Aria's POV
Through the car window, I sawLiam open his mouth, wanting to say something but finding himself speechless. How ironic - three months ago he ran away from marriage for Sophia, and now he was running away from marriage again for me. If he didn't return to complete the engagement ceremony tonight, I would surely become the target of everyone's attacks. Aiden's words hit right at the heart of the matter, leavingLiam with no room for excuses.
He suddenly didn't dare look at me, probably finally realizing what a joke he had become.
Aiden snorted coldly and strode to the driver's seat, pulling open the door and getting in. I had already obediently fastened my seatbelt, sitting properly like a model student, waiting for him to drive me away from this farce.
He turned to look at me, those deep eyes making my heart skip a beat. He reached out and gently ruffled my hair, his voice low: "Let's go home."
God, why did these simple three words make my cheeks burn? "Let's... let's go home," I stammered in response. Tonight's events were already complicated enough; I didn't want to get involved in more trouble.
"Alright." He started the engine, and the black Bentley smoothly pulled away from the hotel, quickly disappearing into the night.
I had barely eaten any food at the engagement party, so after returning home, the housekeeper had specially prepared some food for us. After filling my stomach, I wanted to chat with Aiden, but this workaholic went into his study to handle business again. With no choice, I had to return to my room to rest.
I had just changed into my pajamas when there was suddenly a knock at the door.
Opening it, the familiar woody fragrance hit me, and my breathing immediately became rapid: "Aiden?"
He stood at the doorway, handing me a delicate small box: "A business trip gift."
"Thank you!" I excitedly accepted it, thinking it was the mango candy I liked.
"It's not mango candy, couldn't find any," he said.
I had just untied the ribbon and was about to open the box when I heard this and immediately felt a bit nervous. Thinking of the expensive gift from last time, I felt this small box suddenly become incredibly heavy.
"What is it then?" I asked quietly.
"Take a look."
I carefully opened the box to find a Leo constellation ornament. So cute! So lifelike!
"You're a Leo, right?" he asked.
"Yes."
"Mm." Aiden responded, his gaze falling on my eyes, his expression becoming deep.
I put away the little lion and thanked him again: "Thank you, Aiden. I really like this little lion."
"Good that you like it." He looked at me quietly as he spoke.
My heart felt warm. He was so busy, yet still remembered to bring me a gift. Gathering courage, I asked: "Did you specially rush back tonight?"
"Do you want me to have specially rushed back?" he asked in return, his gaze intense.
The next second, he pressed me against the door. I felt his breath so close, his burning breath on my face.
"Aiden..." I moaned, experiencing unprecedented pleasure.
He lifted his head, dangerous light flickering in his eyes: "Say my name, say it again."
"Aiden..." I gasped, fingers threading through his hair, "Please... don't stop..."
He smiled with satisfaction, continuing his teasing until I reached climax in his mouth. Before I could recover from the afterglow, he had already adjusted position, pressing his hard length against my entrance.
"Look at me," he commanded, "I want you to remember who gives you all this."
Then he thrust in forcefully, filling every inch of my space. Pain and pleasure intertwined, I almost screamed out loud. He began to move, each time going deep to the limit, then almost completely withdrawing before thrusting hard again.
"You're mine," he growled in my ear, "completely mine."
I was powerless to refute, only able to move with his rhythm, feeling the pleasure gradually building inside. His fingers explored where we were joined, skillfully stimulating that sensitive spot, bringing me to another peak.
"Come for me, Aria," he commanded, "let me see you completely lose control."
I couldn't resist, my body trembling violently, my inner walls tightly gripping him. He growled low, his rhythm becoming faster and harder, until at the final moment, he buried himself deep inside me and released.
We maintained our connected position, breathing heavily. His forehead pressed against mine, emotions I had never seen before flickering in his eyes.
He pulled me onto him: "The night is still long, my little lioness."

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