The city skyline glittered like fire beneath the penthouse windows, but inside, the heat was not from the lights outside. Aria paced the suite, silk dress clinging to her curves, heart pounding as she replayed last night’s events over and over.

The rival—that insufferable woman—had left, but her presence lingered like a dark perfume. Aria could still feel the way her gaze had tested Ethan’s possessiveness, the way she had moved with deliberate seduction, the way she had whispered that ...