Aria’s POV
“What?” I scoffed, my voice icy as I glared at Brandon. “I would rather eat nails than stalk a pompous fool like you.”
His gaze darkened, that familiar dangerous look flashing in his eyes as he stepped closer. My stomach churned, not with longing but with anger.
I could not believe I once loved this man. I had cried for him. Begged him. Now the sight of him made my skin crawl.
“Do not lie to me, princess,” he said softly, backing me against the cold hospital wall. “Just look at you. You are expecting to survive with Mr Harlow's help? Thinking you'll sleep your way to the top? Listen getting a promotion from him will take more than just offering your p***y to him.”
He brushed his thumb on my cheek, I felt bile raise up my throat.
I instantly slapped him right across the fa
