LOGINRonan’s POV I have barely looked up from my computer screen for the past forty minutes now. My blood is pumping really fast with urgency and deadlines. I normally don’t take urgent deals, I avoid them like the plague. I might be a workaholic, but I am also very meticulous and a perfectionist. I can’t do a job without making sure I have covered everything humanly possible, ensuring that everything is perfect. Urgent deals leave little to no room for that, hence, I always reject them. This one is different though. The pay is crazy. Yes, I am a money crazy billionaire. Not just the pay, but the exposure it would give us. This is not just a private company deal, this is literally a deal with an entire country. I couldn’t turn it down. Someone knocks on my door and I swallow a groan. It is most likely my new assistant. I don’t know his name. All I know about him is that he is a man like and that’s pretty much it. “Come in,” I call out without taking my eyes off my screen. I regist
Aria’s POV I stand outside the management agency building, craning my neck to look up at the beautiful and tall building. I blink, suddenly aware of how fast my heart is beating. I called Sebastian last night. More like Mia snatched my phone and called him against my will— maybe it wasn’t completely against my will. As I mentioned earlier, I am curious to know what this is all about. So yeah, this is it. My curiosity and a little hint of desperation have led me here. With me here is Amelia’s lawyer, Mr Brown. He appears so calm and put together, unlike me. I have been jittery, nervous, and sweaty too, which is weird because the weather is definitely not hot. This is the exact reason why I begged him to come with me. Naturally, I need a lawyer with me but I also need someone with a clear head and someone who is composed and impartial— Unlike my best friend who is very partial to Sebastian. “Are we going in or what?” Mr Brown asks. He is finally over my bullshit. We have been stand
Aria's POV "So what? You are going to be an actress now?" Mia asks, more like mocks. She has been at it since I told her about my interaction with the handsome stranger. "I cannot act for shit and you know that," I reply with a roll of my eyes, and I snatch the bowl of ice cream away from her lap. I dig my spoon into it and take a spoonful. I have been thinking about his offer all day, not that I have any plan to call him and take the offer, but I have just been curious and wondering if maybe it could work. "They could coach you or something. I can't lie you have the looks and everything..." Mia trails off. "Just not the talent but it is something you can work on." She adds. To be fair, my chances of getting another corporate job are very very slim because of the whole scandal surrounding my little stunt in my previous workplace. This is the most decent offer I have gotten from many different people since the news broke. "Who knows? He could be running some shady business. What
Aria's POV "Excuse me, am I interrupting something?" A voice snaps me out of my thoughts. "No, no. You are not interrupting anything." I answer and stand up as fast as I can and look up at the person who spoke. I try to school my expression and try not to show my emotions on my face. The first thought that runs through my mind is how good he looks. He is one hell of a man. He is gorgeous. Dressed in an expensive suit— I know it's probably expensive because I have been seeing a lot of expensive suits on Ronan, I can recognize one when I see it now. He appears well groomed, a neat low cut hair with waves, well defined hairlines and even in the dim light of the club, his skin looks evenly toned. Unlike Ronan's stiff and stoic demeanor, he is relaxed with a strong jawline and a smile that makes him look more approachable and charming.My cheeks stain when I realize that I have been staring at him the entire time without asking what he would like to drink. "I'm so sorry." I apologize
Ronan's POV Maybe I went a little too far. Perhaps I shouldn't have said the things I told her that night. Fuck it, I should never have set foot in that club in the first place. I shouldn't have listened to Matt, I should have left the moment I saw her going on the stage. I did leave. I mean, I tried to leave. I didn’t make it to the door though. I barely watched her dance for a few seconds and I just couldn't take it anymore so I left, or I at least tried to but I somehow ended up going to her dressing room and doing those things to her. I couldn't help myself. I needed to see her, to touch her, to feel her. Then I realized it would be easy, it would be very easy for me to forgive her, for me to fall back into her arms, into the webs she has woven so tightly and I just couldn't have that so I flipped. I switched up on her and said so many hurtful things to her. I saw the hurt in her eyes and the way her eyes filled up with unshed tears but I was far too gone to give a fuck or
Aria's POV "What do you want Adrian?" I ask, the malice dripping from my eyes would be enough to make a normal person freeze and back off but not my psychotic brother, it feels like he feeds on it, feeds on my anger. "I have been trying to reach you for a while now, Juliette..." I smack the towel in my hand on the counter, drawing the attention of everyone around us. I shoot them a small smile. " Don't Juliette me, Adrian." We are currently in Luna. I started working here a little over a week ago. It took a lot of convincing to let Mia let me do this. I convinced her that I needed to get busy until I can figure out what to do next. I didn't tell her the real reason why I needed to keep my mind busy. I have replayed the scene from that night, I have his words imprinted on my heart, everything he said to me, every single word cuts deep in my heart. It's even more complicated because some part of me completely understands him, a part of me gets it, and can't even blame him for the th







