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Chapter 21 Exposing the Truth
Aiden’s POV
I leaned back in my leather chair, finally alone in my office after a relentless morning of back-to-back meetings. Acquisitions, negotiations, board updates-every minute had demanded sharp focus and absolute control.
Now, with a rare pocket of quiet before the afternoon resumed, I opened my phone-and smiled.
Aria’s counterattack had landed flawlessly.
The evidence I’d given her had done exactly what I knew it would. The audio recording had thrown White Industries into chaos, and their clumsy attempts at damage control were only making things worse. Public opinion had turned swiftly, decisively. #TeamAria was trending worldwide.
Another blow to White’s reputation.
Good. Let the bastard suffer.
I allowed myself a moment to enjoy it, satisfaction simmering just beneath the surface.
But victory or not, the fatigue was starting to creep in.
The morning’s meetings had been particularly draining, and the adrenaline that had carried me through was now wearing off. I needed twenty minutes-just enough to recharge before the next round began.
Sleep came quickly, and with it, dreams.
“You work too hard,” Aria’s voice whispered from behind me. Dream-Aria’s hands slid over my shoulders, her fingers working into the tense muscles at the base of my neck.
I groaned, my head falling back against her stomach. “Someone has to run this company.”
She laughed, the sound sending vibrations through her body into mine. “Always so serious.” Her hands moved lower, sliding down the front of my chest, unbuttoning my shirt with nimble fingers.
I caught her wrist. “What are you doing?”
“Taking care of my husband.” She circled around to face me, those stunning eyes locking with mine as she sank to her knees between my legs. “You need to relax, Aiden.”
Her fingers worked my belt open, and I could only watch, transfixed, as she freed my already hardening cock. The sight of her looking up at me from beneath those dark lashes, her perfect lips parting-
“Fuck,” I groaned as she took me into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head before she sank down, taking me deep. My hand fisted in her hair, guiding her movements as she sucked me with perfect
pressure.
“That’s it,” I growled, watching her head bob between my thighs. “Take it all, baby.”
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She moaned around me, the vibration sending shocks of pleasure up my spine. I tightened my grip on her hair, holding her in place as I thrust up into her warm, wet mouth.
“Gonna cum down your pretty throat,” I warned as heat built at the base of my spine. “You want that? Want to taste me?”
She nodded, eyes watering slightly as she took me deeper, and that sight alone was enough to-
The sharp ring of my phone jolted me awake.
I sat up with a start, disoriented and uncomfortably hard. Fuck. I adjusted myself in my pants, willing away the erection as I grabbed the phone.
“Carter,” I answered, my voice gruff.
“Sir, your 2 o’clock is here,” my assistant’s voice came through the line.
“Give me five minutes,” I managed, hanging up.
I stood and moved to the private bathroom attached to my office, splashing cold water on my face. In the mirror, my reflection looked back at me with darkened eyes and flushed skin.
This was getting ridiculous. I hadn’t had a wet dream since I was a teenager, and now I was fantasizing about Aria like some hormone-driven adolescent.
This wasn’t the first time I’d dreamt of her, but it was becoming more frequent. More intense. The dreams had started after that kiss-that impulsive, unexpected kiss that should have meant nothing. 1
I slammed my fist against the shower wall. What the hell was wrong with me?
This was supposed to be a business arrangement, nothing more. A marriage of convenience. She got her revenge on Liam, I got my grandmother’s approval and that piece of land. Simple.
But when I felt that sharp stab of possessiveness every time Liam White’s name came up in
conversation.
After drying off,I opened my laptop to review some contracts, but my mind kept drifting back to her.
It wasn’t just physical attraction-though God knows that was there in spades. It was something else. Something that made me want to shield her from every hurt, to stand between her and anyone who dared to cause her pain.
caught my reflection in the darkened window and hardly recognized myself. I looked… softer somehow. Less controlled.
This wasn’t supposed to happen. I wasn’t supposed to develop feelings for her. That wasn’t part of our
agreement.
I exhaled sharply, dragging my focus back to work.
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Aria’s POV
The notification on my phone chimed just as I was getting ready for bed. Lily’s name flashed across my
screen.
“Aria! That bitch is at it again!” Lily’s voice came through so loud I had to pull the phone away from my ear. “Sophia just posted some fake-ass apology trying to make you look like a liar!”
I froze. “What are you talking about?”
“Check social media right now. She’s playing the victim card-AGAIN.”
I quickly opened the app, and there it was: Sophia’s perfectly crafted “heartfelt apology” sitting at the top of my feed. My blood pressure skyrocketed as I read through it.
“I sincerely apologize for any misunderstandings my immature behavior may have caused. There was never anything inappropriate between Liam and me. I’m truly sorry for crashing your family dinner – I only wanted to help reconcile your relationship.
The kneeling was entirely my choice, not something Aria demanded! I’ll be seeking legal action against those who recorded and shared these videos without permission.
As for the accusations about late-night threatening calls -I categorically deny making any threatening phone calls to Aria. I would never stoop to such behavior, especially during such a difficult time in my
life…”
I stared at my screen, speechless. The audacity of this woman! Even now, backed into a corner with the entire internet against her, she was still trying to manipulate the narrative.
“Are you seeing this?” Lily demanded. “She’s literally gaslighting the entire internet!”
“I see it,” I replied, scrolling through the comments. Already, some were beginning to question my
version of events.
“Maybe Aria exaggerated?”
“Two sides to every story…”
“We shouldn’t rush to judge without all the facts…”
My fingers tightened around my phone. After everything she’d put me through-after all the evidence I’d shared-some people were still falling for her act.
I couldn’t help but laugh. Now I understood why Sophia dared to respond – she was desperately trying to shift attention away from her actions. She was gambling that I didn’t have proof of her calls.
But surprise, bitch! I did.
That night when she called, I was surprisingly clear-headed. The moment I saw her name, I hit record. That conversation had been sitting in my phone ever since, just waiting for this moment.
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“You know what? I’ve had enough of this,” I said, my voice surprisingly steady despite the anger burning inside me. “I wasn’t going to release this, but she’s left me no choice.”
“Release what? Aria, what do you have?”
“The phone call, Lily. I recorded it.”
There was a beat of silence before Lily squealed. “YOU RECORDED IT? Oh my God, upload it now! END
HER!”
“Give me ten minutes.”
Without hesitation, I uploaded the audio file and posted it publicly:
“Say what you want to say this time,” my voice sounded tired but firm in the recording.
“Aria, how did you know it was me?” Sophia’s syrupy sweet voice replied. “I just wanted to remind you that tomorrow is your three-year anniversary with Liam.”
“Aren’t you planning to get your marriage license with him tomorrow?”
My response was cutting: “Do you think I’m some kind of recycling center, Sophia? You think Liam’s the only man in the world? If you’re so fond of collecting trash, keep him. I’ve already thrown him away.”
I added a simple caption: “Receipts. #LetTheAudioSpeak”
Then I reached for my phone, switched it to silent, and set it face-down on my nightstand.
Just as I pulled the covers over me, the screen lit up-Aiden.
I hesitated for half a second, then picked up.
“Don’t forget about tomorrow,” he said quietly. “My grandmother’s expecting you.”
“I won’t,” I murmured, my voice soft with exhaustion.
There was a pause. Not awkward-just quiet.
“Goodnight, Aria.”
“Goodnight.”
I ended the call and lay back against the pillows, finally letting my eyes close.
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