Chapter 50 Cooking For The King
- Aria’s POV
- “Answer me. Who did this?” Valen’s eyes locked onto my bleeding palm as if they were burning holes through my skin. The air around him dropped in temperature until it felt like it was about to freeze solid.
- “I did it myself,” I said, shaking my numb hand. “I couldn’t hold back earlier and slapped that trashy couple. I hit them too hard and tore the wound open.”