Aria Sterling's long, glossy black hair cascaded over her shoulders. She crossed her arms instinctively, her cherry-red lips pouting in a clear show of anger.
A rebellious little cowlick on the top of Aria's head only added to her adorable charm. Her plump cheeks were already flushed crimson.
Damian Xavier chuckled softly.
His large, slender-fingered hand gently ruffled Aria's soft hair. A tender light shone from the depths of Damian Xavier's eyes as he gazed lovingly at the pouting girl.
Perhaps because his loving gaze was too intense, Aria muttered, "Hmph, you jerk!" She immediately turned her head, refusing to meet Damian's eyes. It was impossible to stay angry when he looked at her with such gentle adoration.
Damian's fair hand cupped Aria's youthful cheek, forcing her to look at him again. Seeing she was still sulking, he chuckled and said, "Baby, are you jealous?"
Aria huffed, snapping angrily, "No!"
