ログインAria I did my best to keep my eyes shut tightly, forcing my breathing to stay slow and normal, and not make him suspicious. Dante claimed back to his own side of the bed without a word. For the next two minutes, neither of us moved. I made sure to stay in character. I could also feel Dante beside me, very warm and solid. I kept on perceiving the scent of bourbon and rain, as they both engulfed me annoyingly. It was so invading that it made it impossible to think straight. To worsen everything, my heart kept pounding, and it terrified me that he could hear it. He'll be ready in just seven days? The words echoed continuously in my head. Use him properly? Who was the 'him" he talked about? Could it be Leo?No. That's not possible. I'm sure Dante won't be that heatless to hurt him. I have observed them, and I can tell that everything he's doing around the boy is too real to be a bait. He has been too protective, always putting him first. But why is he so secretive? Why decide to meet
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AriaHaving just finished dinner after a long, boring day, I closed the door to my room, and leaned against it, letting out a long breath.No man could ever make you scream the way I would. I'd have you writhing underneath me, begging me not to stop.My face heated up all over again just thinking about it. I pushed off the door and walked to the bathroom, splashing cold water on my face."Get it together, Aria," I muttered to my reflection.But I couldn't stop hearing his voice in my head. Couldn't stop imagining what it would be like if I actually...No.I dried my face roughly with a towel and walked back into the bedroom. I needed sleep. That's all this was. Exhaustion making me think crazy things.I changed into my pajamas, a simple tank top and shorts, and climbed into bed, pulling the covers up. I closed my eyes and tried to clear my mind.I'd have you writhing underneath me, begging me not to stop.My eyes flew open."Damn it."I rolled onto my side, then my other side, then on
Aria"What are you going to do to stop me, Dr. Vale?"His voice was low and rough, his body still pressed against mine. I could feel the heat radiating off him, could smell the faint scent of whiskey and something darker, something purely him.I tilted my head back and met his eyes, forcing a sweet smile onto my face."Nothing," I said simply. "Because if you're so open about bringing girls home, I can bring whoever I want home too."The change in him was instant. His grip on my waist tightened, his eyes flashing with something dangerous."Don't even think about it."I raised an eyebrow, my smile widening even as my heart raced. "That's not fair. You can bring girls home but I can't bring men? That sounds biased to me, Dante."His jaw clenched, and he leaned in closer until his lips brushed against my ear. "No man could ever make you scream the way I would. No man could make you forget your own name while I'm buried so deep inside you that you can't tell where you end and I begin."My
DanteI watched the heavy oak door slam shut, the vibration rattling the frames of the paintings on the wall. I stood there for a second, a slow, dark grin spreading across my face.She was riled up. Really riled up. I could see it now matter how she tried to hide it. She was jealous. She could mask it with all the medical jargon and moral outrage she wanted, but I knew the look of a woman who couldn't stand the thought of another woman in my bed.I moved away from the edge of the bed, the mattress creaking as I stood up.I was fully dressed. I hadn’t even taken off my boots. My black shirt was still tucked in, and my trousers were perfectly in place. So was the girl. I hadn’t touched her once. I didn’t want to. After six years of watching Aria from the shadows, making sure her clinic stayed open, keeping rival wolves away from her doorstep, and obsessing over every move she made in New York, the idea of touching someone else was hollow.I’d brought her here for Leo, but I’d also brou
Aria I stared at the girl, my fingers tightening around my fork until the metal bit into my palm. She was everything I wasn't, or at least, everything I wasn't trying to be right now. She wore a dress that was barely more than a piece of clothing, clinging to every curve, and her makeup was heavy, as if designed for a club, highlighting her features.I tried to keep my face indifferent. I was the one that had told him to find someone else afterall. I had told him I didn't care who he slept with. But seeing her hand tucked into his, seeing the way he looked down at her with that same dark, amused glint he usually reserved for me, made something hot and ugly flare in my chest.It wasn't jealousy. I refused to call it that. It was just…insult.Dante didn’t say a word to me. He didn’t even acknowledge my presence or Leo's. He just looked at the girl, then leaned down and pressed a long, lingering kiss against her mouth, it was deep, passionate, and loud.The sound of it made my skin craw
AriaI held Leo as tightly as I could, letting the cold, lashing shadows hit my back. I didn't care about the stings. I just wanted him to feel safe. Slowly, the whirlwind in the room began to die down. The shadows retreated, sliding back into the corners like shamed pets, until everything was norm
Aria I blinked awake, hungry, tired, and puzzled by the unfamiliar ceiling above me."Morning, love," a dark, deep voice suddenly greeted from the side.I sat up so fast my head spun, clutching the dark sheets to my chest. My heart hammered against my ribs as I caught Dante sitting on a leather s
AriaThe walk to the Guest Suite was long and quiet.Vesper didn’t say a word, and the guards behind me were just as silent. Their grip on my arms was like iron, a constant reminder that I wasn't going anywhere. I didn't bother fighting them. I was a surgeon and I knew a losing battle when I saw on
Aria My breath immediately caught in my throat and my heart slammed against my ribs as if it was about to burst. He was just how I imagined he'd grow up. But then my eyes caught his.I stared into them.Black.They were pitch black. Dull, feverish, and empty.There was no violet glow. No ethereal







