Novels by Aashisushi

ChristinaThe last few days of the trip dragged on. Each one felt heavier than the last.I avoided Hunter as much as I could.Different chairs. Different paths. Different excuses.But avoidance didn’t erase him. It only made me more aware of when he was close.Once, he pulled me into a brief hug—too fast for anyone to question it. His hand brushed my stomach by accident.He froze.So did I.His fingers lingered for a fraction of a second longer than they should have. Like he’d felt something. Like his body had registered it before his mind could.My breath hitched. I didn’t stop him.I hated that part the most.The next morning, we gathered on the beach again.The sun was already high. Laughter floated through the air.Alina stayed glued to Hunter’s side, her arms wrapped around his waist, sometimes his arm. Anyone watching them would’ve thought they are still dating..But his eyes never left me.Not when he laughed.Not when she touched him.Not even when our parents were right there

HunterTwo years ago.My hands gripped Chris’s tight. I schemed this move to make her fall harder for me. One step closer to her soul. Closer to break her.But now her hand fit so perfectly in mine that I couldn’t let it go.Not even for a second.“I love you,” Chris said. Her cheeks flushed hot pink. Eyes crinkled with that shy smile that twisted my gut.“Really? Prove it,” I teased.I just wanted to test her. See how deep she was in.“How?” she asked. Her voice was full of fire. So sure of her love. “How can I prove my love for you?”She tilted her head. Her eyes locked on mine like she would fight for this truth.“Kiss me. Right here. Right now.”She glanced around. Blinked fast.“Here?”We had come with my dad’s business partner’s family trip.We were on a quiet beach. Just us and the waves.“Yes.” I stepped closer. My chest brushed hers. “Show me.”No one was nearby. But she hesitated. Scared we’d get caught.“What’s wrong? Don’t you love me enough?”My lips curled into a smirk.

HunterChris plopped beside her and.“How was your date?” Melania asked, almost bouncing with excitement.I’d never despised her the way I did in that moment.I used to love her for trying to fix things between Chris and me. For believing we could be salvaged. Then she’d invited those two—Asher and Alina—like tossing a match into gasoline.“It went well,” Chris said and smiled.The word well scraped against my skin.I lifted my fork and pretended to eat but my jaw was tight. My senses tuned to every shift in her voice. Every breath she took.“And?” Melania leaned closer. “Did you two kiss?”My fork froze halfway to my mouth.The sound of cutlery around us blurred. The sea. The music. Everything dulled to a low hum.Chris’s gaze slid to me.Straight into my darkness.Her expression didn’t change. No blush. No guilt. No defiance. Just calm—deliberate, measured calm—like she knew exactly what that question had done to me.My fingers curled slowly around the fork.Waiting.For her answer.

Hunter“Why don’t you just give up, Hunter?” Alina’s voice slid into my ear. Soft and poisonous. “Look at them. Your family’s already accepted him.”My jaw tightened.Across the sand, Chris was laughing. Dancing. Asher’s hand rested on her bare waist like it belonged there.It didn’t.My blood burned. I’d tried everything to keep him away from her. Every trick. Every boundary crossed. And still—she stood there with him. Bold and glowing. In a way that made my chest ache.“Shut the fuck up,” I muttered.Alina flinched but didn’t move away.Chris turned slightly. The firelight catching her skin. The bikini barely hid what I already knew by heart.She wasn’t shy anymore.Not like before. She was learning how much power she had and she was using it right now.I grabbed the bottle of rum and tipped it back. The burn doing nothing to quiet the storm inside me.Alina caught my wrist. “Hunter, what are you doing?” Her fingers tightened. “I love you. Why won’t you accept my love?”She reached

ChristinaThe sand rushed up fast.By the time our feet touched the ground, my hands were still knotted in Hunter’s shirt. I didn’t remember reaching for him. I only knew he hadn’t let go once—not when the wind screamed, not when my knees shook, not even when the harness slackened.His arms stayed tight around me, like he was afraid I’d vanish the second the ropes came off.I stepped away the moment I could breathe again.Mom and Uncle Carter were already walking toward us.“Hunter… Chris?” Mom’s brows pulled together. “You two went together?”Hunter opened his mouth.Yes, Auntie,” he started, stepping closer to her.“Mom,” I cut in quickly. My heart was still racing. “I got scared of the height. Hunter just… helped me calm down.”The words tasted wrong.But I said them anyway.I told myself I was protecting the peace.The truth was simpler—I was afraid of what Hunter would do if I didn’t.Mom’s face softened. “Oh. That’s good, then.”Relief loosened something in my chest.Then her g

HunterI signaled the helper.He hesitated, then released the rope.I couldn’t see Chris’s face, but I felt it—the sharp flinch in her body. The way her breath stuttered under my hands.She was shocked. So was Alina.Chris never saw it coming.She never knew I decided the moment I left the dining table.I would be the one flying with her. Not that bastard.“But you should go with Alina,” she said quickly. “Why are you here with me?”Alina was still close enough to see us. Her eyes were wide. Helpless.“I broke off the engagement. She was never more than a friend” I said low. “You and I go together.” I tightened the straps and looked straight at Chris.Even though she was not cooperating much. I still made her wear the suit.“I won’t let another woman into my life. And I won’t let you go with another man.”I gestured to the instructor.He nodded. “Run.”Chris didn’t move.She planted her feet like the ground itself was holding her back.“I’m not going with you.” She shook her head hard

“Bye, baby…” Aria waved to Annika, who waved back with a bright smile. Aria dropped Annika to her school and headed for her office. Annika walked back to her classroom and attended her class. When the mid-school bell rang, Annika rushed out of her class excitedly. Holding her tiffin bag in her hand, she didn’t care if she fell in her way.She wasn’t alone—Hope came running out of his classroom too.“Hope!” Annika shouted, spotting him.“Annie!” Hope called back, his face lighting up.The two hugged tightly, as if they hadn’t seen each other in years. They pulled out their tiffins and sat outside together, sharing their food and chatting happily.“Annie, what’s your plan? How are we going to bring Aria Auntie and Dad back together?” Hope asked Annika, his voice brimming with curiosity.The tense atmosphere at home had made it clear to both kids that something was deeply wrong between Aria and Theodore. They both were small but they had clear ideas about everything.After meeting at t

“You can’t take Annika anywhere. Especially not to him. She’s my daughter. I’m her father,” Theodore said, his voice firm but laced with a selfish undertone.He couldn’t bear the thought of Aria going to George Kingston. He knew what kind of man George was—a predator filled with lust who had ruined countless women’s lives. Theodore had seen it firsthand.Even after catching her, he didn't want to see her life ruined by that dirty man.“Annika is my daughter too, Theo. No one knows her better than I do. I will keep her safe no matter what.” Aria retorted. She couldn’t even imagine living without Annika. If there was one person who mattered most in her life, it was her daughter. “Wasn’t one man’s love enough for you?” Theodore asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Obviously it was something else, Theodore was much better than George in everything. Looks, money, power. “Is there something that I couldn’t give what your body wanted?”Aria’s brows shot up. She had seen him in the bar’

“Maybe you and Daddy forgot,” Annika said, her voice heavy with disappointment.Outside, children stood holding balloons, looking as if they’d just returned from the amusement park. Aria realised Annika just remembered it now.“Sorry, darling,” Aria said, immediately pulling Annika into a tight hug. “I promise I’ll take you to the amusement park tomorrow. We will have so much fun.”Aria made the promise, and Annika’s face lit up with joy.“Promise, Mommy?” Annika asked, her eyes wide with hope.Aria nodded firmly. A week had passed since Aria left the mansion. Theodore had thrown himself into his case, or rather, he wanted to stay busy—anything to escape the painful memories of Aria.He could never have imagined, even in his worst nightmares, that Aria would leave him the way she did. She vanished like an air. Her traces left nowhere around him.He parked his car at the mansion’s entrance and stepped inside.Despite his reluctance, he had to return. Aria’s presence may have vanished

Theodore opened the cupboard and froze, shocked.Aria’s wardrobe was completely empty. Her clothes, her makeup, even her guitar—everything was gone. But there was something inside the little drawer. He opened it. He was stunned when he saw the greeting cards, and gifts that he gave her on valentines day every year. Even the jewelry he brought her. Everything was there, intact.“Where did she go?” Theodore asked, his voice trembling. His heart breaks to see her taking away every trace of her from his life.Amanda, realizing Theodore was clueless about Aria’s whereabouts, seized the moment. She could tell from his disheveled state that he’d been heavily drunk last night. Theodore probably remembers nothing from last evening.“Where else? With her boyfriend. She left with that man we caught her sleeping with,” Amanda said coldly.She was lying without hesitation, her confidence so convincing that Theodore couldn’t help but believe it was the truth.“Did Aria say this?” Theodore asked,

She felt a little weird, because she knew what it was. Her mother used to stand like this to lure the men entering the secret room. Probably a man would pick one of the call girls and use that room for a night.Aria, clutching the memory chip tightly, rushed toward the private room. The door was already ajar.As she reached the doorway, she froze. Her hands gripped her black skirt tightly. The sight before her was enough to shake her entire world.Theodore stood there, shirtless, with a call girl kneeling in front of him. Her face closer to his hips. . Aria’s heart stopped. Even though she couldn’t see her face. She knew what that girl was doingIt looked like the girl was giving Theodore a blowjob, his hand gripping her head.His belt, which she had gifted him once, was already unbuckled and lying on the floor. His shirt was thrown on the corner.The secret room was strictly used for sex inside bars. Aria was not a small baby who couldn’t get it. The noise from the bar drowned out

Theodore stormed into the private room and pushed the girl onto the bed. His fingers fumbled as he started unbuttoning his shirt, rage coursing through him. His mind was stuck on a loop, replaying the same agonizing moment like a broken record—Aria with George Kingston, the most painful sight he’d ever witnessed.He wasn’t even looking at the girl on the bed. The only image appeared to his eyes was Aria's face.“Mr. Windsor…” the girl purred in a seductive tone, her voice dripping with intent. Her hands slid over his chest.Theodore’s nostrils flared, his anger boiling over.“If you can do this, why can’t I? You betrayed me, Aria. I’ll do the same… If it’s so easy for you.. For me too..” he muttered bitterly, his words slurring with alcohol and pain.He ripped open his shirt, the buttons coming undone in one swift motion.His chiseled six-pack abs gleamed under the dim red lights, his lean, muscular body radiating a raw, dangerous allure, tinged with the sharp scent of alcohol.Theod