let's get married

Chapter 2

Ashley Gustavo POV

'Do you want to get your revenge?' I tossed on the bed as Asher's deep voice replayed in my head yet again. Slowly, I grabbed the duvet covering my body and held on to it tightly as memories of the shit I've been through flooded my mind. The heartbreaks I've suffered, the pain Ace had caused me, and my heart was filled with nothing for him, but hatred. I regretted how I acted pathetic around him, how I knelt and cried to him when he was the one that hurt me. If only I could turn back the hands of time, I wouldn't have done any of that.

I took a few days from work after the incident and had lodged myself at a hotel for the past five days. I just needed some peaceful time alone. Some time to think about my life and a way forward.

"Is it worth it? Should I just forgive him?" I asked myself, sitting up on the bed.

"You can't forgive him. He slept with your sister. You should make him pay for it," my subconscious mind reminded me, and I felt even more broken. Recalling the way he was fucking her, how he never gave a damn about my presence, then I didn't think they deserve my forgiveness. I needed to get my revenge. They need to feel the pain I felt.

'Call me if you need me' I bit my bottom lip and reached for my phone lying on the nightstand. I didn't know if I was doing the right thing, I didn't even know how he was going to help me, what his plans were, or if he had an ulterior motive. I shouldn't trust someone like Asher, but I needed someone at this point in my life, and he seemed to be the only one I had right now since my sister who was my only family already betrayed me.

Ann was my twenty-two-year-old little sister whom I grew up with. After the death of our parents in a fire outbreak seven years ago just a few months to my eighteenth birthday, we had been left all alone on earth with no family, and I had since been the one taking care of us. We were the best siblings ever, but I had no idea how everything changed and what came over her that made her do that to me.

I pulled out the nightstand drawer and brought out the card Asher had given me three days ago. Again, I gave my decision a thorough thought to be sure it was what I really wanted, and after minutes of contemplating, I finally typed the number into my phone and dialed it. The call rang for a few minutes before he answered it.

"Who is this?" His cold voice sounded from the other end, and my heart strangely skipped. I felt nervous even though he was not here with me.

"Uhm... It's me, Ashley," I could barely talk because my heart was hammering hard against my chest like it was going to force its way out of me, but I tried to be calm.

"Oh, Ashley. Have you made your decision yet?" He asked as if he had been waiting for my call, and I bit my bottom lip, giving it a thought once again.

"Hmm. I want to revenge," I replied to him, and I heard him scoff. I could swear on my life that he was smirking at that moment, but that wasn't really my problem.

"Let's meet tonight. I will send you the address to the place right away," the call disconnected almost immediately, and I sighed. Am I doing the right thing? I asked myself as I stared at the screen of my phone. A part of me was scared of Asher. Scared of what he might do to me in the quest to help me get my revenge. For someone who had a history with different girls on a daily basis, it's only normal for me to be scared, right? Well, there was another part of me that was determined to do this, and I guess that part of me was getting triggered by my emotions which had gotten the best of me.

"They deserve to pay for it, Ashley. Don't be discouraged," I said to myself and sighed...

*****

I stood in front of the tall hotel building and swallowed nothing as my heart pounded hard against my chest. Should I turn back from here? I asked myself because this felt awkward. How could he ask us to meet at the hotel of all places? It could've been at a restaurant or a bar, why a hotel?

"Not that Asher is going to rape you, Ashley. Just go to him. You really need this vengeance," My subconscious mind pushed me and I didn't resist it before I walked into the hotel and went to the reception.

"Good evening, Ms.," I said to the young female receptionist who looked like she was the same age as me.

"Good evening, Ms. Mr. Grey already told me you'll be here. This way, please," she said to me with a wide smile on her face. I nodded and followed her as she led the way. I was expecting the lady to take me to one of the rooms, but I was stunned when she led me to the door that looked like an exit door. She opened the door, revealing a balcony.

"You can take it from here. Mr. Grey is waiting for you there," she smiled at me and gestured for me to go ahead, which I did, and she closed the door behind me. The fresh cold air welcomed me to the balcony. Wait! It wasn't really a balcony but a rooftop. It was the hotel's rooftop.

"Time is important to me. You wasted five minutes of my time," I almost jumped out of my skin when I heard Asher's voice behind me, and I turned sharply to find him standing and tucking his hands inside his pockets as usual. He was wearing black trousers and a black leather jacket. He had a sunglass seated on his nose bridge.

"Uhm..." I didn't have anything to say, so I paused and pursed my lips together.

"Come with me," he turned and started to walk toward an enclosed area on the rooftop, so I followed him.

"Sit," he said to me after he sat on one of the beautifully arranged chairs under the canopied area. I sat on the chair across from him.

"I will go straight to the point. I don't have all the time in the world. Have you made your decision?" He asked me as he removed his sunglasses, revealing his pair of charming round brown eyes. Now that I looked at him closely, he had an oval-shaped chiseled face and a sharp jawline, a pointed nose and a sharp nose bridge, glowy skin, raven hair, and the black shirt he was wearing had the two buttons at the top opened, revealing his broad chest and a small part of his toned abs. Must he dress half naked? My breath hitched subconsciously for no reason.

"Have you made your decision?" He asked me for the second time, and I nodded.

"I have an offer for you, Ashley..." He paused and then leaned forward, his face had a blank expression and all effort to read his expression proved abortive, so I gave up.

"I will help you get your revenge, Ashley, but on one condition... Let's get married," My jaw dropped when he looked me in the eyes and said those words to me.

"Wh... what? Marry you? Are you kidding me?" I huffed unbelievably and blinked my eyes a few times to be sure I wasn't dreaming, but I wasn't. Asher was really asking me to marry him.

"No, I'm not," he shrugged like what he said was no big deal.

"Are you high on something, Asher?" I had to ask him because this didn't make any sense to me.

"Are you drunk or something? You are my husband's brother, Asher..."

"Your soon-to-be ex-husband. You two are going to get a divorce soon. He treated you like a piece of trash, and you want nothing but to get your revenge. Don't you think I'm the best tool you can use?"

"You know what? I'm out of here. Don't you ever call my number. Ever again!" I snapped at him as I rose to my feet and picked up my handbag.

"You are such a shameless pervert," I cursed at him and turned to leave but he held my hand and pulled me back in a way that I crashed against his chest since he was already on his feet.

"A pervert? How about I take that as a compliment, hmm?" He hushed against my ear, and I swallowed nothing.

"That bastard fucked your sister... He has fucked many women and hasn't touched you for months. Are you sure you don't want someone to pleasure you, hmm?" My heart raced as his hand crawled up my bare thigh, his face nuzzled in my neck as he teased the nape of my neck, sending this weird feeling through my body.

"I'm willing to be your tool of vengeance, Ashley," His husky voice made my heart flutter as his breath fanned my ear, biting my earlobe after.

"You want this... We both know you really want this. You want this revenge badly. I'm ready to be used by you to get your revenge, but I would want something in return," he finally pulled away and then came to stand in front of me with a smirk on his face.

"What do you want in return?" I hesitated for a while before I managed to ask him, but his reply made me freeze on the spot.

"Be my sex toy, Ashley,"...