Novels by Dee

ADRIAN POV I kept staring at the TIME. 2:00 PM.Which meant I had ten more minutes before Aria finished her last class.I leaned against the black car parked across the university gate, folded my hands across my chest, patiently waiting. Students walked past me in groups, laughing and talking loudly about assignments, parties, and weekend plans.None of it mattered to me, my eyes were fixed on the entrance of the university, waiting for her to be done.Aria Bennett. Victor Bennett’s daughter.Just thinking about her name made my jaw tighten. The moment she stepped into that club last night, I recognised her. Immediately.People believed the masks inside the club hid the identities of those wearing them, but they were wrong. Some people carried their identities in the way they walked, the way they spoke, and the way others reacted to them.Not even for Aria Bennett, whom I spent the last four month, making research on. Aria Bennett a powerful businessman’s daughter. The girl every m

ARIA POVMy father finished his coffee as if nothing unusual had just happened.Like the man standing a few feet away from me wasn’t the same man who had spent the night making my entire body burn.My father finally stood from the table adjusting the cuffs of his suit.“Adrian.” He called. “Yes, sir,” “You will drive Aria to her university today.”“Of course, sir.”After he picked up his tablet and walked out of the house without even bidding me goodbye. Well I wasn't new to that. Now I was left with him. Adrian. I sat still, staring at Adrian. He didn’t look at me, he even didʼnt spare me a glance. He remained where he was, his face hard as steel.I forced my legs to move. I slowly went back to my room to grab my bag. I slammed the door, running my hand through my hair. “This is a bad idea,” I cried out in frustration. I took my bag and walked toward the door. Adrian was still standing in the exact same spot where I had left him. I walked out anyway. He moved behind me like

ARIA POVThe sunlight slips through my window casting an eerie glow on my face.I groaned, pulling the blanket over my head.My body still felt sore and heavy, my muscles ached in a strange but pleasant way that instantly brought back memories of last night.The club. Adrian.My eyes opened slowly.For a moment I just stared at the ceiling, replaying everything in my head. Then the memory of the note hit me again.Sometimes we are meant to enjoy pleasure just once and keep it as a memory. I sighed and forced myself out of bed.“Stupid,” I muttered to myself.Why was I even thinking about him? It had only been one night. I barely even knew the man.Still… the empty feeling in my chest hadn’t disappeared. I shook my head and walked toward the bathroom.“Forget it, Aria,” I told my reflection in the mirror. “He already did. I doubt he still remembers the night we shared.” My mind drifted to my dad, and I hope he won't question my whereabouts. By the time I came downstairs, the house w

Aria POVAdrian did not rush me. He took his time, which made me feel a little more at ease. He led me down a narrow hallway covered with black silk curtains. The deeper we walked, the quieter it became. My heels slammed loudly against the floor, and my heart beat fast in my chest each passing seconds.He stopped in front of a plain wooden door. It looked simple and normal on the outside. He opened it slowly and stepped aside for me to enter.The room inside was smaller than the main hall. A warm amber lamp glowed in the corner, which lighten up the space gently.At the center of the room was a wide black leather bench, with a hand cuffs attached to each corner, then at the other end was a longer cuff which caught my attention. “What is this,” I asked pointing to the second cuff, about to walk towards it, but Adrian held my hand stopping me from moving further. “Spreader bar, itʼs used to cuff the leg.” The mention of that made my clench my leg in anticipation. But I said nothing

ARIA POVThe man stopped a few steps in front of me.Close up, he was even more intimidating. He is tall, calm, with broad shoulders. He seems completely in control of himself.The red lights of the room shone across his face, casting a dark shadows along his jaw. His sleeves were rolled to his forearms, revealing his strong hands, filled with tattoos that looked as if they were used to being obeyed.He studied me quietly, he wasn't just staring at me, but observing me. Like I was something interesting he had just discovered.Then he spoke. “First time here.” His voice held authority behind it. It wasn’t a question.My spine straightened immediately, was it really that obvious? I lifted my chin, trying not to look nervous.“Is it that obvious?” I asked.The corner of his mouth lifted slightly. “Only to someone who knows this place well.” He answered with so much confidence. Something about his, calmness and confidence made my stomach tighten. He extended his hand toward me.“Adrian.

ARIA POV“Smile, Aria.” My dad said quietly. The warning in his made my spine stiffen. I've heard that tone my entire life.Around us were ballroom decorations, the hall and lounge were filled with wealthy guests, expensive champagne, and fake laughter.Everyone looked happy.It was the perfect ball party. But standing beside my father, forced to greet people I barely knew, made me feel like a decoration placed beside him.My smile stayed on my lips, but my fingers kept tightening around the champagne glass.I found myself staring at the ballroom doors again… wondering how long before I could leave. I kept the smile on my face anyway. Years of practice made it easy.“Mr Bennett, your daughter is stunning tonight,” one of his business partners said his eyes lingering a beat too long.“Pervert,” I muttured under my breath. “Thank you,” my father replied grinning, resting his firm hand on my shoulder. “Aria understands how important these events are, and she makes sure to dress her be