Chapter 168
Aria’s POV
My mind was filled with Lillian’s words “that woman is obviously trying to steal your man,” so much so that I didn’t even notice the car had stopped when we got home.
Aiden called my name twice with no response, so he leaned over to help me unbuckle my seatbelt.
His familiar woody scent suddenly came close, and only then did I snap back to reality.
Looking at Aiden helping me with my seatbelt, Lillian’s words echoed in my mind again. For some reason, I suddenly felt an inexplicable panic.
“What are you thinking about so seriously p>
Lost in thought, I heard him ask, and instinctively blurted out: “Thinking about stealing a man p>
Oh, what did I just say?
Realizing my slip of the tongue, I froze completely. Should I just push open the car door, run upstairs, lock the door and play dead?
But before I could implement this escape plan, there was suddenly a “click” in the car the sound of locks engaging.
Great, Aiden had locked the car doors.
After locking the doors, he turned to me: “Mrs. Carter, don’t you think you should explain what you just said p>
I looked into those deep eyes of his, my hands trembling with guilt: “Let me explain, Aiden p>
He leisurely loosened his shirt collar, looking at me with a half-smile: “Good, I’m all ears p>
My cheeks burned as I quietly protested: “It’s not making excuses p>
“Mm, go ahead p>
Aiden leaned slightly to one side, looking like he was listening intently.
I felt guilty under his stare, thinking about how to begin.
After a while, I finally said: “Actually, it’s like this – my friend has fallen for a man who
is currently single. But for certain reasons, my friend can’t confess to him right now p>
“What reasons p>
I immediately got stuck: “Well, they’re colleagues now, and my friend is afraid that if the confession fails, it’ll be awkward for everyone p>
“So she just won’t confess p>
I took a deep breath: “That’s not the point p>
“Sorry, I shouldn’t have interrupted you. Please continue p>
“The point is that now another woman has appeared, and she seems interested in that man too. She’s even deliberately provoked my friend in front of her, doing things that made my friend unhappy. Just now my friend asked me if that woman was trying to steal her man p>
At this point, I felt extremely guilty: “So I was just thinking whether what that woman did was trying to steal him from her p>
“That’s what happened, absolutely not what you’re thinking p>
After I finished speaking, I looked at Aiden with an innocent expression, though my burning ear tips had probably already betrayed me.
Aiden stared at me, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly as if restraining some impulse: “What did that woman do p>
I didn’t expect him to be so gossipy! The dignified president of Carter Group, how could he care about such details!
My heart pounded: “She, she called that man by his nickname in front of her p>
“And that woman and my friend’s male colleague seem to be childhood friends p>
At this point, I suddenly became curious about Aiden’s opinion: “Do you think that counts as stealing a man p>
“Yes p>
I nervously clenched my hands: “Then, what do you think my friend should do p>
I looked at him, feeling like my heartbeat had never been so intense.
“Is your friend sure that male colleague doesn’t like her p>
I felt too guilty to meet Aiden’s eyes, only daring to stare at his collar: “She’s not sure
either. If she knew he didn’t like her, she wouldn’t be struggling p>
If I knew Aiden didn’t like me, I would of course lock away my heart. Though I
always told myself he was just infatuated with my body, initially I hoped to separate physical intimacy from true love, but I could clearly feel myself falling.
“What does your friend think of how that male colleague treats her p>
Looking at Aiden’s serious expression as he helped analyze, I felt even more guilty: “Pretty well, sometimes when she’s bullied, that male colleague even speaks up for her p>
“I see “
Aiden looked at me, seeming to think seriously: “I suggest your friend could boldly confess p>
“Really p>
If I boldly confessed, Aiden wouldn’t kick me out of this villa, would he?
“Mm p>
Aiden looked down at me: “Since that man hasn’t shown dislike for your friend, and even occasionally helps her, even if he has no romantic feelings, he definitely doesn’t dislike your friend p>
“Since he doesn’t dislike her, the success rate of confession is at least fifty percent. Even if unsuccessful, he’ll know your friend’s feelings first, so she won’t be beaten by a third party p>
I hesitated: “But what if he rejects her p>
“If your friend is really afraid of rejection, she could try pursuing him first p>
“How to pursue p>
I blinked at Aiden, suddenly feeling a thrill. Was this me scheming? Getting him to
teach me how to win him over!
“I have no experience with that p>
“Oh… okay p>
I was somewhat disappointed, the light in my eyes dimming.
Aiden looked at me: “Don’t you have experience p>
I was stunned, looking very innocent: “I have no experience p>
“Really p>
He raised an eyebrow: “I heard you pursued Liam White for several years p>
Which shameless person was spreading nonsense?
I quickly explained: “It wasn’t like that. I did like Liam, but I didn’t do anything special p>
Strictly speaking, Liam confessed first. I don’t know how the outside world spread it, making it sound like I chased Liam for years.
Just thinking about it was annoying.
“Mm p>
Aiden unlocked the car, his deep eyes scanning me: “I’m different. I’ve never been pursued by anyone p>
“Anything else to say?” he asked, his gaze becoming unfathomable.
I shook my head: “No… nothing else p>
“Good,” Aiden’s lips curved into a dangerous smile, “now it’s my turn p>
He suddenly leaned forward, one hand gripping the back of my neck,
the other holding my chin, kissing t
his
me fiercely. This wasn’t a gentle kiss, but a possessive plunder, tongue forcefully invading my mouth as if to claim ownership.
“Aiden I murmured between our joined lips, but he blocked my mouth even more forcefully.
While kissing me, he unbuckled his seatbelt with one hand, then lifted me with one arm, making me straddle his thighs. Though the car interior was spacious, it was still cramped for two adults, my head nearly touching the roof.
“Go to the room,” I struggled to say between his kisses, “not here p>
“Can’t wait,” his low voice carried a roughness I’d never heard before, his hand already exploring under my clothes, “Do you know how beautiful you are? Your body fascinates me p>
His palm pressed against my waist, strong fingers moving upward, soon cupping my breast. I gasped, feeling my body had betrayed my reason.
“But you’re right,” Aiden suddenly stopped, breathing heavily, “not here p>
He pushed open the car door and carried me toward the house. I wrapped my arms
around his neck, my cheeks burning, worried neighbors might see this scene.
As soon as we entered, Aiden
pressed me against the wall and kissed me again. His hands roamed freely over my body, every inch of skin he touched felt like it was on fire was amazed by his strength – he supported my hips with one hand while the other had already undone my pants.
“To the bathroom,” he whispered in my ear, his voice hoarse, “I want to see you soaking wet p>
Without waiting for my response, he carried me toward the master bedroom’s bathroom. He set me down, quickly turned on the shower, then turned to face me. Hot water soon created steam, fogging up the mirror.
“Take it off,” he commanded, desire burning in his eyes, “let me see you p>
With trembling fingers, I slowly unbuttoned my clothes. He stood there motionless, watching me, that feeling of being targeted by a predator made me both fearful and excited.
When I was down to just my underwear, Aiden had already removed his suit jacket and shirt, revealing his perfect chest and abs. He walked over, tore off my remaining undergarments, then pushed me into the shower.
Warm water flowed over our bodies as Aiden turned me around to face the mirror, pressing close behind me.
“Look in the mirror,” he whispered in my ear, “see how you look when I touch you p>
I looked at myself in the mirror – flushed cheeks, dazed eyes. Aiden’s large hands covered my breasts, kneading the sensitive flesh while his other hand slid between my legs.
“Aiden,” I gasped, “we already did it once today p>
“Not enough,” he bit my earlobe, his voice full of lust, “I want to fuck you again p>
His fingers explored between my
legs, and I couldn’t help but moan.
We looked so lewd in the mirror, I
couldn’t look away, watching his
fingers move in and out of my most
private place, watching myself tremble under his control.
“Look at you,” his voice was low and seductive, “so beautiful, so sensitive p>
The sound of water mixed with my moans as Aiden suddenly turned me around to
face him, then lifted me up, my back against the cool tiles.
“Hold tight,” he commanded.
I obediently wrapped my arms around his neck, feeling his hardness pressed
against my entrance.
“Aria,” he called my name, his voice carrying a vulnerability I’d never heard before, “tell me you want me p>
“I want you, Aiden,” I gasped in response, “only you p>
He thrust into me forcefully and directly, I nearly screamed. Each of his thrusts made
my back hit the tiles, pain and pleasure intertwining, I couldn’t think, only moan with
his rhythm.
“Do you like me fucking you like this?” he growled in my ear.
I couldn’t answer, only expressing my agreement with tighter embraces and more passionate responses. His pace grew faster, his force heavier, I felt completely possessed, filled by him, marked by him.
When climax came, I gripped his shoulders tightly, my nails nearly digging into his skin. He reached his peak at the same time, his heavy breathing against my neck.