ARIA'S POV
“…What?”
“You heard me.”
I let out a short laugh. “You’re insane.”
"Well, lucky for you. I have two options for you. I'm being so f*****g generous." he replies.
“Option one,” he says, watching me closely. “You marry me.”
My breath catches.
“Option two…”
He steps closer.
Close enough that I have to tilt my head to look at him.
“You give me seventy days.”
I swallow hard, my heart pounding in my ears. "Seventy days of what?"
His gaze drops briefly to my lips, then back to my eyes.
“Of you,” he says.
Being generous, indeed.
“Yeah. Right. Option 3?”
Noah scoffs, turning toward the window indifferently. "Off you go, then. I am just feeling bad for your boy's life."
He knows he has me cornered.
"Fine." I grit out. "I'm listening."
He turns back around, a triumphan
