The Billionaire Darkness

Chapter Fifty Eight

Aria and I had been sitting in her room for the last few hours together and I was actually laughing for once it was slightly freeing to be around my first childhood friend.

The Winters and Verille families were old friends because both Aria's and my father went to Columbia University together for business administration, though my dad had been there longer since he took his MBA.

Now my dad was dead along with my mom, and Christian was having an affair with his assistant of all people.

How is life this fucked up.

Standing in the window of Aria's room I looked over Hyde Park and I had a feeling if I lived in the London instead of NYC I'd have bought the top floor penthouse here. But at the same time New York was home, even if the US was a chaotic country to live in.

"You have an obsession with admiration of things" she teases sitting cross legged on her bed.

"Its called being analytic and yes I am, I do it so I know exactly what's going on, and who I am spending my precious time with" I say.

"You have a lot of pride" she says hugging her pillow.

"I'm unfortunately a highly confident person and that mixed with me often being the smartest person in the room, except for when Nico is around. Is a recipe for pride" I say turning from the window and looking at her.

"Nico is academically the smartest, you have a mix between that and actual real life experiences".

I then smiled softly.

"You know there is something illegal in the UK, and I happen to be carrying one".

"Like what drugs?" she muses with a wide eyed expression.

This time it was a laugh that escaped my lips.

"No" I say pulling the handgun I always carried with me out, and rather quickly deconstructed it setting it on her desk.

"There is an example of how I've see the real world Aria, people are cruel, and in order to make it in the real world one has to become as bad if not worse".

I then sat down opposite her and I could tell she was paying attention to what I was saying.

"There are things I have always been able to know and have access to. My family originally made its money from world war one and two, the family wealth was from war, then my great grandfather was killed thirty years after, now my parents were killed, and the world around me is nothing but people wanting more and more" I sigh.

"I hope that I am the last person that gets to experience the evil of greed in my family".

"You're a protector Adrian, we all can see it, in the end you have always made sure the people you care about most don't get hurt. It's admirable" Aria says setting her hand on top of mine.

One of the things I had always appreciated about Arianna was how she was always there for me.

She also had an innocence that I honestly believed people didn't see because the girl lived in Bel Air, and drove Japanese sports cars while also doing modelling here and there for her mom's company.

Aria was a very soft person, and I had always liked that trait in her, because even when we were younger when no one dared get near me it was Aria who sat by me and never let anything bad happen.

"You know I never thanked you for Rosenberg, all the times you were there to make sure I never blew a casket" I say.

"It's what best friends do, we make sacrifices to help the other, and I would sacrifice a lot to help you" Aria says with another smile that I couldn't help but return.