Chapter 11

• Aria's eyes locked onto the man standing in front of her, her heart racing with a mix of fear and uncertainty. She tried to compose herself, attempting to sound casual, "Umm... I... wanted to talk to Dante." She lied, her voice barely above a whisper, her eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape.
• The man's expression turned skeptical, his eyes narrowing as he studied Aria's face. "Then why were you eavesdropping on their conversations?" he asked, his voice firm, his tone accusatory.
• Aria's expression faltered, her eyes widening in surprise as she tried to think of a plausible explanation. "I was not eavesdropping, I just didn't want to enter when he was having a meeting," she said, her voice rising in defense. "I was waiting for him to finish, and my knees hurt, that's why you saw me in that posture," she added, her words tumbling out in a rush.