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CHAPTER 31

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last update 게시일: 2026-04-18 18:22:57

ARIA POV

The car ride with Ethan felt like a trap I had just willingly walked into.

I sat in the passenger seat of his sleek black Mercedes, with my arms crossed tightly over my chest, staring out the window as the city lights blurred past us. I had agreed to “get some air” mostly to stop my mother from hovering and to stop myself from thinking of Adrian and the text he sent earlier, without context.

But now, as the streets grew darker and the buildings we passed by changed from elegant skys
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  • SUBMITTING TO MY FATHER’S DRIVER    CHAPTER 67

    ARIA POVThe moment I closed my bedroom door and turned the lock with a soft click, my heart felt so heavy. I stood there for several long seconds, pressing my back against the wood, breathing hard like I had just run a marathon. My hands were still shaking from all the emotions running through me. I forced myself to move.The walk-in closet lights turned on automatically as I stepped inside, bathing the space in soft, warm illumination. Rows upon rows of designer clothes stared back at me, dresses I had worn to galas, jackets that cost more than most people’s monthly rent, shoes that had never seen anything but marble floors and red carpets. This closet alone was a symbol of everything I was about to lose.Tears blurred my vision again as I began pulling things off the hangers with my shaky hands.I took a loose jeans, a couple of hoodie, simple t-shirts, underwear, and a warm jacket. I folded everything quickly, trying not to think too hard about what I was doing. My passport went

  • SUBMITTING TO MY FATHER’S DRIVER    CHAPTER 66

    ARIA POVThe moment I stepped back into the mansion through the side entrance, my heart was still beating violently in my chest I could hear it in my ears. The cool night air still could be perceived on my hoodie, and the scent of the sea from the pier stayed faintly on my skin. I tried to move quietly, praying that everyone had already gone to bed.That prayer died the second I walked into the main living area.Three pairs of eyes turned toward me at once.My father was seated in his favourite high-backed leather armchair like a king on his throne, a glass of whiskey resting in his hand. Camille sat gracefully on the sofa beside him, her legs crossed, wearing a champagne-colored silk robe that screamed luxury. And standing near the fireplace, looking far too comfortable, was Ethan, a glass in hand, that familiar calm smirk already playing on his lips the moment our eyes met.The air in the room instantly felt thicker.I froze mid-step, my hoodie and jeans suddenly feeling out of plac

  • SUBMITTING TO MY FATHER’S DRIVER    CHAPTER 65

    ADRIAN POVThe old pier was getting darker with each passing moment. The sea waves are crashing against the weathered wooden posts below us. The moonlight painted everything in shades of yellow, turning the scene almost romantic, if it weren’t for the anger building inside my chest, one would think we were a couple having our best time. Aria stood in front of me, tears streaming down her beautiful face, her voice breaking as she told me everything her father had said. Each felt like a knife between my ribs.The rage that exploded in me consumed me. It burned through every vein in my body, carefully breaking every layer of control I had spent two years building. I clenched my hands into fists at my sides tightly, so that my nails dug into my palms, drawing blood. I clenched my jaw so hard, my entire body vibrated with the need to destroy something, or someone.I had spent two years planning Victor Bennett’s downfall. Two years infiltrating his house as his lowly, obedient driver.And

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    ARIA POVThe moment I locked my bedroom door behind me, everything that had happened in minutes and hours came pushing back like a tap was switched on. I slid down the door, my back was pressed against the cool wood, and buried my face in my hands. The tears I had been holding back since I left my father’s study room finally broke free. They came out fast, soaking my palms as quiet, broken sobs broke out of me, making my entire body shake.My life had never truly been mine, but tonight it felt like the final chains had been locked into place.I cried until my throat hurt and my chest ached. I cried for the girl who once dreamed of choosing her own path. I cried for the nights I had spent in Adrian’s arms, feeling free for the first time in my life. I cried because no matter how hard I tried to be strong, I felt completely and utterly trapped.After what felt like forever, I wiped my face with the back of my hand and pulled out my phone. My fingers were shaking as I scrolled to Adrian

  • SUBMITTING TO MY FATHER’S DRIVER    CHAPTER 63

    ARIA POVI shut the heavy oak door of my fatherʼs office behind me, and immediately I did, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. I stood in the hallway for a long moment, leaning against the cool wall, one hand pressed to my chest as if that could slow my heartbeat. My breathing came in shallow, uneven breaths. The silk blouse I had chosen this evening suddenly felt too tight, too constricting my breath, like it was trying to choke me.I have to get married within a month, or a forced ball where I would have to parade myself in front of every eligible man my father deemed “suitable.”The words kept replaying in my head. I felt dizzy, nauseous, and so incredibly angry that my hands were shaking. I had always known my life wasn’t entirely my own, I was a Bennett, after all, but this felt like the final nail in the coffin of whatever freedom I had left.I closed my eyes for a second, trying to calm myself. The image of Adrian flashed through my mind uninvited, but I waved it off immediatel

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