LOGINAria POV I opened my eyes to find him moving back, calmly pulling a clean shirt from the valet stand right beside where I was pinned. As he slid his arms into the sleeves, his gaze raked over my form.“What are you doing here, Aria? You should be sleeping in your room. Or did you come in here tonight to seduce me with that choice of outfit.”Confused, I looked down at myself to see my chest partially exposed and my nipples fully visible through the material. Oh God! I instantly crossed my palms over my chest, burning with mortification. “I… I didn't mean to dress like this.”Stupid girl. I should have looked in a mirror before going into a man's room at midnight. He was a red-blooded man after all, and my tight pajamas were accentuating every single curve of my body. A shudder ran down my spine as the vulnerability of the moment sank in. I felt so embarrassed, remembering the way he was looking at me earlier. In
Aria's POV I scrolled past the medical jargon and forum posts, stopping on an article written by a cognitive psychologist.1. Deep Psychological Empathy or Absorbing Another's Experience:In case of extreme emotional proximity, hearing a trauma or a detailed story from someone else can cause a highly empathetic brain to internalise the event. Under high stress, your mind may replay these scenarios as firsthand memories. 2. Source Amnesia / Cryptomnesia:Sometimes, the brain mixes up where a memory came from, whether you lived it, dreamed it, heard it or imagined it. It can make another person's memory feel personally familiar.3. Trauma-Induced Dissociation:When subjected to intense psychological pressure or environmental trauma, memories can become fragmented, repeated, or “not quite yours", especially under stress. If it feels confusing or unsettling, it may help to talk to a mental health professio
Aria's POV Alexander's dad turned slowly to me, his eyes widened – a look of genuine confusion washing over his features.“The boss?” He took a half-step back, tilting his head. “Who is that? I've never heard of anyone by that name.”"You... you’ve really never heard of him.”“No,” he said, his concern deepening as he stepped towards me, his brow furrowing. He reached out a hand as if to steady me. “What's going on, Isabella? Do you perhaps know this person you're talking about? Which organisation does this boss belong to?I blinked rapidly, trying to process his reaction. His confusion looked too real to fake. This means the entire family is completely in the dark. Alexander had been keeping the threat, the attacks, and this… all to himself.A chill ran down my spine. Why? What is really going on here? Am I missing something?"Erm… sir…” I stammered, pulling my tho
Aria's POV James cleared his throat as he adjusted his tie.“Mr Sterling gave strict orders to have these delivered to you. We will pick you up promptly at 7:00 PM. Have a pleasant day, ma’am.” With a polite but dismissive nod, he signalled the maids, who placed the expensive items gently onto the bed and exited. I threw my hands up in exasperation. Unbelievable! Even his assistant is showing me attitude.Staring at the items, I moved over to the drawer, rummaging through it until my fingers wrapped around a pair of heavy scissors. I walked back to the bed and unzipped the black garment bag, exposing the gown hidden inside. I caught my breath, looking at the gown. It was a stunning, ash-silver diamond-encrusted gown. It featured a daring, completely open back, a sleeveless silhouette, and an elegant turtleneck collar that shimmered brilliantly under the light.It was breathtaking and likely cost more than m
Aria's POV I yawned softly, stretching my stiff muscles. The moment I extended my leg. My bare foot touched something solid and warm.My eyes flew open as my heart seized in my chest when I realised I was looking directly into a sleeping handsome face just inches from mine. An intense heat washed over me.He had lied to me. He said he will sleep in his study room. So what was he doing here next to me?Without thinking straight, I kicked him out with all the strength I had, pushing him hard across the floor.He slid uncontrollably, his back colliding against the bedstand with a dull thud. His sleepy eyes snapped open, blinking in confusion as he rubbed his shoulder.“What the hell was that for?” He asked, tossing the tangled blanket off his legs. He aggressively swung his feet around and stood up. “I should be asking you that question!” I stood quickly, wrapping my arms tightly around myself. “What are you doing on the floor next to me? I thought you said you were going to sleep in
Alexander's POV My gaze searched over the room until I finally spotted her, curling up on a spare blanket she had dragged onto the tiled floor, her eyes tightly shut.Seeing her safe and breathing soundly, I let out a shaky breath, my shoulders finally relaxing.I walked towards her and knelt on the cold floor and took the edge of the blanket, which had slipped down to her waist, and gently pulled it up to her neck.I lingered there, my gaze tracing her delicate lashes, the slope of her nose and the soft curve of her lips. Even in her sleep, she was breathtaking. A familiar ache bloomed in my chest. I wondered how the hell I had survived five years without her. Those years had been so terrible and unbearable. I had almost given up entirely, pulling myself out of the dark only for the sake of our son.Now that you're back, Isabella, I’m never letting you go. My head leant down, intending to touch a soft kiss on he
Alexander's POV I leant against my car, my eyes fixed on the dark woods surrounding the building.The sound of heavy footsteps on the floor broke the silence and my thoughts. I didn't have to turn around to know it was Williams. He was the only man who dared to approach me when I was in this state
Alexander’s POV Elizabeth hissed, leaning forward. "Pretending like she has lost her memory. I'm warning all of you; she’s had five years to study how she will attack this family. Who knows who she’s been working with?”“Auntie!” I was fed up watching her tormenting Aria.“One more word from you,”
Aria's POV If I had told Mila the truth, she might start believing I was Isabella too, and I wasn't ready to lose the only person who saw me for who I really was. She nodded slowly. “That’s good.” “We need to play it cool until we get out of here. So… what's the next plan now?” I drew a steady
Aria's POV I chose a simple black sleeveless gown and a blue crop jacket to wear, tying my hair back into a neat ponytail. Taking a deep breath, I pulled open the bedroom door, only to find Pearl and Stella leaning against it. They nearly tumbled into the room, their faces turning bright red as







