Aria's POV
I moved to decline the call but he hit accept instead. His eyes locked on mine, dark and dangerous. He didn't pull away.
If anything, his hips pressed harder against me, rolling once, slow and deliberate, and the friction sent a jolt straight through my core.
"Aria, why the hell did you block my number?"
Ethan's voice cut through the room.
My stomach dropped.
I opened my mouth to answer—and Damian's fingers found my breast, and his thumb dragged across the peak with devastating precision.
And I had to bite down on my lip so hard I tasted blood to keep from moaning.
"Aria? Baby, it's been so long. I miss you. I really f*****g miss you."
Ethan's voice softened into that coaxing, intimate tone I'd once found comforting.
Now it made my skin crawl—but
