Aria’s POV
The heavy front door of Ethan’s mansion clicked shut behind me, the sound echoing like a final punctuation to the nightmare outside.
My hands trembled as I leaned against the cool wood, closing my eyes for a moment. The night air still clung to my skin...That man's rough grip on my arm, his casual sinister smile that hid something rotten. He looked like he had done that so many times. For which he did, I knew men like him liked girls they can ruin. If not for Ethan showing up, I would have called my men to destroy him.
" I was not helpless, but what if I blew my cover and Ethan found out about my identity?" I murmured as I walked in slowly.
And Ethan… Ethan showing up just in time, yet too late to stop the hurt from sinking in.
"You left me alone." I sniffled, "And Amelia
