Aria's POV

I met him at a loud pub with flashing lights and blaring music, as well as women laughing. I didn't like him from the moment our eyes met. His gaze caressed me in a heated and horrifying way. He was seated in a corner, with two attractive women on either side of him. He was accompanied by business people, I believe, but he didn't look away from me. That's the type of sight I see in him: blue eyes that appear to whisk you to a cloud but then dump you when he becomes bored. I could see his silver earring on his left ear even in the...