Ava's POV
I wasn’t expecting to see him.
The moment I walked into the large, modern boardroom, my steps faltered just slightly. It was brief enough that only someone paying close attention would notice, but my entire body tensed. Sitting at the head of the table, dressed impeccably in a dark charcoal suit, a familiar arch brow, was Aiden Sinclair.
My breath caught in my throat.
It had been years. Years since I had last seen him, years since I had even thought about him. Aiden had never been my friend, if anything, he had been Kyle’s competitor, his shadow, always lurking, always finding ways to challenge him, to beat him, to prove that he was better. Back then, he had used me as a tool in his twisted game, trying to get under Kyle’s skin, though he never made any vulgar moves. His obse
