ARIA
The phone in my hand feels like a live grenade.
I’m sitting on the edge of Dante’s massive glass desk in his study and he’s standing behind me, one hand resting possessively on my hip while he scrolls through something on his own phone with the other.
My screen won’t stop lighting up.
Paige:
GIRL WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK
CALL ME RIGHT NOW
ARE YOU BEING KIDNAPPED?
BLINK TWICE IF YOU NEED RESCUE.
Mom:
Aria Catherine Sinclair, call me immediately.
Your father is having palpitations.
Unknown Number (Marcus, I’m guessing):
Do you think this makes you win?
You’re a f*****g joke
He’ll be done with you by next week.
Vivienne:
Everyone is laughing at you
That kiss looked desperate
You’re so pathetic it hurts
I laugh.
Dante glances up, eyebrow raised.
“They’re losing their mi
