Todos los capítulos de Twisted Obsession: The Billionaires Virgin Bride: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 68

ARIAThe shower is the first thing I do after the day’s weight finally lifts.Hot water pounds my shoulders as I rub them with my jasmine body wash. I stand under the rainfall head until my skin turns pink, letting the heat soak into every sore muscleI step out, towel off, and slip into the emerald silk satin nightdress I bought recently. The fabric is cool and slippery, clinging to every curve, the neckline plunging so low my nipples are barely covered, the hem barely reaching mid-thigh.I pour a glass of the Barolo we opened two nights ago; it's dark, rich, and tastes of black cherry and spice. One glass becomes two. The wine hits fast on an empty stomach; the warmth spreads through my chest, loosening my limbs and making my skin tingle. By the third glass, I’m pleasantly buzzed—head light, inhibitions gone, and my sex drive roaring to life like someone flipped a switch.I carry the glass and bottle out to the terrace.New York glitters below with endless lights and endless lives,

DANTEI wake before dawn with Aria sprawled across my chest, her silk nightdress twisted around her waist, and her hair a wild mess across the pillow. The terrace doors are still open, letting in the cool morning air that carries the faint sounds of the city waking up.Last night was exactly what we both needed, a raw, primal release of all the tension that's been building since this nightmare with her family began. But now, in the quiet before the storm, reality settles back in.The estate distribution is in two days.Richard Sinclair is planning something.Torres is still out there.And I still don't know what threat I'm preparing for.I ease out from under Aria carefully, letting her settle back into the pillows. She murmurs something unintelligible but doesn't wake. I pull a blanket over her, close the terrace doors, and head to my office.Viktor is already there when I arrive, looking like he hasn't slept. Knowing him, he probably hasn't."Tell me you have something," I say, pour

ARIA"Aria, wait." My mother's voice is small and desperate. "Please. Can we talk?""No.""But sweetheart, you don't understand—""I understand perfectly. You chose money over me. All of you did." I look around the table. "You have your inheritance now. That's what you should get. Consider it your payment for destroying any relationship we might have had.""You self-righteous bitch," Emma hisses. "You think you're so much better than us, so morally superior. But you're just spiteful. You could have helped us, and you chose not to out of pure spite.""No, Emma. I chose not to reward people who tried to murder me. There's a difference." I gather my purse. "Enjoy your ten million dollars. I hope it's worth what you paid for it."Uncle Richard stands abruptly, his chair scraping loudly. "You think this is over? You think you've won?"Dante is on his feet instantly, positioning himself between Richard and me. "Careful, Richard.""Or what? You'll have me arrested on your fabricated evidence

ARIA"When did this conversation happen?""Two months before your wedding." Vivienne's voice is soft. "Before everything fell apart. Marcus was already planning to betray you, Aria. The affair with me? That was his backup plan when I refused to go after Dante.""But you did have an affair with him.""Yes. Because he convinced me that you were the reason I was unhappy, that you had everything I deserved. And I was stupid enough, jealous enough, to believe him." She wipes at her eyes. "But the whole time, his real target was never you. It was Dante."I sink onto a nearby stool, my legs unable to hold me."Why are you telling me this now?""Because Marcus called me again yesterday. He's planning something new, something involving both you and Dante. He wouldn't give me details, but he was excited. Said everything was finally falling into place." She crouches in front of me. "Aria, I know you hate me. I know you'll never forgive me for what I did. But Marcus is dangerous in ways even I di