The familiar black limousine pulled up in front of her house.Aria couldn’t handle the loud pounding in her chest as she looked at the car.She wanted to chicken out and run.She had asked him several times to tell her where she would stay, but he only chuckled.And she wouldn’t exactly say that it was a reassuring chuckle.A man dressed in black from head to toe came out of the car and bowed at her. She felt shy at his gesture.“Hello,” she said to him.“Hello ma’am, please permit me to carry your bag,” he said to her, and she nodded frantically.“Of course, thank you,” she said as she let go of the box handle. “And I’m not ma’am. Please call me Aria.”He only bowed to her and went away with her box.She looked at the car. The windows were tinted; she couldn’t see a thing from outside, and that only made her heartbeat pick up again.Was he watching her through the window?She walked slowly to the car, and the same man hurriedly came in front of her and opened the door.She bowed than
It’s been 7 days since he had seen her, called her. And it felt like he was losing it.It was because she was his mate, he told himself.How many people could go without their mate even for a day after meeting them?He was doing a fucking great job.But he had looked at his phone for what felt like the 100th time that afternoon.No, it wasn’t because he wanted to call his stand-in assistant for lunch, or because he wanted to confirm a deal with a client.No. He wanted to talk to Aria. He wanted to talk to his mate.What’s worse, he didn’t only want to talk to her. He was left imagining how she smelled for the past days, but it seemed harder today.It wouldn’t do.He wanted to smell her. His wolf wanted her.He had waited so long that now he was beginning to question why he had been waiting.It was either he rejected her or he mated her. He didn’t see himself rejecting her, not willingly. Not that he was in love with her but...He liked her enough to go against his father.But she wasn
Everything wasn’t normal. In fact, in the past months, everything had been a little bit too confusing. For instance, why was there a rose and a handwritten note on the desk she usually sat on? She didn’t even look at what was in it. She reluctantly brought the rose to her nose and smelt it, but that was that. She was worried—a couple of things were really bugging her, and she wasn’t about to treat them as nothing anymore. She could swear she saw him stiffen the moment she asked him that question. She took him unawares, and just when she was about to be sure that he was hiding something, he chuckled. What was he? Who was he? What was he hiding? It was almost the end of the semester, exams were approaching, and she couldn’t be more happy. Though she worried ifshe should be. With Asher in her life now, it seemed to turn a full 360 in nothing more than a minute. She was deep in thought, and she genuinely didn’t know when her friends came in and sat down beside her. Of course, they heard h
The pain woke her up from sleep,Aria winced as she jolted back to wakefulness. Her legs hurt, her arms ached so badly she wanted to take them off. If she had a choice, she would prefer to keep her eyes closed. She didn’t want to see anyone, she didn’t want to continue in that line of torture. But what lied beneath her was soft, unlike the hard ground she was kneeling on earlier Aria realized she was on the bed. She opened her eyes and looked at her surroundings. She was in her room, the windows were opened and the light from outside beamed through the shields. She sat up. It was the most painful sitting up in the history of sitting up. Her joints were aching so badly. She tried to remember the last thing that happened the previous day but she couldn’t. She could only remember how she was forced to kneel down while being tied down with a tie. She looked down at herself, she still had her bra on but she was wearing something else. She definitely wasn’t wearing this lon
Asher pulled her into her apartment the moment they reached their destination. His grasp on her wrist was tight and uncomfortable.She tried to wriggle out of his hold as she complained, but he didn’t budge.“You’re hurting me,” she complained, trying to hit him and pull back.“Good,” he said without looking back.She felt awful. He was manhandling her, and she didn’t like it. She was grateful that she had removed her heels immediately after they entered the car. She had felt stuffed.If she hadn’t, with the way he was pulling her, she would have broken a leg.She felt the heat coming off his body. It felt intimidating. It was scary.He looked and felt suddenly scary.It was like she was feeling his anger. She couldn’t exactly explain that, though, but she knew.He threw her onto the first couch they approached. She fell hard into it, her hair scattering and covering her face. She almost hit her head.“The hell, Ash? Stop!” she screamed.“I haven’t even started yet,” he said as he mad
Nathan looked like he was about to be entertained, and Aria knew there was no saving her from Asher’s wrath. He told her not to move. Also, she hated that she was beginning to see double of him. She shouldn’t have taken the cocktails. Alex stood behind Aria, so she didn’t notice the way he instinctively took a step back. But on second thought, a conniving smile lurked on his lips. “Asher,” he said with a tough voice and strong stance. Asher’s gaze moved to Alex leisurely… he would deal with Aria later. “I do not like to repeat myself,” he said to Alex with a warning look. Alex arched his brow. “Sorry, I missed it the first time,” he said innocently. A low growl escaped Asher’s throat, and he would have pounced on Alex if Nate hadn’t given a warning cough. Aria was present; he would have ripped his body limb from limb. “Easy,” Alex said with a smile. Asher scoffed. Alex was an excuse of an alpha. He only acted so tough and daring because he was sure Asher wouldn’t do anything to him in