ARIA’S POV
Grace doubled over, holding her tummy as tears streamed down her face.
“Tell me again how you reacted,” she said in between gasps.
I smacked her in the arm. “It’s not funny.”
She guffawed, holding onto me as she doubled over again in a new fit of laughter.
“Oh, I disagree, Aria. This is the funniest thing ever.”
I pushed her off me, and she fell on the floor, but that didn’t even faze her.
“You… he… handcuffs.. oh my lord.”
“Go f**k yourself, Grace.”
“Like he did, with the mouth gag?”
My cheeks burned as Grace started laughing again. I nudged her with my foot.
“Ow. Aria, it’s not my fault you decided to play hooky with the wealthiest billionaire in the city.”
“Damien and I were just horsing around.”
Grace pushed herself off the floor and studied me, a grin on her
