Aria’s POV
Mason didn’t let me walk.
He scooped me into his arms again, his muscles flexing under my palms, and carried me straight to the bathroom. The cool marble tiles reflected the soft golden light from the sconces, casting the space in a warm, intimate glow, such a romantic vibe.
He set me down on the counter, his large hands resting on my knees, pushing them apart slowly—so slowly it made my breath hitch.
“Earlier,” he murmured, eyes dark and heavy-lidded, “I took you because I needed to make a point.” His thumb traced idle circles on my thigh. “Now… I’m going to take you because I want to feel every second of you.”
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Aria’s POVThe look on my parents’ and Aunt Katarina’s faces was priceless. Their eyes widened, lips parted, and for a moment, it was as if the world had stopped spinning. Beside me, Cecil caught my gaze, and we almost burst into laughter, biting it back at the sheer shock written all over their faces.They all blinked rapidly, like their minds couldn’t quite catch up with what they had just heard. Then, slowly, their gazes shifted from Mason to me… and then to the maids who stood frozen nearby, all of them holding their breaths as though they too had been struck by lightning.“Mate? Family?” My mother finally found her voice, though it was barely a whisper.My father’s tone was sharper, demanding clarity. “Who is your fated mate, Chairman?”Before I could answer, Mason stepped closer—his presence swallowing the air around us. My heart hammered as he reached for my hand, his touch both possessive and reverent. He lifted it slowly until his lips brushed against the back of it. The war
Aria’s POVI stepped outside, and I froze. Not because of fear, but because I was overwhelmed with joy.Aunt Katarina was stepping out of the passenger seat, her familiar poised elegance intact, but her eyes were already glassy. Beside her was Jennifer, the head maid, and behind them… the rest of the household staff.The moment their eyes met mine, something inside me broke.“Miss Aria…” Jennifer’s voice cracked as she rushed forward, and suddenly her arms were around me, holding on as if I might disappear.When she let go, I turned to my Aunt.“Aunt Katarina,” I whispered, hugging her just as tightly. My vision blurred, and before I knew it, tears were streaming down my cheeks.It wasn’t sadness—it was relief, overwhelming joy. The people who had been my second family, who had looked after me my whole life… they were here again. This house wasn’t just bricks and walls—it was alive again because of them.“I’m so sorry you all went through this,” I said, my voice thick with emotion. “
Aria’s POVI felt a warm tickle in my ear, like a whisper brushing against my skin. My lashes fluttered open, and there he was—Mason, already dressed in a sleek black suit, looking devastatingly sharp. His usual work attire, yet somehow, seeing it this early made my chest ache.“Wake up, little muffin,” he murmured, his voice a deep caress that pulled me out of sleep faster than any alarm ever could. “I’m heading out, but I wanted to say goodbye first.”My eyes shifted to the clock on my bedside table. Five a.m. “Where are you going this early?” I asked, still heavy with sleep, my voice coming out as a lazy drawl.“I want to leave before your household staff starts arriving,” he said with that calm, deliberate tone of his. “The last thing I want is for them to think I spent the night here.”My mind, still half-asleep, snagged on something. “Where did you even get that suit?”His lips curved. “I always keep extra clothes in my car. Part of being a Chairman—you never know when you’ll ge
Aria’s POVMason didn’t let me walk.He scooped me into his arms again, his muscles flexing under my palms, and carried me straight to the bathroom. The cool marble tiles reflected the soft golden light from the sconces, casting the space in a warm, intimate glow, such a romantic vibe.He set me down on the counter, his large hands resting on my knees, pushing them apart slowly—so slowly it made my breath hitch.“Earlier,” he murmured, eyes dark and heavy-lidded, “I took you because I needed to make a point.” His thumb traced idle circles on my thigh. “Now… I’m going to take you because I want to feel every second of you.”Made a point? He made me climax th
Aria’s POVMason’s arms felt like iron around me, his grip unyielding as he carried me up the stairs. My pulse thundered in my ears, but it wasn’t just from the climb—it was from the way his hard length still pressed against my thigh, throbbing, ready.Every step he took radiated confidence, that alpha energy rolling off him like heat waves, making my body ache for more.He didn’t fumble for the bedroom door. He kicked it open.The room was dark, and only the moonlight streamed through the tall windows, spilling across his wide bed like it was waiting for us. He didn’t set me down right away. Instead, he pinned me against the wall beside the door, his hips grinding into mine, his breath warm on my ear.
Aria’s POVMason didn’t hesitate. He bent forward, and his tongue found me—parting my folds before flicking over my swollen nub with deliberate precision.My back arched in an instant, fingers curling tight around the edge of the kitchen island.“Ahh… Mason…”The whispers and stares from the mall, the venom in people’s voices about me and my parents—all of it dissolved under his touch. This man was my anchor, my shield, and he’d proved it time and time again.One day, I’d find a way to give back what he’d given me.But Mason’s tongue moved faster, cutting off any coherent thought. His relentless pace had me teetering on the edge until he suddenly pulled away.I blinked, catching my breath, only to see him stripping off his pants. When I tried to sit up, his palm pressed firmly to my chest, keeping me in place.I frowned in question, but he just waggled a finger playfully near my face before positioning himself between my legs.“Stay right where you are and don’t move,” he murmured, st