Liam’s POVJoe’s small voice cut through the noise of the bustling event. "Daddy!" he called out, waving excitedly at someone behind me.I turned around, not expecting much, and there he was—Logan. My childhood friend, my rival in many ways, and the person who had always seemed to do everything righ
Aria’s POVI sat at the kitchen table, watching as Joe and Logan stood side by side in front of me, both looking like two boys caught in the act.Joe’s small face was a mix of guilt and determination, while Logan’s expression was apologetic yet amused.Joe was the first to speak, his voice wavering
My mind kept drifting back to the conversation with Logan and the implications of our arrangement.Later, I received a message from Liam, instructing me to bring the divorce papers and meet him. I had expected this meeting, but it still filled me with a sense of unease.When I arrived, Liam wasted n
Liam’s POV“What does he mean by that?” I asked, my eyes narrowing as I caught the odd phrasing in Joe’s words.The question hovered in the air, tension high between us.Aria didn’t hesitate. She stepped in quickly, her voice firm and decisive. “He mistook you for someone else.”“Mistook me?” I repe
Logan didn’t even flinch. His smirk remained, eyes glinting with a knowing gleam.“Why are you so angry? I thought you didn’t love her. Since you’ve chosen Sophia, why don’t you stop meddling in Aria’s life?”I stared at him, incredulous. “What choice? What does this have to do with Sophia?”“Enough
Aria’s POVLogan and I sat on the front steps of my house, the warm evening air settling around us. Joe was inside, playing with his toys, unaware of the heavy conversation that was about to unfold."If you want to transfer Joe to another school, I can help with that," Logan said, breaking the silen
His words hit me like a blow, leaving me momentarily speechless. I had always believed that if I tried hard enough, I could make up for Joe not having a father in his life.But Joe’s innocent question shattered that illusion. For a moment, I just sat there, struggling to find the right words.I coul
Aria's POVMy heart pounded in my chest, the sound almost deafening as I tried to regain my composure. Liam was too close, his presence overwhelming in the small fitting room.I couldn't let him see how rattled I was, not now, not ever. I needed him gone."Leave, Liam," I demanded, my voice low and
Liam’s POV I didn’t care how much work was left that day, when five o’clock rolled around, I packed up my briefcase and headed for the door. My assistant, at her desk, gave me a curious look, but didn’t utter a word. “Don’t stay too late,” I told her. Work was very important, but so was life
Aria’s POV When I walked to Joanna’s office, her assistant sat behind the reception desk, glaring at me. I could only imagine the lies Joanna had told this assistant about me, to get her to hate me this much without even knowing me. Regardless, I held my head up high. If I had to walk through th
Liam’s POV “I’ve been expecting your call,” my father – Markus – said on the other end of the phone. “You are a stubborn one to have kept me waiting for so long.” “I foolishly thought that you decided to mind your own business,” I replied. “You haven’t tried anything like this in a while.” In
Liam’s POV In a flash, I grabbed Joanna’s wrist and pulled her hand away from my chest. “Don’t presume to touch me.” Joanna’s flirty smile slipped right off of her face. “I don’t care how long we’ve known each other, Joanna. Aria is the one that I love. You will not change that. And if I conti
Aria’s POV Finally Liam stilled. Slowly, he turned around to look at me, then studied my face as if he was trying to determine if I was being serious or not. Once he realized I was, his face twisted into disbelief. “Don’t be ridiculous, Aria.” “That’s what the rumors are all saying.” “You kn
Aria’s POV My co-workers could have been sharing more gossip, but it seemed more likely, judging by the words they said behind my back, that Joanna had been talking about me with everyone. For that to be true, she wasn’t just on some professional vendetta against me based on my work and work eth
Aria’s POV “This is a closet,” I said, looking at the cramped space. I wasn’t sure how they even managed to fit this desk in here. Did they have to disassemble it in the hallway and then reassemble it here? “I’m sure I could find you a smaller, even more cramped space if you would prefer it?” Jo
“Oh,” the man said. Understanding crossed his face, but so too did annoyance. “Surely you were told you were being demoted. You didn’t think you’d keep your office, did you?” “I didn’t know what to think,” I admitted. “No one really gave me any information.” “Well, this room is mine now,” the ma
Aria’s POV After the meeting, I stumbled back to my office in something of a blur. I couldn’t believe what had happened, or what this meant for me and for the drivers. How could this happen? How could everything go so wrong, so quickly? What in the world was I supposed to do now? Sitting beh