로그인Aria...After cleaning myself for nearly an hour, I finally gathered the courage to leave my room.My skin still burned.No matter how gently I touched my arms, they stung from all the scrubbing. My shoulders were flushed red, and even my scalp ached from washing my hair over and over again. Every time I looked at myself in the mirror, Lucian's words echoed in my mind."You smell like a rotten rat."I had scrubbed my skin until it turned bright red, hoping his words would disappear.They didn't.Taking a deep breath, I slowly walked downstairs.The dining room was unusually quiet.For a moment, I thought I had escaped him.Lucian wasn't there.Only a few maids stood beside the table, waiting silently.One of them quickly pulled out a chair for me."Good morning, Mrs. Devereux."I forced a small nod and sat down.The head maid served my breakfast, but before placing the plate in front of me, her eyes landed on my hands.She frowned.Then her gaze slowly traveled to my neck.Her express
Aria...The bedroom door remained half open.Alessandro was about to say something when his face suddenly drained of color. The warmth in his eyes disappeared, replaced by fear.He wasn't looking at me anymore.He was staring at someone behind him.A chill ran down my spine.Slowly, almost afraid to turn around, I lifted my eyes.Lucian.He stood silently in the doorway behind Alessandro, as if he had been there long enough to hear everything.He was dressed in a perfectly tailored charcoal-black three-piece suit that fit his broad frame flawlessly. A crisp white shirt disappeared beneath a silk black tie, and silver cufflinks glinted beneath the morning sunlight. His polished black shoes reflected the marble floor, and an expensive watch rested around his wrist.Every part of him radiated power.Control.Authority.He looked like the billionaire the entire business world feared.But what frightened me most wasn't his appearance.It was his eyes.Cold.Dark.Filled with the same hatre
Aria...frowned.The voice on the other end sounded familiar, yet different."Who is this?" I asked cautiously.A quiet chuckle came through the phone."It's me... Ethan."My eyes widened."Ethan?""Why are you speaking in a different voice?""I have to," he replied quietly. "Lucian is tracking everything connected to you. Every call, every message... I don't want that monster becoming my enemy."A bitter laugh escaped my lips."So now you're afraid of him?"Silence answered me."What do you want, Ethan?" I asked coldly. "Haven't you already done enough?""I'm not the only reason you're trapped in that mansion, Aria."His words made me sit up."What do you mean?""Your father was involved too.""I know," I interrupted bitterly. "He sold me just as easily as you walked away."Another silence followed.I could hear him breathing."I called because... there are things you deserve to know.""I don't need anything from you.""You do."His voice became unusually heavy."I'm married, Aria."
Aria..."Bloody bitch."The words echoed inside my head again and again, refusing to disappear.I lay curled up on my bed, my face buried in the pillow as tears soaked the fabric beneath me. The room had grown dark hours ago. Night had already settled over the mansion, but I hadn't moved from the same spot since Lucian shouted at me.I couldn't.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his face.Every time I took a breath, I heard his voice."Leave this room, you bloody bitch!"It wasn't the loudness of his voice that hurt me.It was the hatred behind it.For the past two months, he had insulted me almost every day. He had called me ugly, useless, pathetic, and a burden. He mocked everything I did and found fault in everything I touched. I had convinced myself that his words didn't matter. I kept telling myself they were only words, that they couldn't define who I was.But today...Today, something inside me broke.A bitch.Was that really how he saw me?I had done nothing but try.I woke u
Lucian....The meeting had gone exactly as planned.The executives were satisfied, the discussions had been productive, and the restaurant acquisition was finally within reach. Months of negotiations were about to pay off.Then, just before lunch was served, my security team began their routine inspection.I always had every dish checked before it reached the table.Not because I was paranoid.Because one mistake could cost millions.I stood beside the table, watching silently as the guards opened each lunch box.One of them suddenly froze."Sir..."He carefully reached into one of the dishes and slowly pulled out a long strand of hair.For a second, the room went completely silent.My jaw tightened.If that plate had reached one of my executives, the consequences would have been disastrous. My staff quickly replaced the dish before anyone noticed, but that wasn't the point.A mistake had been made.Someone had been careless.And there was only one person responsible.Aria.I left the
Aria..The next morning, I woke before sunrise. By six o'clock, I was already in the kitchen, helping the cooks prepare breakfast. Lucian had ordered me to assist in managing the household, and although I still didn't understand why, I decided not to complain. The kitchen was surprisingly warm and lively. The maids chatted while chopping vegetables, the chefs barked playful orders at one another, and for the first time in months, I felt like I belonged somewhere.After breakfast was served and everyone had finished eating, I hurried upstairs to shower. My body ached from standing for hours, but the warm water washed away the exhaustion. I changed into a simple outfit—a white blouse with an open back and a short floral skirt. It was much shorter than what I usually wore, exposing more of my legs than I was comfortable with. A younger version of me would have changed immediately, worrying about what others would think.Not anymore.I was tired of living in fear.If this was what I wante







