Chapter 90
Chapter 90
ARIA’S POV
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After the girl left, I headed back to my desk. The office was silent. I could feel the stares from everyone but I didn’t care anymore.
Brandon walked up to me and stood there for a while before speaking.
“Aria, are you okay?” He asked and I looked up at him.
“I’m alright. Brandon. I just want to be alone for a while. Is that okay?” He didn’t answer for a while before he nodded.
“Okay.” He stared at me for a few more seconds before turning back to his office. Only then did I let out a sigh of relief.
Tears stung my eyes but I refused to cry. I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction at all. I had cried enough and I had buried that part of my life deep inside me. I wouldn’t let it affect me again.
Somehow, I got through the entire day without breaking down. A few times, I rubbed my stomach, still amazed that I was growing a life inside me.
“I’ll protect you, my baby. I promise. You won’t ever lack anything. It’ll be just you and me ”
When the day ended, Brandon and I headed home. We didn’t speak to each other throughout the ride home and I was grateful for the silence.
The atmosphere between us felt different when we got home that evening.
It was not tense and not quiet in the usual way. But it was charged. Like something had shifted without either of us acknowledging it out loud.
I didn’t wait long this time. “I’ll move out tomorrow,” I said the moment we stepped into the living room.
The words came out steady, deliberate. I had already made up my mind earlier in the day, after everything that happened at the office. It felt like the right time. Like the next step I needed to take.
Brandon didn’t respond immediately. He removed his suit jacket first, placing it neatly over the back of a chair before turning to face me.
“Tomorrow?” he repeated calmly.
“Yes.”
A brief silence passed between us before he gave a small nod. “Alright.”
That was it. There was no argument from him, no attempt to stop me and no questions. For a moment, I almost felt unsettled by how easily he agreed.
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“But,” he added.
There it was.
My brows pulled together slightly. “But what?”
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His gaze settled on me, steady, unreadable. “Before you leave,” he said, “there’s something I want you to do for me.” Curiosity flickered through me almost instantly.
Something he wanted from me?
It didn’t make sense. Brandon wasn’t a man who lacked anything. Wealth, power, control, he had all of it. He didn’t need anything at all. So what could he possibly want from me?
“What is it?” I asked cautiously.
He didn’t hesitate this time. “Accompany me to an engagement party.”
I blinked.
“What?”
“As my plus one.”
For a second, I just stared at him, trying to process what he had just said.
“You want me to go with you to a party?” I asked slowly, like maybe I had misunderstood.
“Yes.”
“That’s it?” I asked again and he nodded.
“Yes.”
Confusion settled inside me immediately.
“Don’t you have someone for that?” I asked. “A girlfriend? A fiancée? Someone more appropriate?”
His expression didn’t change.
“I don’t have a girlfriend,” he said simply. “And I don’t intend to have one.”
That caught me off guard.
“You don’t intend to have a girlfriend?” I repeated, my tone laced with disbelief.
Who says that?
It slipped out before I could stop myself, driven purely by curiosity. “Then what are you into men?”
The moment the words left my mouth, I knew. I had crossed a line. The shift in him was instant.
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His gaze darkened, something sharp and dangerous flickering beneath the calm surface I had grown used to. My breath caught as I instinctively took a small step back.
“Oh-” I started quickly, panic rising. “I didn’t mean-
But I didn’t get to finish. In one swift movement, he closed the distance between us.
My back hit the wall before I could react, the impact knocking the breath slightly out of me. My heart slammed hard against my chest as his presence surrounded me completely.
“Brandon-”
His hand came up beside my head, bracing against the wall, caging me in.
“I don’t like unnecessary questions, especially questions that feel like you’re interrogating my life and my decisions, Aria,” he said quietly.
His voice wasn’t raised. It wasn’t harsh. But it was intense. Too intense and it made something inside me shift.
My throat went dry. “I’m sorry. I spoke out of turn,” I whispered quickly. “I didn’t mean to-
“If you’re curious,” he continued, his gaze locked onto mine, “you should ask the right way.”
My pulse quickened. “I—”
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“If you want to know whether I’m attracted to women,” he added, his voice dropping slightly, “I can show you. Do you want me to?”
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