MasukAiden’s POVMorning came far too quickly.I hadn’t slept.Not properly, at least.Every time I closed my eyes, my mind replayed the events of the night before—the heat, the tension, the way Arianna had looked at me… vulnerable, unaware, completely unlike herself.And now—She lay peacefully beside me, breathing softly, as though none of it had ever happened.I sat at the edge of the bed, elbows resting on my knees, running a hand down my face in frustration.The doctor had been right.The worst of it had passed.A faint knock echoed through the door.I stiffened.Who would—Before I could respond, the door swung open without permission.Of course.Scarlet Elena Montgomery.She walked in like she owned the place, heels clicking confidently against the marble floor, her sharp eyes immediately scanning the room.“Well,” she said, crossing her arms. “You look terrible.”I didn’t bother responding.My patience for her was already nonexistent.Her gaze shifted to the bed.To Arianna.And th
Aiden’s POVIt happened again.That subtle, uncontrollable reaction—pulling a low groan from my chest as I struggled to keep myself grounded.This wife of mine was trying desperately to drive me crazy.She was dangerous. Going In for the kill.Not intentionally. Not knowingly.But in this moment… she was.A small, reckless part of me wanted to blame her—to call her a temptress, to pretend this was all her doing.But the truth was far worse.I was the one losing control.The last fragile thread of restraint I had been holding onto snapped the moment she leaned into me again, her warmth impossible to ignore, her presence overwhelming every sense I had.I exhaled sharply, my hands instinctively reaching for her—not in possession, but in support.She was trembling.Not with fear.With discomfort.That alone was enough to snap a piece of my clarity back into place.“Arianna…” I murmured, my voice low, strained with effort. “You’re not thinking clearly.”Her eyes met mine—hazy, unfocused, y
Aiden’s POVBefore I could fully process what had just happened, she pulled away.For a second, I thought she might have realized what she’d done—maybe even felt embarrassed by it. I assumed my hesitation had pushed her back.But I was wrong.Completely wrong.Because the next thing she did left me frozen where I stood.She stepped out of the tub slowly, unsteady but determined, standing right in front of me without a trace of hesitation. Water clung to her skin, her hair slightly damp, her face flushed from the heat coursing through her body.“Arianna…” I said, my voice low, strained. “You don’t know what you’re asking for.”It wasn’t just a warning.It was a plea.Ever since that moment—that moment I couldn’t seem to forget—something had changed in me. Something I hadn’t even known existed before her.It was dangerous.Addictive.She had become something I couldn’t ignore, no matter how hard I tried.Even saying her name… even looking at her for too long… was enough to make me lose
With my back still turned, I pressed the phone to my ear, grateful for the distraction.Anything to stop my thoughts from spiraling.My mind was already wandering far too much.“Young master,” a cheerful voice rang through the line.I exhaled sharply. “Why aren’t you here? I called you over an hour ago.Are you tired of your job?"“Ah… you don’t sound like the one who’s sick,” he replied lightly. “Besides, I’m currently in surgery. I can’t just leave midway.”“Can it wait?” I asked, my tone tightening.“No, it cannot,” he said without hesitation. “Am I not being paid enough? Should I just retire?”“This isn’t the time for jokes.”He laughed softly. “I’m far too young to retire. Now tell me—what’s wrong? Do you feel sick?”“No. It’s not me.”“Oh? Then who is it?”“It’s Arianna,” I said, my voice dropping. “She’s burning up.”There was a brief pause.“Oh? Young madam?” His tone shifted slightly. “Well, that changes things. Let me speak to her.”I hesitated for a second before turning sli
Aiden's Pov “Stop making a fuss,” she kept saying, her voice weak but stubborn, as though she was more embarrassed than concerned. But I wasn’t taking any chances. I had flown all the way back because I thought she was in trouble. Only to find out… the trouble was her big sister. Scarlet Elena Montgomery. The daughter of oil mogul Mr. Festus Montgomery—a man infamous in high society for his wealth, his influence, and, more notably, his many wives and children. His name alone carried weight, and so did his family’s reputation. And Scarlet? She was something else entirely. Strong-willed. Defiant. She had made a name for herself by rejecting every marriage arrangement her father threw her way. Sometimes she would disappear from the city entirely when a new suitor appeared. Other times, she would simply crush them—verbally, emotionally even physically—before the proposal could even become official. She was… fierce. During my investigation into Arianna before our marriage, I ha
I staggered toward the door, hoping—praying—for some kind of saviour to interrupt the chaos inside. But instead, I was met with the last person I expected. My husband. Aiden. My brain took a moment to process it, like the alcohol was slowing down reality itself. Wait… how is he here? Something strange twisted in my chest when I saw him standing there—tall, steady, but visibly tired, as though he hadn’t slept properly in days. That familiar, unreadable expression sat on his face, but there was something sharper beneath it now… concern, maybe anger. I had spent the past week half-worried, half-confused about him. But none of those feelings had prepared me for seeing him like this—here, in the middle of this disaster. Before I could even form a coherent thought, he stepped forward and grabbed my hand firmly. “Let’s go home,” he said, his voice low. His grip was tight at first, like he was ready to pull me out immediately—but then it softened slightly when he looked at me more c
Immediately Arianna sighted Aiden's secretary, Her demeanor changed instantly and she began to play the victim card "I haven't done anything wrong, why am I here?" Secretary Marcus you have you have to help me. "I am being framed" She whined. The principal who had been long forgotten stood up
"Young master the young missus is in trouble" His staffs sounded worried. Why, what's wrong????? Aiden inquired. She had an argument with a student afterwards she was summoned to the principal's office, she made some quite serious allegations about the young miss Hamilton Hamilton of the Ham
What, what did you just say?????? How could that be? The bewildered Brooke kept muttering gibberish. Meanwhile some of the school staffs had arrived at the scene, immediately dispersing the student in an attempt to keep the peace and restore order. Move on, move on, there's nothing to see
The cheering and loud applauding drowned Arianna's voice, despite being only seventeen she had an idea about how territorial men were. While it was cute and all, her recent resolution had been to lay low, and this was in the opposite direction cause students were bound to blow thus out of proporti







