Angela's POV
Those words were still echoing in my head. “You’re here because I allow it. Not because you mean anything.
Damn him. Cold. Completely emotionless.
Aaron got out of the car without even looking back. I followed a few seconds later, slamming the door a little harder. The garage was spotless, polished concrete floors, everything perfectly in place. Three cars lined up like they were on display at a showroom.
He walked ahead, not even glancing back.
The side door led straight inside. The moment I stepped in, I froze.
It looked like something straight out of an architecture magazine. Floor-to-ceiling glass walls, sharp lines, not a single personal touch. Nothing to hint at who lived here. It felt like him, cold, controlled, untouchable.
“How long are you planning to just sta
