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Chapter 21: Dance On Her Toes
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Aria’s POVThe rooftop door closed behind me with a soft thud, sealing away the music and the warmth of the elite crowd below. The night air hit my face like a slap cold. I wrapped my arms around myself, the silk of my gown suddenly too thin, too fragile against the chill that had nothing to do with the wind.I needed to breathe.Then I saw Amelia leaning against the glass railing, backlit by the glittering skyline, a small, dark object catching the light in her hand.A gun.My heart stopped instantly. My eyes wide as saucers. Time slowed to a crawl. My pulse thundered in my ears, drowning out everything else. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t scream. All I could do was stare as she turned, her smile slow and vicious, the weapon held loosely at her side like a toy she’d been waiting to play with.“Well, well,” she said, voice smooth and poisoned honey. “If it isn’t the little assistant who thinks she’s found her prince.”The words cut deeper than the cold. "What do you want? You have Bran
Dating My Husband's Billionaire Boss: His Regret Chapter 21: Dance On Her Toes
Aria’s POV“You’re doing great,” I said, smiling as Ethan pulled me closer, letting me lead for once. “I told you this would be fun.”I had lost track of time. Every step, every turn felt new—like breathing for the first time in years. The music wrapped around us, soft and slow, the kind that made the world shrink to just two people. His hand rested warm at my waist, guiding without forcing. I felt light. Happy. Truly happy.But beneath the joy, doubt coiled like smoke.Does he really love me?I smiled up at him, trying to hide the storm inside.“What’s on your mind?” he asked softly, his voice barely audible over the music, eyes searching mine with that intensity that always made my stomach flip.“Well… it’s just that—” The words caught in my throat, heavy and sharp. “I’m having a great time,” I finished weakly, forcing brightness into my voice.'Oh Aria, you're such a coward.' I thought.I wanted to ask. Needed to know. Was this real for him, or was I just a rebound? A distraction?
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