- ARIA
The wood of the door pressed cold against my back, but it was nothing compared to the frost in Luca’s eyes.
He didn't look like the "injured" man I’d pitied an hour ago. He looked like the Alpha of Storm Ridge—unyielding, territorial, and dangerously calculating.
"Why?" I breathed, my voice trembling as I gripped the doorframe. "You gave me your word. Why are you still strangling Hogan’s career?"
Luca took a slow step into my personal space. He didn't touch me, but his scent—cedarwood and something sharp like an approaching storm—wrapped around me like a physical weight.
"He put his hands on my marriage. He didn't just file papers; he tried to plan the exit of my Luna."
"He was doing his job!"
"His job was an infringement on my interests," Luca countered, his
