Semua Bab SUBMITTING TO MY FATHER’S DRIVER : Bab 91 - Bab 100

ARIA POVThe look Adrian passed me made me shift backwards instantly in fear. And no, it was not fear of him hurting me, because deep down I knew Adrian would rather cut off his own hand than intentionally hurt me.But the fear of the pure rage radiating from him that it made the entire atmosphere around us feel dangerous.He looked absolutely furious. His chest was rising heavily beneath his black shirt, his jaw was clenched, and I could physically see the muscle twitching beneath his skin, while his dark eyes burned with the kind of anger that made people step out of a man’s way instinctively.And somehow? That terrified me more than shouting would have.I kept taking small steps backwards unconsciously while Adrian slowly moved forward toward me at the same pace, his eyes never leaving my face for even one second.We continued like that for several seconds until my back hit the cold brick wall behind me hard enough to force a soft gasp out of my lips.My breathing became uneven ins

ADRIAN POV “I fucking have to tell her the whole truth about me,” I muttered for what was probably the tenth time that morning, pacing aggressively across Dylan’s apartment while my brain felt seconds away from completely short-circuiting. The cigarette between my fingers had already burned out halfway without me even noticing, the ashes dropping onto the expensive wooden floor while sunlight passed through the massive window. Dylan sat on the kitchen counter watching me like I had finally lost my mind. Which honestly? Maybe I had. Because less than twenty-four hours ago my biggest concern had been revenge. Killing Victor Bennett, destroying Ethan Hayes. Stopping a wedding that never should have existed in the first place. Now suddenly all I could think about was Aria sitting in the backseat of my car yesterday with tear-swollen eyes while admitting she was carrying my child. My child, Jesus Christ. This was getting too much for me. Even now the words still didn’t feel r

ARIA POVI hadn’t even managed to sit down properly before my father suddenly grabbed a thick black file from beside him and flung it aggressively across the glass table toward me hardly that it slid towards my direction, before stopping directly in front of me. Immediately my stomach tightened, I felt an uneasiness feeling creep in, because something about the atmosphere around him made me know something was wrong. My Father was rarely emotional, even when he was, he doesnʼt show it. Because even during business crises or arguments, he usually carried himself with the same cold, billionaire composure that made everybody around him nervous without understanding why. But right now something was frightening in his expression, and somehow that terrified me more than his yelling. For some seconds I simply stared at the file resting in front of me while my heartbeat slowly increased with each second that passed by because deep down my instincts were already screaming that whatever was

ADRIAN POVBefore I could even properly process Victor Bennett saying my real name out loud, Aria suddenly rushed toward me quickly, so that I barely had enough time to react.The first slap landed across my face. The loud music filled the massive living room, making everything turn silent. .“Fucking bastard!” she screamed.Then another slap came immediately after, then another, and another, until the fifth slap. I didn’t stop her, nor grab her wrists, I didnʼt even try to move away.I just stood there while she kept hitting me repeatedly with her now shaking hands, coupled with her entire body shaking violently from rage, heartbreak, betrayal, and grief all at once while tears streamed uncontrollably down her face.Each slap burned my skin, making me turn my face sideways slightly, but honestly? None of them hurt anywhere near as much as the expression in her eyes right now.Because Aria wasn’t only angry, she looked emotionally destroyed and completely shattered. She looked like s

ARIA POV“What are you claiming?”The words came out weaker than I intended, because at this point my entire body felt numb from shock, confusion, grief, and emotional exhaustion all together. Nothing felt real to me anymore, even myself. I stood there staring between both men while my chest rose unevenly, because somehow within the span of one night, everything I thought I knew about my life had been ripped apart, and I no longer recognised the world around me.And the worst part? Neither of them looked surprised anymore, they didn’t look shocked by any of this.Adrian stared at me silently for minutes after my question, and somehow that silence frightened me more than anything else tonight.Because his face looked exhausted now, he looked like someone who had spent years carrying hatred to destroy a person from the inside out while still forcing himself to survive through it.Then finally, he spoke.“I’m claiming,” he said slowly, his voice was low now, “that your father turned yo