CHAPTER SIXTY ONE: FOURSOME

Aria’s pov I swallow nervously, as they all watch me. You could hear a pin drop with how quiet the room is. Luca then lifts his head slowly. His eyes are dazed, like he just woke up from a dream he doesn't want to leave. He looks at Noah, then Damian, then Elias. "Are you guys going to keep watching," he says, voice rough, "or are you gonna help me take care of our girl?" Damian groans and drags a hand down his face. "Some of us were actually trying to sleep, Luca." Luca smirks. "You'd rather sleep than…" "Don't finish that sentence," Damian cuts in. "I love pussy as much as the next man. I just have human decency." I bite my bottom lip to stop the laugh from bubbling up. God, he's ridiculous. Luca then leans in and whispers so only I hear, but loud enough for them to catch. "At least they woke up to the sound of you coming," My face goes nuclear red instantly. “Luca” I hiss, smacking his chest. The tension in the room draws me back into the presen

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CHAPTER SIXTY TWO: TRICKS

Aria’s POV* The espresso machine hisses down the hall. I’m standing in the little kitchenette with a mug in my hand and a stupid smile I can’t wipe off my face. Damian had asked me to get black coffee for him before his meeting. Damian: “Get me a black coffee. No sugar. Before my 9am.” That’s the text he sent twenty minutes ago. It was so curt. But I keep on reading it like it’s a love letter. After the night I had last night, I’m not sure anything can tip my mood. I pour the coffee slowly, watching the dark swirl. My body still feels tender in places I didn’t know could be tender. My thighs ache and my throat is a little hoarse. And every time I think about Luca’s voice in my ear, heat crawls up my neck and I have to bite my lip to keep from laughing out loud. God. I’m ridiculous. The guys were a mess this morning. Tired, draped over each other, arguing about who was hogging the blanket while I pretended I wasn’t the reason none of us slept. I add nothing t

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CHAPTER SIXTY THREE: TENSIONS RISING

Damian’s POV I sit at my desk, craving the taste of my black coffee. I’ve been sorting the same three contracts for the last twenty minutes and my eyes keep sliding to the door. Where is she? Aria was supposed to be here twenty minutes ago. She’s late. And I’m already set to scold her for it. Then the door opens. I don’t look up. “You’re late. Do you have any idea how long…” “It’s not Aria.” Noah’s voice cuts through me and my throat goes dry. I look up. He’s leaning against the doorframe in his black button-down. He smiles. That slow, playful Noah smile that does something to my insides. “What got you in a bad mood this morning?” he asks, pushing off the door and dropping into the chair across from me. I realize I’m scowling, so I force my face to smooth out. “I’m fine.” “You’re not fine.” He grins. “Grumpy.” “Well, I haven’t had my morning coffee yet,” I snap back. “So I’m allowed to

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All Chapters of OWNED BY FOUR BILLIONAIRES : Chapter 61 - Chapter 63

CHAPTER SIXTY ONE: FOURSOME

CHAPTER SIXTY TWO: TRICKS

CHAPTER SIXTY THREE: TENSIONS RISING