Sixty-one

********Atlas POV*******

The gate automatically opened, and I drove my black SUV into an artistic yard. 

Once the vehicle stopped, I got down from the car and walked over to Aria, and waited for her to shut the door before taking her hand in mine and exciting her to the villa.

After entering the house, we were about to head upstairs when I saw Victor walking down the stairs, approaching us from the opposite direction.

“Atlas!” Victor mumbled, walking towards me.

When he reached the last stair, he frowned and asked, “Why are you holding her hand like you guys are some kind of a couple.”