All Chapters of Her Secret, His Obsession : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Aria’s POV “It’s basically a combination of a pop-up sale and a fan meeting. Nothing to stress over, all you have to do is smile, take a few pictures, and sign whatever they want you to sign on.” My assistant says. We are currently heading to the pop-up sale and fan meeting of Lumiere Global. Honestly, I have been stressing about it all day and I guess I haven’t been doing a good job of hiding it. I have never had one-on-one interactions with ‘fans’ before. I am not even sure I have those. What fans? What do they like about me? There is really nothing to like. I know that because I have seen people saying it in my comment section and all over blog posts. I have seen comments questioning my boyfriend for being with me, asking what I have to offer.“I am not sure anyone would be there to see me,” I mumble under my breath. Layla heard me anyway. “Trust me, there will be a lot of people there to see you. You have over two million followers on Instagram now and it is still counting an

Aria’s POV “You want to tell me what is bothering you?” Ronan asks as we get ready for bed. I look at him through the mirror and find him sitting on the bed, watching me with so much concern and worry that it makes my heart race a bit. He looks good too. He always looks good. The sight of him might be a little bit bad for my heart really. Fresh out of the shower, his wet hair is beautifully scattered on his head with a few droplets of water running down his chest. My eyes follow the movement of the water as it disappears into his towel. Yeah, kind of wish I were that little droplet right now. “Focus baby.” He says with a cocky grin. I roll my eyes at him through the mirror. “Maybe put on some clothes then.” “You like me better with no clothes.” That’s true but he is also distracting without clothes on. “You wish.” I retort weakly. “So, what’s wrong? Tell me.” Of course, he saw through my lame attempt to change the topic. I am yet to decide if telling Ronan about Adrian is

Aria’s POV The little coffee shop that Aurora picked for our lunch date is cozy, warm, and very bright. It’s very bright in here. The coffee shop is situated in a small, quiet corner, tucked between a florist and a boutique. From the outside, it’s not flashy but on stepping inside, it feels like another world entirely. The aesthetic in here is definitely colors. It kind of feels like a unicorn threw up in here and the content is rainbow, splashes of colors. It’s still cute and cozy and very kid friendly too. I am about five minutes early. I wrapped up the brand meeting early so I just decided to show up. I take a seat in one of the free chairs and I bring out my phone to send a quick text to Aurora. Me: I am at the coffee shop. I know I am a little bit early so take your time. I added a few emojis in there so she knows I am being playful. She replies almost immediately. Aurora: Oh my gosh, I am running a little late but I will be there soon. I promise. Me: Take your time. Au

The kiss is hard and punishing but I take it. I need it. His mouth devours mine without holding back, biting and nipping at my lips like I am his favorite meal. I bury my finger in his hair, pulling him closer to me. With frantic movements, I push his jacket off his shoulder, my fingers finds its way to his tie, pulling it off his neck. Ronan pulls back from the kiss and starts kissing down my neck. I unbutton his shirt with shaky hands as he palms my breast through my top and squeezes. “Have you been going around without a bra, baby?” He asks, rolling my nipples between his thumb and forefinger. I moan and try to concentrate on the buttons on his shirt. “They make me uncomfortable…” I answer. He hums as he pulls my top over my head, the fabric falls and pools around our feet. His eyes hungrily take in my breast like he has never seen them before. He cups them in both hands and squeezes softly before drawing one between his lips. I throw my head back and let out a moan. “Oh fuc

Aria’s POVI didn’t realize how much I missed this place until I got here, standing in front of Mia’s door. I raise my hand and knock on the door, I could use my key but I am trying to be polite. The door flies open before I can knock the second time. Mia comes into view in a ridiculously large shirt; her face is devoid of makeup, and her hair is tied in a messy bun on her head. Again, she is glowing, literally glowing. “You know, I think pregnancy suits you a little too much. You are glowing.” I blurt out. She scoffs and rolls her eyes. “It’s good to finally see you too, Aria.” She says sarcastically as she walks into the house leaving me to follow behind her. “I was starting to think I would never get to see you again.” She adds dramatically. I laugh as I close the door behind me. “Now, you are just being dramatic. We talk over the phone all the time.” She stops in the middle of the living room and puts her hands on her hips. “That’s not the same and you know that. You said yo