DAMIEN'S POV
“Are you mental, Aria?”
She fixed me with a look of absolute loathing. Jabbing a finger at Sophie, she asked again through gritted teeth.
“Do you want her?”
I sighed, then turned my attention to Sophie. I couldn’t relish the look on Aria’s face when I ignored her.
“Why are you here?”
Sophie pouted, rubbing her bruised cheek. Apparently, Aria was very strong.
“I told you not to follow me or else I'd have the police on your ass in a matter of seconds.”
Sophie’s expression crumbled, tears filling her round, gray eyes.
I turned to Aria. The anger in her eyes had subsided slightly.
“She showed up at my loft a half hour ago, throwing herself at me. I do not like desperate women.”
Aria tilted her head inquisitively.
“Besides, I am with you, Aria Sinclair. It wouldn’t be r
