Seven.

Ryan’s POV

Atlas had Aria doing things that I never thought were possible. Her eyes were constantly rolling to the back of her head as she orgasmed over and over. Even when she called out his name, it only made him work harder.

When he was done, he retreated back, all smug. Telling me that he had finally got his way with her, that it wouldn’t be me she would want anymore.

‘What the hell is that supposed to mean?’

“Oh you will see.’

It felt like he was gaining more and more control everyday. What was worse is how she valued his thoughts and ideas more than mine.

Not once did she say no to him, not once did she recoil. Was Aria only keeping me around because of Atlas?

I glanced over at her as she laid sprawled out on the bed. Atlas had had her in nearly every room where she had been screaming his name. Finally ending in the bedroom.

Her deep green eyes turn towards me, her smile fading from her face immediately.

“He’s gone, already?”

“Yes.”

“Oh.”

Aria rolls on her side to look at me pr