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Chapter 18
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Brolly had been having a good day, right until Aston called. Aston calling was never a good sign. Especially when he still hadn’t found the treaty Aston had charged him with since last week. It was safe to say Brolly was cooked.He spat out the mouthful of matcha coffee he had in his mouth, apologized to the truly stunning model he was on his first date with, and bolted. She looked at him in indignance. He was slightly regretful, if Aston called, you had to answer, even at the cost of being laid.“Heyyyy, what’s up?”, he said airily, trying to pretend like he wasn’t currently slacking off from work because Aston had temporarily gone to Los Altos.“Wo?”, he asked, the insurmountable pressure behind that one syllable sending a bead of sweat down Brolly’s back. “Where?”, Aston asked, relegating to German for God knows what reason. Maybe he knew it was one of his most threatening languages.“I’m working on it. I swear. The wires are just a bit twisted right now”. And he wasn’t even lying
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Aria felt an unreasonable need to be vulnerable. The night had been a full roller coaster of emotions and it all started with the evil bullheaded man beside her. “Anyone would run if they were in my place. You’re not exactly the best husband in the world”, she hid the need behind snark. Venting to a stranger was the safest option she had, because her friend would travel down, and her grandfather wouldn’t understand. She had such a narrow circle of joy. Her life revolved around her friend, her son and her grandfather. How miserable. She was used to it. “You haven’t given me the chance, my little wife. Who knows, I might be the very rose you’ve been looking for”. There was a little tilt of his head, as though he was measuring her reaction to his words. “What the hell would I look for a rose for? It’ll only prick your fingers and make you bleed,” she said snarkily, repeating a phrase she had heard at 15, a phrase that had left her with a vehement hatred for roses. She had fou
Her Stepbrother’s Desire, Her husband’s Obsession Chapter 18
Aria startled at the sudden white flash and immediately swiveled her head to look in the direction it came from. That was a bad idea. There were four men with cameras and flashing lights, running over from the other side of the street. Hartie must have called them in, possibly to have them ask how she could enter Kumari, possibly to highlight how low she was on their hierarchical food chain. Or maybe just to embarrass her. The snake was unpredictable like that. Aston just stood still, barely even shifting at the rapid flashes of white that lit Aria and him up like they were at a disco. There was now commotion in the street. People turned to look at what celebrity the paparazzi were harassing. Even cars slowed down and phones came up in the hopes to record for clout. Aria raised her mask back on her face, far too late. She was no celebrity, but she had experienced so many ambushes that her natural fight or flight activated. Her heart pounded and her legs moved without any
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“You must be my wife’s lovely family,” the voice rolled out like steel coated in velvet. Aria’s every nerve was completely keyed to Aston’s hand on her shoulder. The warmth radiated directly as though there weren’t multiple layers of clothes on her, like she’d been branded. She turned her head up to confirm and her breath caught in her throat. He was cloaked head to toe, a dark coat hanging off his broad shoulders, a cap pulled low over his eyes, a mask identical to hers in place. Not a single trace of his face was visible. And yet, somehow, his presence eclipsed the whole booth. Hartie blinked once. Just once. But in that single blink, Aria saw it, the falter in her composure, the flicker of something she’d never seen in Hartie before. Hunger. Interest.She hadn’t even seen Aston’s face yet she was already attracted to him. The sight of it made something curl in Aria’s gut, it was a feeling adjacent to possessiveness. She hated him, but she hated Hartie more. She didn’t like
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Aria’s lips pressed into a thin line. The sharp sting of her mother’s words could have been paralyzing, if she let it. But she refused. She had spent years clawing herself out of ruin, out of the reputations others tried to suffocate her with. She would not let Camille’s venom touch her tonight.Hartie, as always, was the calmer one, the more calculating one. Their mother hated Aria too much to be properly cold when she was involved. She stepped slightly forward, her hand brushing against Camille’s arm to keep her back. They lowered themselves into the empty seats in the booth. Hartie’s gaze, deceptively warm but sharp, a gaze Aria had been tricked by many times in the past, landed on Aria with an almost imperceptible patience. “Aria,” Hartie said softly, “don’t let mom’s words make you sad. We just need information. About your… marriage.”Aria’s eyebrows shot up. “You mean, to who in the Beaumont clan I married? Isn’t the great Rothschild clan good enough to figure it out?”Hartie
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"Why did you get married?", he asked, his eyes narrowed and grave, the pressure she felt in his presence magnifying. It was like being faced with a giant mountain."Why do people get married Liam? Love, obviously", she scrunched her eyebrows, making sure to sound like she thought he was foolish for asking her the question in the first place.She needed his help, yes. But he was seeing her for the third time since she came back from France, and every single time, he had managed to make her feel caged or humiliated. Liam scoffed, as though her words were funny. "Don't lie to me, Aria. Is the man your little bastard's father?", he asked, something swimming in his eyes, something Aria couldn't properly interpret. Did he just fucking call her Asher a bastard? Did he just call his son a little bastard?Not only had he left her in the dirt five years ago, but he was now also insulting her son. Insulting the most important person in her life. Because of his hatred for her ring and the conno
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