All Chapters of Her Secret, His Obsession : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Aria's POV "Good girl." Ronan leans down and cups my ass in his hands. "Jump." He orders and I quickly do as he says, wrapping my legs around his waist, my heels digging into his back. He holds me up with one hand and grabs my chin with the other before, guiding my lips to his. The kiss is slow and passionate. His tongue traces the seam of my lips and I close my lips around his tongue and suck him. He lets out a groan and blindly starts heading to his bedroom, never breaking the kiss. He manages to find the bedroom and he pins me against the door, trailing kisses down my neck, sucking on my skin hard enough to leave marks. I don't mind it. I don't question any of it. I don't stop it. I take everything he is giving without question. His movement is slow and steady. I bury my finger in his hair, pushing his face closer as he peppers kisses all over my breast. Callused hands palm my breast, pinching my nipples. I let out a sigh and throw my head back, grinding my pussy against his

Aria's POVRonan's smile disappears and his face becomes grim. "Why?" He asks. Ignoring his question, I shift and move out of his arm, and he lets me go without holding me back, immediately missing the warmth. I get out of bed and try not to flinch from the pain down there. I can feel Ronan's eyes on me, watching my every move. I grab his discarded shirt and throw it on. We can't have this conversation if I am buck naked and he is looking at me like I am the only thing that exists in this world. I would give in faster than you can imagine. "Why can't you stay, Ari?" He repeats. I stop pretending to be busy and I face him. I get distracted by his incredible abs, which are on display, and I mentally thank him for putting on his underwear earlier. I avert my gaze and swallow. "You know I can't stay," I answer him. He shakes his head and sits upright. "No, I don't know. I don't know anything." I think fast. "I have work. I have to go to work tomorrow and I..." He gets out of bed an

Aria’s POV Lunch comes earlier than I wanted. I have not been able to shake the dread that has been swimming in the pit of my stomach since I received the text from my brother. I hate hearing from Adrian and I know it shouldn't be like that. Normal siblings love each other, maybe they can't stand each other sometimes but most of the time, there is usually some affection hidden under the animosity. The same thing cannot be said for Adrian and me. We have never gotten along. Not even as kids. Not when our parents were alive and especially not after they passed. Adrian was their golden child. Not to speak ill of the dead, but my parents were what you will call, extremely old-fashioned, Adrian is their only male child and they cherished him way more than they ever cherished me, it wasn't a secret. Everyone around us knew, I knew, Adrian knew and he milked it. He was always whining about the smallest things, he wanted the things I had, and he always got his way no matter what. I still d

Aria's POV I wake up a bit disoriented and confused, naked as the day I was born. The familiar smell of Ronan's shampoo and cologne makes me relax a bit. I'm not in some strange place. Then it all comes back to me. I came to his hotel. I wanted to tell him the truth and I...we got carried away. My skin turns hot when I remember the things he did to me and the way I was screaming his name shamelessly. Then I remember. Adrian. Twenty-four hours. I sit up in the bed so fast, I almost get a whiplash. The bed is empty. Ronan is nowhere to be found. I touch my hair and let out a small sigh of relief when I notice that my wig is still very much intact. I look around for my phone or something to show me what the time says. I spot the little digital clock on his bedside table. 11:45pm. I relax a bit. It's not morning yet. I barely slept for two hours but it feels like I have been asleep the whole day. "You are awake," Ronan says. His voice sounds nothing like he usually does when he i

Aria's POV One week since the news broke and if you go on the internet right now and search for 'the most hated woman on the surface of earth', my face would be right there, plastered on the front page. They probably won't even write my name correctly, not that they don't know how to spell it or they don't know what my name actually is, I think it's just everyone's way of telling me off. I feel like shit right now. I have been feeling like shit all week long. Everyone hates me. I mean everyone. Every single person, including those I have never met before in my entire existence, and especially women. They hate me. I don't care much about what everyone thinks or what everyone feels. I only care about one person right now. Ronan. And he hates me. Ronan hates me. Which is very much justified. I mean, he didn't say it to me directly but I could tell. It was in the way he wouldn't even look at me, the way he wouldn't let me touch him, and the way he called me Ms Winslow. I can't eve