Chapter 28
Chapter 28
ARIA’S POV
My heart was still racing.
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The air between us felt too thick, too charged, like something invisible had wrapped around the room and refused to let either of us breathe properly.
Julian stood so close I could feel the warmth of his body.
The diary was still clutched tightly in my b
My diary. The one he had stolen. The one filled with embarrassing teenage confessions about Luca.
And now he was standing here telling me I was his.
I shook my head slowly. “You don
“I do.”
“No,” I insisted, my voice tremblin
mean that.” His brows pulled together slightly.
despite my effort to sound strong. “You don’t.”
distance between us, but the wall behind me left little room to
I took a step sideways, trying you
escape. “You’re only saying that
want to win.”
Julian’s eyes narrowed..”Win?”
“Yes,” I said quickly, the words spilling out before I could stop them. “You and Luca have always been like this. Competing. Fighting. Trying to prove who’s better.”
My chest ti as I forced the next words out.
“You don’t want me
crazy.”
cause you care about me.” His jaw tensed. “You want me because it would drive him
Silence fell between us. But I didn’t stop. “You want me so you can wave me in front of him and prove that you took something that belonged to him.”
His expression darkened. “And you think that makes you any better than him?” I asked bitterly. The words tasted harsh on my tongue.
“I’d rather go live on the streets than stay here and be a pawn in whatever twisted power game the two of you are playing” The moment the words left my mouth, the room went completely still.
Julian didn’t move. For a long moment, he just stared at me. Then he let out a slow breath. “You really
think that’s what this is?
His voice wasn’t angry. If anything. supposed to think?”
it
sounded… tired. I folded my arms defensively. “What else am I
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Julian ran a hand through his hair, looking frustrated. “You think I went through all this just to irritate
Luca?”
“Yes.”
“You think I brought you here for that?”
“Yes.”
“You think I’ve been protecting you because of him?”
“Yes.” The word came out immediately. Without hesitation. Something flickered in his eyes. Something wounded. For a moment he didn’t speak. Then he
he stepped closer again.
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“Aria,” he said quietly. My pulse jumped. “I gey want you.” The words hung in the air. Simple. Direct.
Dangerous. “I haven’t been myself since
I felt my breath catch. “You think it we separated,” he continued.
voice dropped lower. “You think it‘, sy watching someone you care about disappear from your life?” His
you every day?”
easy pretending you don’t care when they’re standing right in front of
My chest tightened. “I tried to move on,” he said quietly. “I tried to date other women. I tried to build
something serious with one else.” His lips curved slightly in a humorless smile. “It never worked.”
My fingers tightened around the
diary. “Because every time I tried… I kept thinking about you.” The confession made my stomach twist. “I’m not playing games with you,” he said.
I wanted to believe him. God help me, I really did.
But fear wrapped around my heart like chains. Love had already proven to be cruel. Unpredictable.
Fickle.
I had given my
Julian stepped to Luca once. And look how that ended. I shook my head slowly, “I can’t believe you.”
close
Before I could react, his fingers gently lifted my chin.
My breath caught instantly. “Look at me,” he murmured. I didn’t want to. But my body betrayed me. My eyes lifted to meet his. And suddenly everything felt dangerous again.
His face was so close. His chest rose and fell steadily beneath the thin fabric of his shirt. Without meaning to…My gaze drifted downward. The outline of his toned chest. The strong line of his collarbone.
For a split second, my fingers almost lifted. Almost brushed across his chest. Almost. Julian noticed. Of course he did. A slow, knowing expression crossed his face. “You feel it too,” he said softly.
My cheeks burned. “No.”
“Your body says otherwise.” His voice had changed now. Lower. Smoother. The kind of voice that made goosebumps crawl across my skin. And the worst part? It was working.
Every word he spoke sent a strange shiver through my body. My pulse raced. My breathing grew uneven. And I hated it. I hated that it was working.
“I don’t want to play games like this,” I whispered.
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Julian’s thumb brushed lightly against my chin. “I’m not playing.” My he
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