The CEO's Rejected Wife And Secret Heir novel Chapter 77

Chapter 77: Chapter 77: The Kiss

Aria POV

That Evening

Noah was finally asleep after three stories and two glasses of water. I closed his door quietly and headed back to the living room where Damien waited.

"He’s out," I reported, collapsing onto the couch beside him. The leather was cool against my bare arms. I could smell the faint scent of Damien’s cologne mixed with the wine he’d opened.

"Good." Damien handed me a glass of wine. His fingers brushed mine as I took it, the glass was cold and smooth. "We need to talk about your idea."

"My idea?"

"The one I saw forming when the detective called." He turned to face me as his knee touched mine. "You want to draw Marcus out. Use ourselves as bait."

"It’s the only way." I sipped the wine. "He won’t stop, Damien. He’ll keep escalating until someone gets hurt. So we control when and where he makes his move." 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"It’s dangerous."

"Everything is dangerous right now." I set down my glass on the coffee table as it made a soft clink. "At least this way we have a chance to end it."

"And if something goes wrong?"

"Then we make sure Noah is somewhere safe. With Olivia, or your security team, or"

"No." His voice was flat and hard. "I won’t risk you like that."

"You don’t get to decide." I met his eyes, they were darker than usual in the dim lighting. "This is my fight too. Marcus kidnapped my son, threatened him, planted bugs in the room we stayed in and stalked us. I deserve to face him."

"I know." He ran his hand through his hair. I watched the dark strands fall back into place. "But the thought of you in danger, of Marcus hurting you"

"He won’t." I took his hand, his palm was warm and slightly rough. "Because you’ll be there."

His fingers laced through mine, they were longer than mine, stronger. "Together."

"Always," I whispered.

"Aria." His free hand cupped my face, his palm was warm against my cheek. I could feel the slight calluses on his thumb. "If we do this, if we set this trap—I need to know you’ll be careful. That you won’t take unnecessary risks."

"Same goes for you."

"I mean it." His thumb brushed my cheek, the touch was gentle. "I can’t lose you again I don’t think I will be able to survive it."

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