Semua Bab Falling For My Ex's Mafia Dad : Bab 91 - Bab 93

Aria began walking, slow, steady, purposeful, toward Lyla. Lyla’s heart pounded in her chest. She could see the storm brewing in Aria’s eyes, the kind that could no longer be silenced by tears or gentle words. Her throat tightened as Aria stopped directly in front of her. "You," Aria spat, her voice trembling with fury. "Ever since you came into this house, you’ve been inching your way closer to Damian. Don’t you get disgusted by yourself?" Lyla’s lips parted, but no words came. "You’re so shameless," Aria continued, her voice rising. "You’re lusting after your own uncle, do you even hear how sick that sounds? You’re cheap, Lyla. So cheap." Lyla’s face flushed with rage, shame, and embarrassment. Her hands clenched into fists at her sides. “Aria—” she started to speak, but Aria snapped. “Shut up!” Aria barked, loud and sharp, making everyone flinch. “Just be quiet, Lyla. Not a word from you.” Damian stepped forward, his voice low. “Aria, please—” “Enough!” Aria shout

Aria stormed into the bedroom, slamming the door behind her so hard the sound echoed through the entire mansion. Her hands trembled uncontrollably as she reached for the closet, yanking out clothes with tear-filled eyes, her breaths coming in broken sobs. Each dress she pulled out reminded her of a memory with Damian. Each shirt folded with love now felt like a lie stitched together by betrayal. Her suitcase lay open on the bed, waiting to carry away the pieces of her shattered life. She wiped her face with the back of her hand, but the tears wouldn’t stop. “I gave you everything,” she whispered to herself as she shoved another handful of clothes into the bag. “My heart, my trust… and you tore it apart.” The door creaked open behind her, and she froze for a moment before hearing his voice. “Aria…” Damian's voice was soft, hesitant, like he didn’t know what to say. She didn’t turn. “Don’t,” she said in a sharp breath, snatching another drawer open. “Don’t say a word.” He