Bewitched His Soul

Aria was sleeping when she felt someone trace her cheeks, she frowned and turned to her other side so that her sleep would not be disturbed. But the  hand did not stop and moved to her neck.

Unwillingly Aria half-opened her eyes to see Travis sitting on the bed looking at her with a doting smile.

"Get up, it's already 7," he said. 

"Five more minutes, it's just 7," Aria mumbled as waking up at 7 is too early for her.

"I have ordered breakfast, it will get cold," Travis removed the blanket from her.

Aria cursed Travis in her mind and got up as she could not go back to sleep after missing the warmth of the blanket. Shecame to the dining table after freshening up only to find all the dishes spread on the table were her favorites.

"My favorite dishes from X restaurant? But doesn't that restaurant open at 10,?" Aria sat next to Travis.

"Well, I wanted to treat you to a perfect breakfast. Nothing, a little bit of money and the Ambrosio title cannot solve," Travis said as he served her food.

"You should eat too," Aria said as he was sitting there silently staring at her.

"Hmm...," Travis ate  a smaller portion as he was not a fan of spicy and oily food.

After finishing the food she was about to take a napkin, but Travis beat her and wiped the corner of her lips with a tissue. He was very attentive during the breakfast, giving her water before she asked or knowing what dish she wanted again.

"Take this," Travis gave her  a black box.

"What's this?" Aria asked as it looked like  a gift.

"Open it, you will know," Travis took her hand and placed the gift on her palm. She opened the box to find a mobile phone. Not any phone but the most expensive phone in the world. It was customized and guaranteed as the most secure smartphone.

"I broke your phone yesterday, so I got you a new one," Travis stated.

"Travis, you don't  need to give me a new phone. You should have bought the same model as my previous one. This one is so expensive," Aria complained.

"What's wrong with gifting my girlfriend something expensive? I want you to have the same phone model as mine," Travis justified.

"Who is your girlfriend?" Aria exclaimed.

"Well I don't see anyone in this room except you and me, so it's obviously you, my dear," Travis smirked.

"I am not your girlfriend, yet. You said you will give me time," Aria scowled.

"Aria, you asked for time, but try to remember did I promise you anything," Travis raised his brow.

Aria thought back to yesterday's events, when she asked him to give her time he did not reply and simply carried her to the bed.

"No," Aria shook her head.

"I had given you time once and it did not end well. This time everything will be according to my terms," Travis said firmly.

"But I…," Aria was interrupted.

"It's getting late, go get ready. I will drop you at  the office," Travis instructed.

Aria looked at the clock and she was already running 15 minutes late, so she decided to listen to him. She was sure Travis was being stubborn and no matter how much she tried to explain, he will not change his decision.

After half an hour they reached her office. The entire way Travis was reading something on his phone while Aria put on earphones and listened to the music. She did not want to disturb him, so she quietly opened the car door when suddenly Travis held her hand and pulled her towards him.

"Are you leaving without saying goodbye?" Travis asked.

"You were busy," Aria replied as her hands were on his chest.

"Sorry, my bad. I will not repeat this again," Travis planted a kiss on her forehead.

As soon as he loosened his grip she was out of the car. Seriously, this man had no boundaries, he treated her as if they were already in  a relationship. After she had taken a few steps Travis called her name and when she turned back he said he would come to pick her up.

Aria was working when one of the staff came to inform her that they needed her help in the auditorium.

"I've been staring at this painting for so long  my eyes are burning. I need a break, let me come with you," Piper stood up.

"No, only Aria is required," the staff immediately replied.

"I will be back soon," Aria said, following the person out of the room.

When she arrived at the auditorium there was no one present. "Where is everyone," Aria turned to ask the staff but instead Justin was standing in the middle of the room.

"Justin, did you call me to come here?" Aria asked.

"Yes, as soon as I returned from my trip, I wanted to see you," Justin walked towards her.

"I missed you so much," Justin was about to hug her when Aria stopped him by pushing his shoulders.

"What happened, you even blocked my number. If  something  is bothering you, you have to let me know," Justin said in a soft tone.

If she had not known  Justin's true nature she could have been fooled into thinking this man was so understanding and supportive.

"Justin, you don't need to pretend. I know everything," Aria said.

"What are you saying? I don't understand?" Justin was confused.

"I came to surprise you on the eve of the exhibition day and found you with Josie. You were talking about how you are with me only because of my father's name," Aria explained.

Justin was rooted to the spot, shocked, all the blood drained out of his face and he was white as a sheet  of paper. He never imagined this was the reason she avoided any contact with him while he was overseas.

He thought Aria, like any other girl, was throwing a tantrum because he did not spend more time with her or did not take her out.

He had perfectly planned everything once he learned Aria was the daughter of the Aristocratic member Aiden Cooper.

Aria was nothing like the rich, spoiled girl he thought she would be. She was genuine, polite, hardworking and her stunning beauty was an added plus. Her naive, innocent nature made it easy for him to gain her trust.

In fact he did not even work much, just a few sweet words and do some cheesy stuff.  That's all and Aria was in his arms. He was so careful not to get caught by Aria but this stupid Josie ruined everything.

Josie was so jealous and paranoid that she started behaving like a possessive girlfriend even though he had made it clear that they were just sleeping partners.