Sold To The Demon Alpha
Chapter 50

Aria’s POV

The first thought that came to my mind when I opened the door to Roma’s study and saw Salem bent over his desk as he rammed into her from behind would forever be ingrained in my memory.

His hand gripped her red hair savagely as he pulled her head back and her m***s made my chest constrict.

And then they both looked up to see who had entered but by then, my vision was blurred and as quickly as I opened the door to enter, I closed it and ran.

I didn’t even know where I was running to or what I was doing but I held my chest and didn’t fight the tears as they pooled down my cheek.

I didn’t realize that I had run into a wall until hands grabbed my shoulder and steadied me on the ground.

Okay, not a wall. A person.

“Woah, easy there, tiger.” The voice said in amusement but when I looked up, I saw Scott looking down at me with wide eyes that were filled with concern and it made more tears to fall down my cheeks.

Stupid. I was so stupid thinking that Roma liked me. So delusional thinking that he would like someone like me when there was someone like Salem.

Gently collecting the guitar from me, he hugged me with one hand and led me outside to the garden to sit on one of the benches.

Still holding me in his arms, he whispered calming words as my sobs quieted down and when I finally stopped crying, I quickly shifted away from him, embarrassed at how I’d bawled in front of him.

“Do you want to talk about it?” He whispered and I shook my head immediately, suddenly feeling bad that I was so standoffish when he was nothing but being nice to me by offering a listening ear.

“I’m sorry, I don’t mean that I don’t want to talk to you. I’m just really embarrassed by all of this. I’m not usually like this.” I said, which was a lie because I cried at every little inconvenience and having my heart shattered was no little convenience at all. It was even worse because I was the one that shattered it with my unrealistic expectations of Roma.

Scott smiled and gently touched my shoulder.

“It’s fine if you don’t want to talk about it, Aria. Don’t be embarrassed. I’ve cried quite a number of times too.”

I found that hard to believe with his jolly personality and my eyes went wide with surprise.

“When last did you cry?” I asked and he shrugged.

“When I was sixteen? I had a teeth removed and let me tell you, it hurt like a bitch.”

“And how old are you now?”

“Twenty four. How old are you?”

“Twenty two. And the last time you cried was eight years ago?” I asked with my brows raised, genuinely surprised. I couldn’t count how many times I had cried alone this week.

He grinned

“Well, when you put it that way, it seems like a long time ago.”

I rolled my eyes and laughed and his smile widened.

“There you are. You have such a beautiful smile, Aria.”

My face turned red in a blush and I cleared my throat. He reached into his pocket and handed me another chocolate bar.

“I figured you could use some sweetness. “

“Thank you very much, Scott.” I replied with a soft smile and he grinned, reaching out to ruffle my hair.

“You have a beautiful smile But you, my dear are a terrible crier.” He teased and when I laughed, he smiled again and I realized that he had been trying to make me feel better since I ran into him.

“Thank you for this” I raised the half eaten chocolate bar “And for making me smile.”

“It’s what friends do, isn’t it?”

I nodded and looked at the half moon in the sky.

I didn’t think I was going to be okay anytime soon. Because, without a doubt, tonight had made things even clearer for me. I didn’t just like Roma Ruggiero, I was head over heels in love with him.

Roma’s POV

She looked broken.

I had thought that Aria’s fearful face that night that she ran away was the only thing that would haunt me for years to come.

But nothing came close to how the light had disappeared from her eyes the minute she entered my study and saw me f*****g Salem against my desk.

I hadn’t anticipated the way my chest had caved in when she saw us and I felt dirty. Like a cheating husband. Like a delinquent.

Because I had known that I hurt her. It was as clear as day in her eyes.

And she had closed the door immediately.

“Get dressed, Salem.” I whispered as I gave her a wide berth and buckled up my jeans, my guilt threatening to swallow me alive.

I was a bastard who couldn’t even keep his word. Because if I had done as I had said, if I had stayed away from Aria like I had promised the both of us that I would after I rescued her from the forbidden forest, then maybe she would have moved on from me.

But I knew that we could not be together and yet I could not stay away from her. I couldn’t deny that I had led her on many times, subtly but it was still enough. I knew she was attracted to me and on my end, that was not even an issue.

If I wasn’t so worried that I wouldn’t be able to let her go, she would have been in my bed a long time ago.

Salem came to stand in front of me, naked from the waist up and even though she looked attractive enough, I was over it. She reached out her hand to cup my jaw.

“Oh come on, Roma, I can work you back up real good if that’s the problem. And I’ll have the maid punished for barging in to…”

She didn’t complete her statement because I growled and she flinched, her eyes widening in shock.

“I didn’t ask you to do anything for me or to the girl and you would do well to address me formally, Salem. We are f*****g and even that is over now, so do the needful.” I snapped in annoyance.

For the first time that I had ever seen Salem, her eyes watered at my words and I raised my eyebrows, wondering if it was the harshness of my voice.

I decided to be slower and as polite as someone like me could muster.

“I’m saying that you and I, this thing that we are doing, we have to end it now. It was never going to go past this in the first place. You know that, didn’t you?”

“Yeah, how foolish of me to want more right?” She snapped and because tears were already falling down her face, I let her be.

But as she angrily wore her shirt and left my study, my mind was only focused on one person.

On Aria Ajello.

And I had a bitter feeling that I had lost her.

But how could I lose someone that I never had?