MasukAria’s POV:I ignored Jay’s calls and hurried to my car and drove away; my phone rang.Checked the caller, and it was Ava. “Hey?”“Snitch, you had breakfast with Jay and didn’t even let me know.”I sighed heavily. “I am not in the mood, Ava.”“What happened? Did he hurt you?” She asked, and I sighed heavily; I shouldn’t be angry.I should be calm and handle things carefully.“No, so did Jay tell you we had breakfast?” I inquired because how did she know?“It’s all over social media; now everyone is wondering who exactly you are dating, Liam Styles or Jay Kings,” she explained, and I smacked my lips; it was that kid.“What does Liam have to say about it?” she added, and my brows furrowed; I heard her clearly but couldn’t understand her question.What does he have to say?“His girlfriend just had her first meal of the day with another man who kept smiling at her; does he really have nothing to say about it?”Oh, no. Was it going to cause a rift between Liam and me?I didn’t think much a
Aria’s POV:I walked down the car, and my eyes widened in disbelief when Liam leaned and placed a kiss on my forehead. “Good night, Burgundy,” he winked at me, got to his car, and drove away.I didn’t move; I just stood there staring at the car, which was already out of view.Felt an arm on my shoulder, closed my eyes tightly because I knew exactly who it was.“Hello, Mother.” I turned to her with a smile; she shook her head vigorously and kept staring at me without uttering a word.“Did you have dinner already?” I asked, and our gaze moved to the cab, which parked next to us.“That’s my ride. Aria, I am leaving.”I nodded and hugged her. “Take care, Mother.”“Don’t forget dinner tomorrow at Forever; be there at 6, okay?”“Of course, I will be there.” I waved at her; she got to the car, and it drove out.Finally, I sighed in relief; she didn’t ask about Liam, and that was a step forward, right? Liam didn’t even bother saying hi to her.After I was freshened up, I sat close to the wind
Aria’s POV:I smiled and watched him walk around the kitchen, busy cooking; his movements were swift, like he knew his way around the kitchen.He turned on the tap, and water splashed onto him. I laughed, and he glanced at me, and I couldn’t help but laugh more.Liam stared at his T-shirt, which was wet; he pulled it off, and his muscles strained. His chest looked so hard, and his physique—I could tell he constantly hit the gym because look at this abs.I had the urge to run my fingers down his chest and…“Ouch,” I screamed when he threw his T-shirt on my face, blocking my view.I pulled it away, and he now leaned close to me. “I don’t mind your gawking, but don’t be so shameless,” he muttered, and my face flushed.“You…you…” I pointed a finger at him angrily; he laughed and returned to cooking.Ahh.Someone kill me.A few minutes later he was done, served a plate, and placed it in front of me. The aroma was magic, and it looked so appetizing.“One minute.” I walked down the stool, hu
Aria’s POV:The cab dropped Sam at home first, but I didn’t go in with her; I had somewhere else to be. The ride was long before we arrived, Caleb and Law.Walked down the car and walked in with everyone’s gaze following me, got to Caleb’s office, and his secretary wasn’t at her desk, so I got to the door and pushed it open.He was with some clients, but I didn’t care about them. “Aria…” Caleb stood up with an anxious tone.This time around, he really crossed the line. I didn’t mind that he had mentioned Liam the last time he came to my parents' place, but how could he call my father to tell him about Liam’s visit?Was he trying to garner a place in Father’s heart or what? And at what expense? “What relationship do we have, Mr. Thompson?” I raised a brow with folded arms; his gaze moved to his clients, who stood up.“We will leave now.”“Sorry about this; I will make sure to reach out to you.” Caleb apologized before he walked them to the door; after they were gone, he shut the door
Liam’s POV:Finally, we were done with the game and could now focus on important matters. Julian called me before the game to tell me Salmon has been arrested because of a fight.Now he was in police custody and had pleaded us not to tell Rita about it.“Liam, let’s go, yeah?” Julian said, and I nodded.“Wait, we are all heading home for a drink; won’t you guys join?” Rita questioned.“We have some work; you girls go home first,” Julian answered, and we walked to my car before I drove out.“Man, are you being serious with Aria? You just got to America and didn’t even get to have a taste of our little blondes; you shouldn’t have rushed stuff,” he explained, and I really didn’t pay attention to his words.He was talented at speaking nonsense.Aria was losing her mind when she had no idea what relationship we shared; I didn’t want to see her doubt and question herself.I wanted her to be mine.To be happyAnd I don’t care about some blondes.“At least you won’t be giving out so much mone
Aria’s POV:Sam’s eyes grew in disbelief; she dropped her bag on my thighs. “I will replace her.”Huh?Was she going to play just to prove Alex wrong?Well, that was a good thing for me, but what if she gets injured?“Let it go, Sam. What if you get injured?”“Don’t worry, sister; they are not even professional players, so it will be as easy as makeup.”I hesitated for a while but let go.“Watch and learn.” She bumped into Alex’s shoulder as she walked away with Julian.Soon, she was dressed in blue sport attire, which was oversized.Sam opened her arms in disbelief, and I chuckled before giving her a thumbs up.Rita walked to us and occupied Sam’s spot and sighed heavily. “Luckily, I didn’t fall so hard.”“You did well,” I smiled at her, and she chuckled before pointing at Sam.“She looks so delicate; I hope she won’t get hurt.”“She is an outstanding player,” I assured Rita. She raised a brow and pointed at Liam’s hand around my shoulder. I shyly turned my attention to the game.They kept on play
Aria’s POV:I know who a prostitute is—someone you spend a night with once, and that’s it… Everything ends that night, and no one talks about it ever again because it was just a job.No feelings attached, no commitments. It was just an exchange that took place over a couple of hours, and no one is
Aria’s POV:What did he mean? How did we behave like kids? He disrespected me not just in private but also in public, so how is divorcing him a childish behavior?Our conversation got interrupted with a phone call; he sighed when he saw the call. “Go get dressed and come with me,” he ordered, and m
Aria’s POV:I returned home, freshened up, and sat by the window with my draft book in hand; I had no idea what I should write about.My gaze moved to the clock, and it was 8pm; maybe I should go to bed and try to come up with something.Wait, my brows furrowed when a bright light illuminated from
Liam’s POV:It was around 8am, and I was busy making frittata for the lady in my bedroom. I couldn’t take her home because she refused to tell me her home password, and I also couldn’t leave her in a hotel. And I couldn’t catch a wink all night; I watched her press her face tight on the pillow and







