LOGINAria’s POV Nathan flipped the folder open, and I practically lunged forward to get a better look, my heart hammering against my ribs like it wanted to escape my chest. Property listings? That’s what greeted me. Page after page of property listings, all stamped with names I recognized instantly. Hayes Industries and Cross Global Enterprise. Co-owned assets: buildings, warehouses, some kind of shipping port I didn’t even know my father had any involvement in. “What is this?” I asked, flipping through the pages of the folder. “Your father took out a loan,” Nathan said, watching me carefully. “Years ago. Before you were even old enough to understand what any of this meant.” “A loan? For what?” I asked giving him a confused look. “To keep Hayes Industries afloat. Your father’s business was drowning, Aria. Bad investments and bad decisions. My father bailed him out.” I stared at him, waiting for the part where this became the huge, earth-shattering secret everyone in
Aria’s POV My phone buzzed on the nightstand just as I was contemplating whether raiding Nathan’s closet counted as a productive use of my morning. Liam. “Please tell me you have something,” I said, not even bothering with a hello. “Aria.” His voice sounded off. Oh, oh. That’s never a good sign. For all the years I’ve known Liam, he has never sounded this serious or unsure. “That’s not a good ‘Aria.’ That’s a bad news ‘Aria.’” “I asked around. Talked to a few of my uncle’s old contacts, people who used to do business with your dad back in the day.” I felt my heart beating loudly in my chest. The suspense was killing me. “And?” “And nothing. Every single one of them clammed up the second I mentioned the Hayes and Cross.” My stomach dropped. “What do you mean clammed up?” “I mean they got weird, Aria. Like actually uncomfortable. One guy straight up told me it’s ‘none of my business’ and hung up on me. Another one changed the subject so fast I got whiplash
Aria’s POV I couldn’t bring myself to sleep. No matter how hard I tried I couldn’t go to bed. Just go to bed Aria. Close your eyes. Come on, you got this. Yeah, easier said than done when the man I supposedly hate is spooning me like it’s the most natural thing in the world. I tried counting sheep, I tried counting anything actually but my mind kept circling back to the same infuriating question — what did he mean about my father? Businessmen lie a lot, he’d said. Ask your father, he knows a lot about that. What was that supposed to mean? Just when I wanted to press further, he grabbed me by my ass and basically hauled me off to bed. He was clearly avoiding my question. Nathan didn’t say things by accident. I’d figured that much out since the day my father shoved me down that aisle in my sister’s wedding dress like I was some kind of last-minute substitute. Alexa. God, where was she? Months of silence. Months of my father acting like his eldest daught
Aria’s POVI fucking hate Nathan.I wish he were six feet under.I sat by the edge of the bed absolutely fuming.He was in his study, face deep in whatever documents or folders he was sorting while I was here raging.Why does that to their own wife?!He just left me like this?I'm a horny mess!Worst part is I don't even know a thing in the world about how to touch myself.In a horny taste, gets me riled up and feral just to leave me because I didn’t say what exactly I wanted.This is torture.He did this on purpose.Yeah he did, he wants to see me suffer.He is punishing me for my attitude at his parents' estate.It's not my fault for wanting a divorce. Divorce but don't punish me like this. How the hell does he expect me to go to bed knowing he left me horny as hell?It’s not fair.“Maybe I should get a toy?” I murmured to myself.Yeah, I’m fucked.Debating to get a toy?Come on Aria you’re better than this.All through getting my degree I never let any guy make me so turned on and
Aria’s POV Sometimes life decides to play silly games on me. Today was one of those times. I tried my best to avoid making eye contact with Nathan but I could feel his eyes burning holes into the back of my head. I know I’m gorgeous and all but take your eyes off me, man. “Stop staring at me.” “You were staring at me earlier, I think it’s fair I get to stare at you too.” I gulped, Nathan came closer to me. Close enough that I could feel his breath fanning against my face. That rich intoxicating scent of his perfume filled my nostrils. “You can stare all you want, I won’t charge you.” A small smirk appeared on his face, my cheeks burned hot in embarrassment. Could this day get any worse? Just kill me already. “Why are you running?” His question threw me off guard, I stared at him silently. I had no idea how to answer that question, and he sure as hell won’t like my answer. How do I tell him that I’m scared of getting attached to him? I’m scared he is going to choose
Aria’s POV “Did you tell him?” I asked narrowing my eyes at her. “About what, Mrs Cross?” she squeaked. “Don’t ‘Mrs Cross’ me,” I snapped. “Did you tell Nathan about the dress? About the plan. About me wanting a divorce.” Hailey gulped and shook her head frantically “What?” “Don’t what me Hailey!” She flinched, her hands fiddling with her dress. She was acting hella suspicious. “I didn’t tell boss anything, I swear.” “Really?” I crossed my arms. “Really, I promise I didn’t say a word.” “His parents were really nice to me!” I grabbed her shoulders, staring at her as she looked around the room trying to avoid my gaze. “I swear I didn’t-“ I cut her off with a wave of my hand, studying her face intently. She was sweating, and no, I’m not a detective, but I do watch a lot of crime shows, so I know when a person is lying. “Hailey.” My voice was stern and my grip on her shoulder tightened. “Mrs Cross I swear I didn’t say anything.” Her voice cracked, tears







