ARIA'S POV
I’m walking down the hall because I can’t sleep — I don't think I can anymore knowing fully well Sebastian has my family now. A part of me doesn't want to give in to he's games but another wants my family safe, even if I'm the price. I need to Dante. He's people move differently tonight. Quieter. Faster. I hear my name.
I stop beside the door to Dante’s study, light spills out in a thin line across the floor, and voices slip through with it — low.
“I’m telling you, she complicates things.” The voice isn’t Dante’s. It’s Marco’s — one of his closest men. He always smiled politely at me. He brings me tea instead of coffee because Dante mentioned once that I didn’t like the bitterness. My stomach drops.
“She’s not a liability,” Dante says. There’s a pause. I hold my breath.
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