LOGINARIA'S POV“No, Aria. You're not going there.”We'd been arguing about this for over twenty minutes now. Every attempt I'd made had failed ever since I asked to come with Xavier to see Dean at the precinct.“Xavier, you're going to be there anyway. So I don't see the problem.”“I don't want you there, baby.” He dropped his pen with a loud thud. “It's as simple as that.”“How about this?” I took the glasses off his face and straddled his lap on his office chair. “We go there together. I get to talk to him for a few minutes. And afterwards…” I traced a finger down his chest. “We can go shopping for that dress you want me to wear tonight.”“Aria…” He groaned, his hands settling on my hips.“Ten minutes.” I pulled a puppy face. “Ten minutes, and we're out of there. Please.”He frowned and turned his face away.“Fine.” He sighed. “But on one condition.” He paused. “I get to choose what you're wearing tonight.”I thought about it for a second. How bad could it be? He seemed to have good t
ARIA'S POVThe ache between my legs had been there since I woke up.It started as a dull throb, low and persistent, curling through my belly like smoke. I tried to ignore it, I tried to think about other things: the trip, my little conversation with the maids, what I wanted for breakfast. But every time I moved, every time the sheets brushed against my skin, the feeling came rushing back.I couldn't shake it.So I gave in.My hand slid down my body slowly, fingertips tracing my stomach, my hips, down to the sensitive skin of my inner thighs. I circled my clit with one hand while the other found my breast, squeezing and kneading through the thin fabric of my nightdress.My eyes stayed locked on the TV. The screen glowed in the dim room, two women tangled together, their moans filling the space between my ears.This had been my secret fantasy for years.To know how it felt to be touched by a woman. To have her tongue between my legs, fingers curling inside me, soft lips trailing down my
XAVIER'S POV She held the edge of my towel, her fingers curling around the fabric.“Aria.” I grabbed her hands gently. “You don't have to…”The towel dropped to the floor before I could finish.She stared down at my hard length, her eyes wide. Then slowly, she wrapped her hand around me, stroking slowly from base to tip.“Fuck, Aria.” My head fell back.She dipped her head and took me into her mouth. Her lips closed around the tip, sucking gently as her tongue traced the underside of my shaft. “Just like that, baby.” I breathed, running my hand through her hair. “You're taking me so well.”Her eyes stayed locked on mine, hands rubbed slowly down to my balls.She looked so good on her knees.My wife. My beautiful, fierce wife, with her mouth full of my cock.I threaded my fingers through her hair and guided her slowly. Then I picked up my pace and fucked her mouth, watching her take me deeper with each thrust.She moaned and tightened her grip on my thighs.“You like that, baby?” My
XAVIER'S POVIt had been a while since Reed left, but Aria hadn't said a word since she saw that news about Dean.The plan was to go check on her after taking a shower, but I stepped out of the bathroom and froze.She was sitting on my bed.Her eyes were locked on me, those blue eyes that had a way of seeing through every wall I built. She was wearing one of my shirts, too big it slipped off her shoulder, and her bare feet dangled over the edge of the bed.I walked to the closet, grabbed a pair of slippers, and placed them beneath her feet.“It's cold, Aria.” I knelt in front of her. “You shouldn't walk around barefoot.”“Will he go to prison?” She blurted out so suddenly it took me a second to catch on to what she meant. So that's what this was about.“That's your first question?” I stood and crossed my arms. “You're not going to ask why I did it?”“Answer the question, Xavier.” Her voice was steady. “Will Dean go to prison?”“Yes.” My jaw tightened. “And I plan on keeping him there
ARIA'S POVSleep had to be the one thing I could do for hours without getting tired of. It was only after a maid woke me up for lunch that I found out I'd slept for ten hours straight. Ten hours. I couldn't remember the last time my body had felt that peaceful, that completely disconnected from the chaos of the world.“Ugh!” The bed smelled like Xavier. I buried my face in his pillow for a moment before finally dragging myself upright.Out of boredom, I played games on my phone, watched two movies I'd already seen, and did laundry I wasn't allowed to do.Now I was sitting across from the maids in the kitchen with a bag of chips, chatting away while they made dinner. Xavier had chosen to leave the house for work without informing me. I'd woken up to an empty bed and a cold pillow, so I figured I might as well make myself useful.Or at least entertained.“So you're Betty, Sophia, Daniella, Celine, and Ashley.” I pointed at each of them in turn. “Correct?”They all nodded, excitement glo
XAVIER'S POV The door to my office flew open without warning.“Reed, are you out of your damn mind?” I snapped, rising from my chair.“I'm sorry, sir, but you need to see this.”He crossed the room in long strides and held a tablet inches from my face. The look in his eyes was enough to extinguish the rest of my anger.Something was wrong.Reed adjusted his glasses as he leaned closer to me. “A reporter from Vanguard has been working with Dean the whole time. Way before Mrs Weston got arrested.”I looked up from the tablet. “What?”“Bradley Peterson,” Reed said, handing me his tablet. “Veteran reporter at Vanguard Media and one of their most recognizable faces. He's been with the company for nearly a decade.”I raised a brow. “And?”“The problem is, this isn't the first time the reporter crossed the line. He publicly harassed Mrs. Weston when she was brought to the precinct.”I gasped. “Are you kidding me right now?”He scrolled through and played the recording.My fist clenched ben
XAVIER’S POV I was quite certain there was absolutely nothing wrong with my hearing. So why did it sound like the same woman who deliberately chose a bedroom three doors away from mine was now standing at my door asking to sleep beside me?“Hey.” Aria waved a hand slightly in front of me. “Xavier,
XAVIER’S POV The entire precinct descended into chaos after the confession.Detectives moved rapidly across the hallway, throwing questions at the stranger while officers rushed in and out of rooms carrying files and reports. One of them immediately pulled the man in for further questioning while
ARIA’S POV “Is this your way of getting back at me?”Dean strolled into the interrogation room like he owned the damn place, speaking so casually as though he had not just destroyed my life all over again.“By getting married to my own brother behind my back?” I exhaled sharply, trying to force d
ARIA’S POV The hours blurred together until I completely lost track of time.At some point, the cold metal around my wrists stopped feeling uncomfortable and started feeling normal. That terrified me more than anything else.I sat quietly in the hard chair while officers walked past the room every







