MasukAaron’s POV
I let out a short, flat laugh. “Don’t start.”
She opened her mouth, but I cut her off. “If you don’t have anything else to say, get out.” My voice was cold, final. “I have work to finish.”
Angela didn’t move.
Either stubborn… or stupid.
“I said get out,” I repeated, sharper. “I don’t need an audience.”
Instead of leaving, she walked past my des
Angela's POVAaron let out a quiet chuckle.“No.” His gaze stayed cold. "Lyla’s going to be traumatized for the rest of her life.”“You think she’ll still let you stay near her after this?” Aaron continued emotionlessly. “You think she’ll still feel safe around you?”“No…” Lyla’s manager muttered quietly. “She’ll understand.”“Really?” Aaron’s voice remained calm. “If she truly understood you that well, then why were you too scared to even confess your feelings to her?”“Because I didn’t want to lose her!” he shouted.His grip on the knife pressed against my neck tightened instantly.“She likes you,” he said again. “She always talks about you.”“You didn’t want to lose her, or are you just a coward?” Aaron said coldly.&ldqu
Angela's POVI stared at the knife in his hand.The cold metal caught the rooftop lights every time he slowly turned it between his fingers.My throat tightened.But no words came out.Lyla’s manager looked at me for a few seconds before letting out a quiet chuckle.“No last words?” he murmured.Then he slowly nodded.“Alright.”He stepped closer.“I’ll make this quick,” he said calmly. “It won’t hurt too much.”Before I could react, he grabbed the duct tape again.My eyes widened instantly when he roughly slapped the tape back over my mouth.My body jerked hard against the chair.“There,” he said quietly.“This way, you’ll stay quiet for a while.”His hand pressed against the tape for a second to make sure it stayed firmly in place.“I promise it won’t hurt t
Angela's POVThe second I opened my eyes, I realized my hands were tied to a chair while duct tape was pressed tightly over my mouth.Panic hit me instantly.My eyes darted around.The rooftop.I was still on the studio building’s rooftop.Cold night wind whipped through my hair while the distant sound of traffic echoed far below.My chest rose and fell fast.Then it all came back to me.That message from the unknown number.The threat to leak photos and videos of me within five minutes if I didn’t come to the rooftop alone.I’d even lied to Beth, telling her I just needed to use the restroom for a minute.The moment the rooftop door shut behind me… someone grabbed me from behind and covered my mouth.And after that, everything went black.I tried to move now, but the ropes around my wrists were too tight.Shit.My eyes swept across the rooftop aga
Aaron's POV“I don’t need help to destroy her,” I said. “You’ve got the wrong guy.”My grip tightened on the steering wheel.“I don’t share. And I don’t like people touching what’s mine.”“You should be thanking me,” he shot back sharply. “I helped you get your revenge.”“I don’t need it. Now tell me, where is Angela?”A scoff came through the line. “You’re still thinking about her? You should be thinking about Lyla.”“Lyla is broken because of you,” he continued, his breathing heavy.A short, cold laugh left my mouth.“You think this is funny?” he snapped.“Does Lyla know what you did for her?” I said quietly. “You think she’s going to thank you… once she finds out everything?”“You don’t get to say that,&rdquo
Aaron’s POVThe engine was running, my eyes fixed on the road.Lyla sat beside me, letting out a sharp breath. “Seriously?” she muttered. “Aaron… can’t you at least pretend to be happy when you’re out with me?”I kept my gaze forward and said nothing.“You said you wanted to try with me. But all I see is this…” she gestured at me, annoyed. “That look like you’d rather be anywhere but here.”A pause.“Am I just… your rebound? So you can forget her?”I pulled the car over.Hard enough that the tires scraped slightly against the asphalt.Silence dropped between us.Then I turned and looked at her.“Enough, Lyla.”My voice was controlled.She froze.“I already told you,” I continued calmly. “I’m willing to try with you. But not the way you’re forcing it.”Her lips parted, but no words came out.“I still see you as a friend,” I said plainly. “That doesn’t change overnight just
Angela’s POV“Did you see who that was?” Lyla asked when I got back to where we were earlier.“No,” I answered.She let out a sharp breath. “This is all your fault. If any bad news about me ends up in the media, anything at all, you’re going down with me.”I let out a quiet scoff and looked right back at her.“My fault?” I said. “You’re the one who came here, Lyla. No one dragged you into this.”Her expression immediately hardened. I kept my eyes on her, not looking away.“If you hadn’t shown up,” I continued, “You wouldn’t be dragged into my problems.”Her jaw tightened. Her eyes burned with anger. She looked like she wanted to tear me apart, then turned and stormed off.Her steps were sharp and full of emotion, as she left me standing there alone.Silence fell immediately after she was gone.I
Angela's POVI froze when his face suddenly came so close.My heart kicked too fast. I could see the hazel in his eyes clearly, the hard lines of his face. I could feel his calm, steady breath, so different from my own racing pulse.I didn’t have time to move.Ou
Aaron’s POVThe meeting was scheduled for ten.I walked in at 9:58.Darren was already seated on the right side of the table, tablet open. He gave a brief nod as I took my seat.“Start,” I said.The Brand Manager stood and activated the screen at
Angela's POVHis hand was still locked around my hips, tight enough that I couldn’t move even an inch.“Ahh… Aaron…”His name slipped from my lips, rough and unguarded. My breath hitched as my body writhed helplessly beneath his touch. His tong
Angela's POVI could feel the air tightening as their rivalry escalated.Aaron raised his paddle again.“One point three.”Ian smirked. “He’s so damn stubborn.”The auctioneer’s voice climbed with excitement. “We have one point three million. Do I hear one







