ARIA’s POV“You look like someone about to be ruined.” The stranger said flatly. I blinked up at him. The room still tilted at its edges, my fingers were still curled around the fabric of his sleeve, and my dignity was barely somewhere on the floor between the barstool and where I was currently standing. I straightened up and stared at him for a few seconds before snorting.“You’re late, If you wanted to warn me, you should’ve done that three hours ago.”His hands were still at my waist as if he hadn’t quite decided whether I would collapse the second he let go.I looked down at where his fingers were wrapped around my arm.“You can let go now,” I said, even though I didn’t mean it. I actually wanted him to hold me a little longer for no exact reason.I looked at him properly now. He was tall and put together in a way that cost money. He was wearing a tan shirt, no tie, top button undone like he had loosened it himself, an expensive watch on his wrist. The polished shoes that had no
Last Updated : 2026-06-10
LOGIN
