Author's POV
That night.
Freshly out of the shower, Julian stood in his luxury penthouse apartment, a white towel loosely wrapped around his waist.
He glanced over at his phone vibrating on the glass coffee table, raising an eyebrow at the interruption.
Without rushing, he walked across the hardwood floor, picking up the device with mild annoyance flickering across his face.
Seeing the caller ID, he hit the speaker button and placed it back down. "What is it?" he asked flatly.
It was, unsurprisingly, Christopher Garcia calling.
"What the hell are you playing at?" Christopher's voice exploded through the speaker. "You seriously told the producers of 'Secret Getaway' that you'll only participate if they bring Aria on as a guest for one episode? Are you out of your damn mind?"
"Julian
