Aria looked at him, her heart beating so fast she could barely think straight.
"N…no," she said, trying to sound firm, even though her voice slightly betrayed her. "I don't want you to do anything to me. After what you did to me that night… not happening."
Ryan didn't respond immediately.
Instead, a slow smile spread across his face—calm, confident… and completely dangerous.
"Oh really…?" he said quietly.
His eyes stayed on hers, unreadable yet filled with amusement.
"What did I do…?" he asked, like he didn't already know the answer.
Aria froze.
"You—" she started, then stopped, her fa