Chapter 35: how old are you?
Aria's POV
When Raphael had told me that Roma wanted to see me the next morning after my distasteful run in with Carlos, I had thought it was a dream.
After obsessing about why Roma would want to see me, I had knocked on the door to his study and taken a deep breath, about to enter, when the door opened and Salem stepped out, her lips tilted up in a wide smile.
Looking at me like I was nothing more than an insect, she walked away, her hips swaying as she hummed to herself and ran a hand through her head and I wondered whether the rumours were true.
Was she indeed Roma's lover?
The jealousy that washed over me as I considered if it was true was like a cold bucket of water dumped over me.
Salem looked like the type of woman that Roma would want.
Beau
