Chapter 12 - Spying on her

When Ariana got home, someone was waiting for her. Dressed in a casual outfit of black jean trousers and a shirt, accessorized with a black sunshade, she faintly guessed that trouble knocked on her door. Still, she was far from being afraid, lifting her head high as the man approached her.

“Ariana Mends, someone wants to talk to you.” The man gave Ariana his phone while he spoke. She refused to take it and asked,

“How did you get into my house?”

“Since you owe my boss, I have every right to be here,” the man said with raised brows. He looked intimidating but Ariana had met his kind and wasn't afraid. She spat impassively,

“I owe no one.”

“The person is on the phone.” The man held out the phone to her again and she took it this time, reluctantly lifting it to her ears.”

“Ariana, I heard that you paid Dario for what your father owed,” a deep low voice, void of warmth, sounded in her ears.

“Jason.” Ariana frowned instantly. Jason was one of her father’s close friends but when her father