Aria’s POV
"What did you just say?"
I should have sounded stronger, but my voice cracked and my eyes betrayed me, shamelessly dragging over him.
Five years.
It’s been five years.
He was slimmer, his clothes not tailored like before, but he was still fit. Still him.
My gaze lifted back to his face. His smile was there, faint but sharp, and it unsettled me.
"What did you just say?" I asked again, finally letting his words sink in.
"I bought your company. I’m the new CEO of Rooted," he repeated.
My stomach knotted. "That’s not possible. I never sold anything to you."
Anger flared hot in my veins, rising faster than I could calm it.
"Not to me," he said keeping his voice smooth, almost amused. "But to the bank. I made a few calls, threatened to withdraw and close my accounts. And we
