see the gears turning in his mind, as if something deep inside him is suddenly being unlocked. His face goes pale, and his eyes widen in shock.And then, just as quickly as it all hits him, Ethan stumbles back, clutching his head. He takes a few shaky steps before collapsing to t
ARIA’S POVI sit in my car, my eyes on the house as the night falls deeper. All the windows are dark, the curtains drawn, and not a single sign of movement inside. It’s almost midnight, and it doesn’t look like Lydia and Ethan are going anywhere tonight.Still, I can’t afford to take any risks. If I leave or let my guard down for even a second, who knows what they might do. Maybe they’ll sneak out in the early hours, slip away when no one is watching.But exhaustion is catching up to me. The rented car is spacious enough, well-equipped for a long night of waiting. I’ve pinned my location for the people I’ve summoned here—they’ll call when they’re close. I settle into the seat, finally allowing myself a moment to rest. There’s no harm in taking a quick nap while I wait.I drift off, my mind a swirl of thoughts and plans. Every scenario plays out in my head; confronting Lydia, pulling Ethan out of there, making sure he’s safe. It’s not peaceful sleep by any means, but it’s something.Ho
ARIA’S POVMy stomach churns with hunger, but the idea of stepping away from my spot, even for a moment, feels out of the question. I’ve been sitting here, fixated on the house, watching every movement behind those walls. It’s like Lydia and Ethan are carrying on with their perfect little life, while I’m stuck out here, trying to figure out what to do next.I have moved too far now to catch their conversation clearly, and their voices aren’t as loud as they were before. On top of that, before they notice me, I have to make sure I keep my distance.The sight of them earlier, packing boxes, moving around like they’re planning to skip town, is enough to make my blood boil. I can’t let that happen.I need to eat, I need to think, but there’s no way I can leave the area, not even for a second. They could take off, and I’d have no idea where they would go. If I lose track of them, it could be the last time I ever see Ethan. The thought alone makes my heart race.Then, I spot a kid in the di
ARIA’S POVI got the address and I head directly to the place to spy on Ethan and Lydia. My first step is to observe the surrounding and checking on their movements.“Aiden, love. Shall I keep this in the bag?”“Yes, baby.”She is addressing him as Aiden, and I roll my eyes in exasperation.As I watch from my hidden spot, I can barely contain the rage boiling inside me. Ethan, living a normal life with that deceitful witch, Lydia, like they’re some kind of perfect couple. How can he not see through her lies?My heart races, each second feeling like an eternity. She’s manipulating him, keeping him trapped in this farce, and it’s beyond infuriating. Ethan’s family has no idea he’s even alive, and meanwhile, he’s here, with her, under this disgusting illusion of love.But then something changes. I notice a flurry of activity at their house. Boxes. Bags. They’re packing up. My eyes narrow, and I feel a sudden rush of panic. This isn’t just spring cleaning or a casual weekend trip—they’re