All Chapters of Two Times Mrs Weston : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

ARIA'S POVThe moment we stepped through the doors, I forgot how to breathe.The club was unlike anything I had ever imagined. Dim lighting casts everything in shades of deep crimson and gold. The air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and raw sex. Music pulsed through the space: low, sensual, vibrating through the floor, and up into my bones.My heels clicked against the marble floor as Xavier led me inside, his hand firm on the small of my back. My eyes struggled to adjust to take in everything at once.And then I saw them.On a massive velvet couch in the centre of the room, a group of people were tangled together in ways that made my breath hitched. Bodies pressed against bodies. Moans filled the air, desperate and unashamed. A woman was straddling a man while another knelt between her legs. Someone else was on their knees, mouth full with a thick cock, eyes closed in bliss. The sounds: wet, rhythmic, pleading… echoed around the space.My body reacted before my brain co

ARIA'S POV“Good morning, baby.” Xavier's raspy voice filled my ears from behind, his arm tightening around my waist.I raised his hand to my lips and placed a kiss on the back of it. “Morning, Xavier.”“Aria, I was thinking.” His fingers traced the curve of my ass. “Can we do it…”“No.” I pushed his hand off me. “I'm not in the mood.”“Baby, please.” His hand found its way to my breast.“Get off me, Xavier. Get your clothes and get out.”“Is this it?” I felt him sit up behind me. “Is this the part where you throw a few dollars at me and tell me I did a bad job last night? Like a one-night stand?”I pressed a hand to my mouth to stifle my laugh, my shoulders shaking against the pillow.“Aria, I'm your husband. And I know I did a fucking good job at pleasing you last night.” He added.“Yeah, whatever.”“Really, Aria?” He leaned over me. “That's all you're going to say? It's only been a month of marriage and you're tired of me already?”Oh my goodness. Why does he have to be so dramati

ARIA'S POV There were two cars waiting for us as we stepped out. Xavier and I climbed in one while Reed insisted on taking the other with Jane.“Wow…” I breathed, pressing closer to the window.My eyes darted from one gleaming skyscraper to another, taking in the glass towers, the elegant streets, and the city buzzing with life beneath them.“So this is Porta Nuova?” I whispered, unable to tear my gaze away. “It's even more beautiful than the pictures.”A smile spread across my face as I continued staring out the window.“I can't believe I'm actually here.”Xavier chuckled beside me. “I told you, baby. You'd love it.”I turned to him, still grinning like a child on Christmas morning. “This place is breathtaking.”Soon, we got to our destination and stepped out of the car.My jaw dropped as I took in the building in front of me.The villa was massive. Stone walls rose toward the sky, draped in ivy and climbing roses that softened the grandeur of the estate. For a moment, all I could

IAN'S POV “Where have you been?” She wrapped herself around me. “I'm starving.”I didn't even notice my eyes were teary until a drop landed on her head.She pulled back, looking up at me with those lovely blue eyes. “Are you crying?” She touched my face. “Xavier, what's wrong?”“It's nothing.” I forced a smile. “I'm just happy to have you here with me.”“Come here.” She tried to guide me to a seat, but I pulled her back into my arms.“Xavier…”“Just a minute.” I rubbed my hand down her soft hair, breathing her scent in. “Let's stay like this for a minute.”She sighed, then wrapped her arms around me, rubbing my back gently.“Do you want some ice cream?” She pulled back slightly, her voice soft. “That'll make you feel better.”I laughed. “Ria, that's your thing. Not mine.”“Ria?” She gave a confused look, tilting her head. “Only Ian calls me that.” She remembered. After all these years, she remembered.I touched her cheek, letting my thumb trace her skin. “Why?” I forced lightness in

ARIA'S POVThe car rolled to a stop in front of a building so magnificent it stole my breath.Massive stone columns rose toward the night sky, wrapped in climbing vines and bathed in soft golden light. Arched windows glowed warmly from within, their light spilling across the cobblestone path below.The entrance was framed by cascading flowers in shades of cream and blush, making the entire place look as though it had been pulled straight from a fairytale.“This way, ma'am.” The driver opened my door and gestured toward the building.I stepped out carefully, my black heels clicking against the rose-covered floor. Petals scattered beneath my feet like a crimson carpet, leading the way inside.The moment I crossed the threshold, I gasped.The space was breathtaking. Candles flickered from every surface: hundreds of them, casting dancing shadows across the walls. The floor was covered in rose petals, deep red and soft pink, arranged in patterns that swirled toward the center of the room.