If there was a competition for who could button their shirts faster, Asher would be the winner. By the time I was down from the counter and done adjusting my slip dress Asher’s shirt was buttoned all the way up, and he was five feet away from me doing the dishes like nothing happened as Melody waddled in. No, she didn’t see anything, thank goodness.“Hey Bean, what’s wrong?” I asked, quickly running over to her as she rubbed her sleepy eyes, the blanket somehow managed to hang over her head the entire trip here.“I had a bad dweam”“Aww sweetie it’s okay, want to sleep with mummy tonight?” I asked, stretching my hand-over for her to take. I could feel Asher’s eyes on me, but I ignored it.“Yeah”“Okay, let’s go.”I took one last glance at Asher to meet his eyes already on me, and then he winked. I felt butterflies… after all we had just done on that island, a mere wink caused me to have butterflies. I shook my head and let Melody lead me away.*****I wasn’t able to get much sleep las
The silence was louder than over a hundred people cheering in an auditorium. It was loud, it was icy, and it was quite choking as well, but Asher was handling it well, gladly participating in a stare-down with my scary Latino mother while I shivered like a wet chicken on the side. I was not complaining… I would rather be a wet chicken.“You broke your promise” my mother glared. Asher stared back.“Yes”“YES??” my mother yelled… more like screaming. She almost had a coronary. My hand instinctively reached out to Asher, looking for some to protect him from any oncoming flying slippers.“Mama…” I started, but she shut me up with a glare, causing me to instinctively sink into the sofa.“Mantener cerrado!!” (keep shut)“I don’t intend on denying it. I was ignorant, foolish, and weak. I am sorry. I won’t promise that she won’t get hurt again, but I can promise I will die trying to protect her and be worthy of her”, Asher added solemnly.“If you don’t, I’ll kill you myself” she stated, and I
Dinner date night… checkPress conference… checkTake pictures for a press conference… checkTease Asher some more… checkGo to a gala I have no interest in attending… checkFind a way to escape from the mysterious man in all black that has been following me for the past ten minutes… uncheckedIt was exactly that. A man had been following me for the past ten minutes in this stupid gala. I had decided not to go but changed my mind for business reasons. I think he wants to kill me because I can see something glinting in his hand. My… who would want to kill a good little me? I have a good idea, and it may have to do with getting back with the same son he had shipped me half across the world from. I knew the other shoe would drop soon. Does this guy know how uncomfortable it is to run in heels?I hadn't even had time to look back or notice that the creepy guy was no longer following behind me but had taken a corner and now had me in his grip when he pulled me unknowingly from my left, sl
The last thing I needed today was to be ten minutes late for one of the most important meetings of my career. Melody was having a bad day today, hence I had to take extra time and patience with her. Don’t get me wrong, I’d rather be late to a million meetings than disregard my daughter’s emotions, but why was it today of all days, I wondered as I drove through the roads of New York like a half-crazed woman. Luckily, Anna, my assistant, had called to inform me that my soon-to-be business partner was running late as well, so my only goal was to get to the office before they did. I will not look incompetent. The force of something hitting my brand-new Tesla lunges me a bit forward. I shut my eyes hoping this is all some cruel joke. I stepped out of my car to see the car that had hit me and assess the damage to mine. “Are you serious right now? I just got this car” I groaned, it was a limo. Great, I’m sure the driver would be rich enough to fix my bumper. I walked over to the car. The
Anna was waiting for me at the entrance of the building like she always does because she always prefers running through the activities of the day with me as we walked back to the office. I took a deep breath as I stepped out of my car. The rest of the drive to the office was enough for me to get back a bit of my composure. I learned six years ago that no one should ever see you weak, it’s eat or be eaten.“Good morning Miss Norman”“Morning Anna. Let me have the activities for the day”, I said immediately.“Our first activity is the meeting with MIX Fashion Wear which has now been rescheduled to eleven am due to unforeseen circumstances.”I looked at my watch, it was fifteen minutes past ten, and I still had a while to fully get myself together before the expected guests arrived.“After that, we have a two-hour meeting with Vogue magazine for a little run-down of what to expect from the interview for next week on Saturday.”We got to the elevator and I pushed the button to go straight
“Are you going to keep making out with the door? Are you going to face me? You've been running long enough”, Asher demanded.I turned around, he sat comfortably in my chair as he played with the name plaque on my table, running his hands through my new identity.“How did you get here?” I asked as sternly as possible, fully knowing my voice is failing me.“It is of no importance.”“It is to me,” I scoffed.“You went so far… so far, you know that, right?”“Oh please…” I started. But he cuts me off“I looked for you like a madman, I looked for you, I thought you had died or something. You just vanished. You and your mom. Like you never existed”“Stop” I snapped, but his eyes narrowed with anger.“What the heck happened?! We had plans!”“Did we? I don't think so… Asher don't bull sh*t me right now” I answered, rage filled me as I recalled the day I ran away, everything I knew that he didn't know that I knew. Everything I had been told.He stood up now and walked over to me, stalking me as
It's been a week since my stay in Asher's penthouse, a big mistake that will never repeat itself, and he has called me a little over fifty times since then. I know that because an unknown number had been blowing up my phone all week. The contract had been signed, so there was no point in engaging in pointless things like calling each other, it would only lead to more complications… with what went down last week. It is obvious that I should stay away from him as much as possible. Besides, if he has something of the utmost importance to tell me, he can relay it to me through my assistant.I've been telling this to myself all week since he started calling. I'm sure it's because I left his penthouse bright and early without saying goodbye. no doubt he is pissed off about it. Things are better off this way. At least I had things to keep me busy for the day. I had to shoot a campaign for the upcoming brand collaboration release between Canary and MIX. I got his first text.Unknown: I've bee
The last time I had seen Asher’s father was about four years ago on the day I graduated from college, he didn't say anything to me but I saw him stalking me from the crowd reminding me of the promise I had made. I tried to remain as calm as possible as I stared at him while he made himself comfortable on the sofa opposite me.“When was the last time I saw you? four… five years ago?” He scoffed as he looked around my office with a look in his eyes- as if he was judging, no one had to tell me he was.“Are you trying to make small talk Mr. Stone? I imagine you are a busy man so let's cut to the chase. what do you want?” I asked as I crossed my legs, his eyebrows rose in surprise.“You’ve grown bolder”“I refuse to let your family ridicule me again” I finalized, he nodded with a smirk that irked me… why did Asher have to look so much like him? It makes it so hard to hate him the way I want.“I only did what was best for my family”I scoffed.“And it was the best for me too” I added before