Always stayed alone and liked to be alone, Alan was used to his life and never really felt he need somebody to be around him or somebody to look after him.

He unusual got along well with Aria. He didn't feel the repulsiveness to stay away with Aria as he feels around others. Instead, he felt content staying with her, seeing her, talking to her even if she makes fun of him.

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He felt everything about her as amusing and interesting.

Seeing her bringing coffee for him which she didn't really have to do made him feel warm. He realized what was missing in his life -

Happiness.

And his happiness was Aria.

Aria who returned downstairs picked her glass and went near the lake. Even though it was summer, it was cold near the lake. She suspended her legs in the water and sat on the wooden walkover watching the sunset.

She had very conflicted thoughts. She was sad due to her life which changed completely, She was happy having the Morgan family with her at such a critical time.

She wanted to live alone yet she didn't want to stay alone.

She accepted the reality but it didn't stop her from feeling the pain.

Only she knew how it feels having nobody to call as a family and hearing people say she doesn't have anybody.

She never liked to depend or being a burden on anybody yet she had no choice but to be troublesome for the Morgan family to look after her.

She was lost in thoughts that were broke by a mobile ringtone. It was a call from Noah. After receiving she heard three voices greeting her, "Hey Third wheel!"

Aria pouted in annoyance and started to chat with them.

Elite had won the match and the team was moving to another city to play quarter-finale which was on Monday.

After about a half an hour, they hung up the call.

Aria realized her feet were too cold. She quickly went back to the villa and checked in the guest room for a fresh towel and washed her feet in hot water before exiting.

She didn't know how long Alan's meeting would continue hence she was watching a random channel until the doorbell rang.

She knew only people who Alan permitted could enter the main gate hence she opened the door to see a man wearing shades at dark time. He was in a partywear shimmering to the eyes.

"Alaaaan..." That man rubbed his eyes under his glass before speaking excitedly.

He didn't rub his eyes to confirm he was at the right place it was for identifying Aria as a school goddess.

"SCHOOL GODDESS! You are soo cuteee..."

Aria stepped back to escape his slender fingers which were about to pinch her cheek and asked, "Do we know each other?"

"Hey! Don't you know ME?" He removed his shades to show his alluring face but he had displeased expression.

Aria identified after he removed sunglasses, "Mr.Ross! Enter in. President Morgan is in his room attending a meeting."

Aria knew Isaac and Alan were friends but she wasn't friendly and treated him as a stranger.

Isaac was surprised but his head was filled with School goddess's video. "You beat the National goddess beautifully. Are you interested in showbiz? I can make you famous. You are so very pretty."

Aria was waiting to close the door but Isaac bluffed and tried to pinch her cheek again. Aria avoided and coldly said, "hands away."

While moving back, she bumped to Alan who excused himself from meeting to see who came as he had guessed who could it be.

Aria raised her head to see Alan up close and stood aside quickly.

Isaac excitedly punched his fist to Alan's shoulder, "You are an amazing man. I called you to get School goddess information and you brought her home directly."

Aria furrowed her brows.

Isaac was the one who had called and informed Alan that there was a video in which Nation goddess was brutally defeated but a cutie school goddess. He had exaggerated to the extent he would marry her if he gets her and asked him to get her information.

Alan checked the video because of the words 'School Goddess' and ordered his team to clean up. His order wasn't because Aria didn't want it, it was for attracting too much attention.

So Isaac thought Alan brought her for him.

Before Alan could speak, he circled Alan, "Man! look at you. I almost died many times asking you to change a little. You... you... are you planning to come to the Entertainment industry?" There were always such gossips in the Entertainment industry.

Aria felt like Isaac was just a body with toned muscles and there was nothing in his head, "Why? Are you scared President Morgan will take your sexiest man title away?"

She went back to the couch and sat down ignoring them.

Alan's lips tilted up, Isaac stuttered looking at Aria, "Why did she sound like an anti-fan? How can she be mean to me? ME! Isaac Ross."

He turned back to Alan to tease, "Alan! when did you start bringing girls home? What's up?"

Alan replied one word looking at Aria, "Aria"

Isaac's mouth was wide open in shock. He took two steps towards Aria but Alan pulled him back by his collar but he couldn't get to speak.

"Wow! You are too fast! Are you two living together already?"

Alan glared at him as he spoke, "I haven't told her anything and you aren't saying her anything. Do I have to use a different language to make you understand?"

The different language was beating him up.

Isaac rolled his eyes, "Why does my cutie school goddess have to be your Aria Cooper?" He went to the living hall and sat on the couch.

Alan went back to his room for the meeting knowing Isaac wouldn't open his mouth about him.

Isaac thought given his superstar image, Aria would talk but the latter didn't care to spare a glance. He gave up soon and introduced himself, "Hey! Isaac Ross. Alan's friend."

Aria looked at him and nodded, "Aria Cooper."

Isaac's mood dampened hearing nothing about him, "Aren't you a fan of me? Haven't you seen my movies?"

Aria took her time to reply, "I have seen your recent movie in which you are great at flirting with a female lead and her friend yet you got the female lead. And I'm not your fan."

What Aria meant was, your taste of choosing such roles was pathetic. Isaac understood it too but it was the trend.

"Do we have any misunderstanding? Why are you so mean?" Isaac asked as he thought if he had offended her anytime.

"We don't know each other to have any misunderstanding. Mean? If you keep your self-centered attitude away, I may respond to you considering you as a friend of President Morgan." She didn't like it when he proudly asked 'Aren't you a fan of me?' It was more like 'I'm the superstar, everyone likes me'.