AARON’s POVThe guy's expression shifted from smug to defiant, his gaze challenging. "Oh, really? Well, she doesn't seem too unhappy to talk to me." I resisted the urge to clench my jaw, my patience wearing thin. "I suggest you find someone else to talk to before I decide to make it very clear who she's here with." “Hey man,it is just a harmless talk. Just getting to know your….wife. Besides she didn’t tell me she had a husband,” He had a sly smile on his face and tried to pat me on the shoulder but I was quick enough to back away and sent him a death glare.“Nonsense,” Bella disagreed.”I clearly told you I was married and even showed you my wedding band on my finger. But it didn’t deter you,did it?” The bastard. “You have to start walking away now,” I said,my voice firm.”While you still have legs to walk.” The tension hung in the air for a beat before the guy finally relented, sauntering away with a frown.I turned my attention back to Bella, who raised an amused eyebrow. "You

BELLA’S POVI observed the way her gaze lingered on him and how the smiles were about to split her face into two. She was obviously trying so hard to engage in small talk with him. My brows furrowed as I continued to watch, my curiosity giving way to a growing discomfort. Wasn’t she supposed to focus on her work and stop with the talking? "How's the pressure? Is this comfortable for you?" she asked, her voice almost a purr. Aaron's voice, warm and polite, drifted across the room. "Yes, that's perfect. Thank you." Her fingers lingered and her movements were becoming more deliberate. Of course,I could not always keep my mouth shut,sorry.I had to say what was on my mind. I couldn't hold back any longer. "Excuse me," I called out, The therapist turned her attention toward me, her smile faltering slightly. "Yes, ma'am?" I took a deep breath, my irritation evident as I spoke "Why are you touching him like that?" The therapist's confusion was clear and she blinked in surprise. "

BELLA’s POV“Oh really?” I raised a brow.“Yes. There is just this aura you have around you that is impossible to miss.And I definitely missed your scent and also the beautiful way you smile.” He told me and I stood there,short of words for a second.“Well uh—that’s great,” I said as I brushed a stray hair away from my face,tucking it behind my ear.“I could see you and my brother actually had so much fun on your honeymoon. Didn’t know he had it in him to be a gentleman. Or maybe it was just for show?”I narrowed my eyes at him.”For show? What do you mean?” I searched his face wondering if he knew something.“Yeah. Aaron isn’t usually like that,all sweet and very romantic around women. Sorry to say,he is a big flirt and everything he does is to get them into his bed.”“Well it’s either you don’t know your brother well enough or he has actually changed. Besides,” I folded my arms.”He is actually married to me and isn’t gonna fool around like he used to.”“Oh are you sure about that?”

AARON’s POVMy protests fell on deaf ears as the police officers, accompanied by my security guards, began to methodically search the house. Every room, every corner, was meticulously examined, as if the very walls held secrets that needed to be unearthed.As the minutes ticked by, tension thickened the air, and my frustration gave way to a simmering anger. I watched helplessly as they went through my belongings, their presence an invasion of my privacy that left me feeling violated.Cole's voice broke through the tense silence. "This is absurd! There's no way Aaron is involved in anything like this. You're wasting your time."The lead officer shot him a steely look, his grip tightening on the search warrant. "We have a duty to investigate any credible information we receive. That includes following up on leads, no matter who is involved."Time seemed to stretch on as the search continued.What had led them to believe I was involved in something so heinous? I couldn't wrap my head arou

AARON’s POV“I have no fucking idea man,” I sighed.Cole seemed to be lost in thought."Aaron," he finally turned to me, his voice edged with frustration, "do you think the security guards could have had access inside the house?"I leaned against the table, my mind racing as I considered his question. "No, Cole," I replied firmly, my tone steady. "The security guards don't have access inside the house. Only one person does."Cole's brows shot up in surprise. "Who?""The cleaner," I said, watching his reaction closely. "She's the only one with a key card that can bypass the security measures."Cole's face twisted in thought as he processed this information. "So, you're saying the house wasn't broken into?"I nodded, a sinking feeling settling in the pit of my stomach. "Exactly. The locks are intact, the alarms weren't triggered. It's as if whoever entered knew exactly how to get in without leaving a trace."He let out a frustrated sigh, running a hand through his hair. "Dammit, Aaron.