Stella POV
"Aaron, I really can't understand you. Aren't I doing a good job? I didn't come in between you and Nova. Nor did I speak anything. Now, what are you expecting?" I was trying to read his mind. His strange talks were not going in my head.
"Nothing, by the way, you look sexy in this sleepwear," he said in a low seductive voice as he ran his hand on the side of my face. His cold hand on my warm face, made shivers run down my body.
My eyes were zooming on his dark eyes, as I was getting lost in his pool of desire. His eyeballs were moving up and down my face. His intentions were clear from his actions. My eyes ran over his sharp face in the dim light. Everything was perfect. The situation, the place, the person. The only problem, Nova appeared in my mind. A thin strand of hair
