THIRD POV～
The moment he crashes his lips on hers Aria closes her eyes her body responding to his kiss on it's own.
His lips seem to be an addiction,a dangerous one at that,she could not find it in herself to forget the feel of his lips and touch even after years of leaving.
It was etched to her skin like a tattoo and Aria often wondered if what she felt for him was more than just attraction or something big as love or worse an obsession.
Adonis wraps his hand around her neck and with a grip tight enough to draw her towards his body he starts kissing her like a starved animal.
He indeed has been starved,starved of her and her body for five years and also starved of her presence.
He tightens his grip around her neck a little suddenly feeling posessive of her.
