Aria's pov
I woke up slowly, my head pounding. The soft hum of jet engines filled the air around me.
Wait. Jet engines?
I blinked a few times, trying to remember. Right. Damien's private jet. That bastard had dragged me onto this flying prison.
I turned my head to find Damien long gone. Not just out of bed, but out of the room entirely.
If he wasn't here, this might be my chance.
Except I was completely naked.Well, not completely. But close enough.
Nothing but panties and two strips of torn cloth. That was it.
I clutched the sheets tighter, pushing myself up slightly, scanning the carpeted floor.
I wanted to scream. I'd never felt so embarrassed.
Even if Damien hadn't posted guards outside, how the hell could I escape looking like this?
I was trapped on
