Se connecterIan's POV
I lounged back on the leather couch, one hand wrapped around a glass of whiskey. Low light reflected off the amber liquid.
A woman on my left poured me another drink without being asked. Another sat on my lap, leaning in, her mouth pressed to mine, tongue bold and unapologetic.
I kissed her back, deeper, rougher, until she let out a soft moan.
The VIP door opened.
Bass from the club downstairs bled into the room. Three of my men walked in. Th
Angela's POVI let out a slow breath before finally opening the car door.I stepped out.Beth got out from the driver’s side as well.“What are you doing here?”Aaron stood a few steps away from me, his expression as calm as ever.“We need to talk.”For some reason, hearing his voice again made my chest ache.I held his gaze.“There’s nothing left for us to talk about, Aaron.”His expression didn’t change.“Don’t forget. You still owe me, Angela.”My jaw tightened immediately.So that was why he was here?He had come all the way here just to talk about that?I stared at him.“You stopped our car just to talk about my debt?”“Yes.”His answer was so calm that it only made me more irritated.“Fine.”I crossed my arms over my chest.&l
Angela's POVI opened social media and found my feed filled with positive comments.Just watched your movie. Your acting was amazing.I want to see you in more movies.Keep doing what you’re doing, Angela.I’m sorry I kept judging you without knowing the truth.The hateful comments that had once filled every post were slowly disappearing.Instead, more and more positive ones were taking their place.I stared at the screen for a moment.I could barely recognize my own comment section anymore.Then I realized the name behind it all.A few days ago, Lyla had announced that she was taking a hiatus from the entertainment industry.In her statement, she had finally explained everything.About her and Aaron.About the rumors.And about me.She made it clear that she and Aaron had never been romantically involved, despite what people had been sa
Angela's POVFor a moment, I thought it was Aaron.But it was Beth.“Good morning.”She walked in with her bag and closed the door behind her.“Beth.”She gave me a small smile.“How are you feeling?”“A little better.”Beth walked over to my bed.“Good.”I still glanced toward the door before looking back at her.“Did you see Aaron out there earlier?”Beth frowned.“Aaron?”“Yeah.”She shook her head.“No. Why? Is he here?”I was quiet for a moment.“He was. He stayed here last night.”“He stayed over?”I nodded.“He stayed with me all night.”I glanced at the empty couch.“But when I woke up this morning, he was already gone.”Beth followed my gaze.
Angela's POV"He had plenty of chances to destroy you, Angela.”“But he didn’t.”“Even when you were in danger, he still chose to save you.”My chest tightened at her words.“But that’s not something I can answer for either of you.”Lyla slowly shook her head.“If you want to know how he really feels, I think that’s something the two of you need to talk about.”I gave her a small smile.For the first time, there was no tension between us.Lyla glanced toward the door.“I should probably let you get some rest.”“I think I’ve taken up enough of your time today.”I looked at her.“Thank you for coming.”A faint smile touched her lips.Lyla opened the door, then looked back at me one last time.“And, Angela?”“Yeah?”She
Angela's POV"You... you bought this for me?"Aaron gave a brief nod."Beth told me Bennett destroyed your phone."I stared at the phone box in my hands.For some reason, such a simple thing only made me understand him even less.I slowly looked up at him."You're making it harder and harder for me to understand you.""You hate me, and yet...""Enough, Angela," he cut me off."Don't try to understand me."I looked back down at the phone."I can't accept this."His jaw tightened."Why?""Because I already owe you too much."I gave him a bitter smile."I haven't even paid off the contract yet.""Not to mention everything else you've spent on me."I slowly shook my head."I don't even know when I'll be able to pay you back.""I don't want to owe you even more.""I never asked you to pay me back.""Then why are you doing this?"
Aaron's POVThe hospital room door clicked shut behind me as I headed for the elevator.The moment the doors slid open, the memory came rushing back.The twisted wreck.The stench of gasoline.Shattered glass scattered across the asphalt.The sedan carrying Angela had slammed straight into the guardrail, the entire front end was crushed beyond recognition.She'd been trapped inside.Unconscious.One of the officers smashed the passenger-side window while I forced the mangled door open with everything I had.I climbed inside.Reached for her.Unbuckled her seat belt."Angela."Her eyelids fluttered.For a brief second, her eyes met mine before the light in them began to fade."Stay with me."No response.I slipped one arm behind her back and the other beneath her knees, preparing to lift her out.Then...A blood-soaked hand clamped around Angela's wrist.Ian Bennett.Blood streamed down the side of his face, but the madness in his eyes hadn't faded."No!"With what little strength he h
Angela's POV"I panicked,” I said. “You showed up in the middle of the night, you looked like a burglar.”He raised an eyebrow, his gaze sharp.“A burglar?” His voice dropped, heavy with sarcasm. “This house has three layers of security. You
Angela's POV“It was Aaron,” I said quietly. “Aaron attacked me.”The room fell silent. I didn’t dare look up, but I could feel the shock in the air. When I finally raised my head, Aaron’s devastated stare hit me like a blow.Across the room, Victoria Bennett smiled—a small, knowing smirk, like she
Angela's POVI clenched my fists, trying to hold back the anger rising inside me. "Ian deserved it," I snapped. Victoria let out a soft laugh. "Deserved or not, that's not for you to decide. Rules only apply to people with power. And you and your little friend?""So because we don't have power, we
Angela's POVHe didn't say anything. He just looked at me deeply. Then he caught my hand and drew it against his chest. My breath hitched, my whole body frozen under the weight of that moment.“Angela,” his voice came rough, low enough it barely reached me. "You matter to me. I won't let anyone tou







