All Chapters of TEMPTING THE TYCOON : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Aria's POV My eyes zoned in on my laptop screen as I searched for a hall to celebrate my fourth anniversary with my husband, Ethan . Next, tomorrow was the set date. I had already hired the best caterer in the state and one of the most famous bartenders. It was guaranteed to be spot on. “Perfect,” I muttered, saving a picture of the hall for reference later. Ethan and I always celebrated our marriage anniversary with a huge banquet, and this year, it was no different. Every single social elite in town would attend, so I had to make sure everything was prim and proper. The unmistakable perch of Louisa's heels on the tiles drew closer as she approached the dining room with her mom sauntering behind. The smug look on their face was seen beneath the white chandelier. “Sign it bitch.” Louisa slammed the brown envelope on the white marble table, the thud snapping my thoughts out of my head. My neck craned and my eyes flickered between the envelope, Louisa, and Tracy. “Wha

Aria's POV.. My throat bobbed as the horrific sight filled my eyes. I turned to the woman. “I’m sorry. I can’t.” I shook my head. There’s no way I could take part in such a horrible act. About to move, when the woman blocked the exit, planting her hands on the doorframe. “Where the hell do you think you are going?” A thick frown burnt on her face. “You’re going anywhere until your job here is done,” she snarled. “Who?” I folded my arms, my voice barely thriving beneath the loud music. “Barley, Alvero,” The woman yelled. Two burly men clad in black polo shirts and trousers began approaching us. The stare in their eyes was as threatening as the tattoo that crawled up their neck. My heart thudded in my ears, drowning out the loud music and my hands clammed. I shoved the woman aside. Weaving my way through the crowd, I scurried towards the exit of the club. The men trailed right behind me like a predator marking its prey. I burst out of the club through the

Aria's POVThe antiseptic scent lingered in the atmosphere, melding with the soft chatters of hospital workers, and patients alike. I strode towards my mother’s hospital room. Opening the door, my eyes fell on my sister. Vivian lunged herself at me, pulling me into a hug. “How did you do it?” Tears streaming down her eyes and settling on my shoulders. She pulled back, a grin slipping onto her lips. My gaze zeroed in on her, as I attempted to make sense of her words. An unsteady chuckle escaped me. “The doctor came in and said the payment had been made. Mom will be having her surgery today.” A sense of relief tugged at every inch of me as my eyes widened. Despite selling my soul to the devil to make this happen, it was worth it. Her gaze lingered on me as her smile fell to a neutral expression. “How did you get the money?” I took a deep breath before heaving out a puff. Does she need to know? Does she need to know the price of the surgery was my soul? Of co

Aria's POVThe chill in the room clung to me like an unwelcome shadow. I stared at the photo on my phone, the woman’s terrified eyes piercing right through me. My hands trembled as I zoomed in, my heart pounding so loudly I could barely hear anything else. The room where she was tied—it’s the same room. The realization hit me like a punch to the stomach, knocking the air out of my lungs.I quickly glanced around the spacious room, my eyes darting to the large closet, the silk curtains, and the grand chandelier hanging above. My mouth went dry. Everything in this room felt wrong, tainted. I could almost feel the oppressive weight of Julian's past pressing down on me. He was capable of that. Of doing something so cruel.A cold sweat broke out on my forehead, and my mind raced with thoughts I couldn’t control. What kind of man had I gotten myself tangled up with? I quickly turned my attention back to the phone, but the image was burned into my mind. I couldn't shake the panic creeping in

Julian’s POVI should deal with Vanessa and I will. First I had to figure out how to calm Aria’s nerves. She has been fidgety.My phone buzzed beside me and I picked up “The bouquet of flowers have just been delivered.” The florist said from the other side of the phone.“Good.” I replied simply.“Thank you so much for your patronage, Sir. We value it.” She rattled on the words she has probably rehearsed more than a thousand times.My legs hurt from sitting at a place. I got up to stretch and my eyes caught the wall clock. It was almost 10pm. I’ve been working since the previous night. It was time to go home. I needed to see my daughter.As I walked through the underground parking lot, I realized that I noticed a shadow. “Who’s that?” I called as I kept up my pace.No answer.I heard the footsteps a little bit louder now. I got into my car and zoomed out of the parking lot.I got my CSO on the phone immediately. “I need security to be tightened up. I want security guards at home and at