Chapter 31: Heartbroken
Aria's POV
He looked every inch like an angry god, his hands in his pockets and hair packed this time with a ribbon.
The only thing that was probably light about him was his beautiful blue eyes, but the rest of him, it exuded the dark energy of someone that was used to telling people what to do.
Handsome in a way that I had never believed a man should be, but not pretty. Pretty was the wrong word to use. His beauty was savage, a wild thing that could not and would never be tamed.
I wondered what mood he was in today. The gentle and caring Roma or the brooding stoic Roma.
"Alpha." I said as politely as I could and tried to sit up but he shook his head and I remained where I was laying on the bed.
I waited for him to move away from the door but he did not
