All Chapters of Her Secret, His Obsession : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Ronan’s POV‘HELP!' I get an ominous text from my personal assistant but I ignore it. It has to be some kind of mistake. It's been four days since we arrived in Italy and after the first very brief meeting with Ben on that first day, I haven't so much as stepped out of my room. I spend half the day thinking about how to get out of this tiny mess I am in. I can get out of it well enough without any scratch on myself but my main concern here is Damien. I knew from the moment I got the text from the St Claire Company that Damien was responsible for it. It's just the kind of shitty things he does, things that I have been letting go. I let all of his shit slide because he is like a brother to me. As an only child, Damien was the closest thing I had to a sibling while growing up. We attended the same school, we were literally always together and quite close until we were no longer close anymore. It all started the moment my grandma made it clear that she wanted me to take over the Traffo

Aria's POV I look up at Ronan from my position on the bed. His black hair is all over the place, as if he has been running his fingers through it, or maybe he was pulling on it. I still can't get used to seeing him in casual clothes, my heart can't seem to handle it.Even though I'm in so much pain right now, even though it feels like my uterus is about to come out of my body, it doesn't change the fact that I still think this man is hot as hell and the fact that I want him to hold me. Just hold me in his arms, nothing sexual or anything. I just need him to hold me and... maybe give me belly rubs."Are you okay? Is the pain that bad? Are you in some kind of shock?" Ronan's concerned voice draws me back to reality. His brows furrowed and his eyes were wide with worry.I almost smile. "What?"He sighs and sits down on the edge of the bed. He holds up different bags and shakes them."I was saying that I got everything you might need. I didn't know which one to buy." He pauses and his ey

Ronan's POV I turn on the shower and make the water as cold as it can get. I need it, a cold shower. Something to bring me back to my senses. I have gone mad. Raving and completely mad. That's the only feasible way to explain this...madness going on in my head because it can't be anything other than madness. I have gone completely crazy, batshit crazy. I have been acting like a freaking teenager that just got his first taste of sex, a kid that just discovered what sex is. My penis, especially seems to have developed a mind of its own. And I only have Red to blame for it. You know what they say about when you want something or when you miss something, you see them everywhere? Everything reminds you of them? Yeah, that might not be a saying but that's exactly the situation I have found myself in. She has been the object of my dreams and my nightmares too. I see her everywhere, I think about her every fucking time. I daydream, me! Ronan freaking Trafford! Is out here daydreaming a

Aria's POV "You slept with him?" Mia screams. Good going, now all her neighbors will get an earful of my private life. "Literally, Mia. We slept together on the bed. That's all we did, sleep." I repeat myself. That was what I said initially but Mia only heard what she wanted to hear. She grins like a crazy woman. "He got you panties, pads, tampons, a shit load of other things and he still gave you belly rubs just because you asked for it?" She asks. I roll my eyes at her. "I already said that before." "I just wanted to be sure I heard you correctly." She says. "He was worried. He probably thought I was going to die or something." I explain and she nods. "Yeah, I know. I know how your period looks, sweetheart. You always look like you are about to die." She supplies and seems to shudder at the visuals. "Thank you very much for the compliment," I say sarcastically. She ignores me. "So what's up? What have you done? How is Italy treating you?" She asks. "Nothing, nothing is up

Aria's POV "No," Ronan says. "No? But..." I pause, unsure of what to say. "You promised." Technically, he didn't promise me anything. He glares at me. "I didn't." "You said you would help me take the picture," I say. It kind of sounds like a whine, though. "And I did." He retorts. I scoff. "They are shit though." I blurt out without thinking. He takes a moment to look at me and I realize what I just said and who I just said it to. We have been talking for so long, he has engaged me longer than he usually would that I completely forgot he is my boss. "Oops. That came out wrong." I say with a sheepish smile. "What I meant to say, sir, is that the picture came out wrong and I just need to change direction so you can take another picture for me," I repeat myself. He shakes his head. "The pool is too deep on that side. I can't risk it." I sigh. Yeah, I should have gone for those swimming lessons. "But...you can swim." I try to convince him. "Yes, I can. But like I said, I am