~Aria's POV~

I pulled away from Ethan's grasp, my face burning with anger, and my hand flew up, slapping him hard across the face. The sound echoed in the room, and I stepped back, my breathing heavy with indignation.

"What the hell are you doing?" I demanded, my voice shaking with fury. Ethan held his cheek, a chuckle bubbling up from his throat as he shook his head.

"I have every right to do that," he said, his grin twisted and mocking. "You're still my wife, Aria."

I ...