Aria's pov
The young man in white looked angry as his cold, harsh gaze pierced through me like sharp knives aimed straight for my heart.
I met his stare with quiet composure, my clear eyes reflecting complete calm.
After all, when you no longer fear dying, there's not much left to be afraid of.
The white-clad man couldn't help but frown.
"You don't look like someone from the criminal world," he said suspiciously, "How did you end up getting kidnapped?"
His sharp gaze looked me over carefully. "Unless... you're some wealthy heiress? Though I haven't heard of you before."
"I'm just an ordinary citizen," I answered calmly. "Actually, I'm an orphan. No parents."
I deliberately didn't mention Gideon, because someone like him didn't deserve to be called my father.
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