Alexander's POV
I have been keeping a close eye on Aria, while also trying to work from where I am. Russo has been working hard on my part. Thankfully, I have someone like him on my side. I am currently sitting on Aria's tailgate, trying to read over a few documents that was sent to me, while she directs the crew on where to unload the drywall.
I heard footsteps approach, drawing my attention. Beauty. That's all I can describe her as. Even with a bruised face, she is still the epitome of beauty. "Hello gorgeous", I drawled, watching as her hips swayed. A blush crept up her cheeks. "I don't know how you feel that way right now. I'm bruised and sweaty", she scoffed, grabbing her water bottle from the tailgate. I grabbed her belt loop and pulled her to me. She yelped in surprise.
"I feel
