Aria's POV

“That’s a lie. It's obvious that you need my help,” he said dryly, dipping the spoon into the plate.

“Besides, I'm not doing it for you.” He murmured, lifting the spoon to my lips.

I hesitated for a moment as I began to wonder whether this was a trap or something else.

But when my stomach growled again, my pride and caution lost the battle. I opened my mouth, and accepted the food.

I moaned slightly in satisfaction. It was the best thing I ...