JOANNA.
Words got caught up in my throat once Asher made that statement. I felt like I was in a daze, slowly losing my breath. That was one cruel statement..So we are no longer allowed to get intimate because I couldn't conceive? Wow. Tears pricked at the corner of my eyes but I tried to hold them. It wasn't like it would change anything. I retreated. “I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bother you” I whispered, my voice cracky. “Good for you.” He responded in a flat tone and I pursed my lips, turning to the other side of the bed, my heart overwhelmed with sorrow. I had no idea what to say but I didn't want to press the issue and annoy Asher. I kept staring at the wall, slight tears threatening to slip through. Asher's ringtone pierced the air, and he swiftly answered, "Hello, Cassandra?" But before he could even utter another word, Cassandra's ear-piercing scream exploded from the phone, sending chills down my spine. I jolted upright in bed, my heart racing with alarm. What could be wrong? Asher panicked at that moment as he took to his heels and exited the room without another word. Alarm etched on my face, I threw off the covers and trailed closely behind Asher, my senses on high alert. The moment I was getting to the door of her room, Asher's gaze met mine.. “Get her a warm ginger tea or herbal tea, fast!!!” He demanded and I nodded quickly and headed over to the kitchen. I guess it was one of those pregnancy symptoms. I boiled hot water and decided to make herbal tea instead. It would be better.. in about 10 mins, I returned with a cup of herbal tea. Cassandra was groaning in slight pain and seated on the bed while Asher bent over, holding her hands tightly like his life depended on it. I twitched my lips on reaching them as I stretched out the cup of tea to her.. She reached out her hands to collect it and the moment I let go of the cup, it fell and broke into pieces with the slight hot tea in it. Not too hot to burn the skin. “Ahhhhhh!!!!!” Cassandra erupted into a loud painful shout.. “Jesus, Joanna! What is wrong with you!” Asher barked and I was even more confused, I thought Cassandra was taking the tea cup! “I …I …” I stuttered, words failed me because I had no idea what was going on! Why would Cassandra not take the tea cup? I had even forgotten the tea was hot and it touched my skin as well but the slight shock didn't let me feel the pain.. “This is fucking hot, Joanna! Are you trying to send me and my baby to an early grave! I don't know why you are so clumsy!” She hissed, malice lacing from her tone. Honestly, I had no idea what was going on, I have never been so confused in my lifetime so I just stood still, staring at the broken pieces of the cup on the floor.. “i..m I'm sorry. It was a mistake..” I apologized and Asher hissed. He stood up and scooped Cassandra in his arms. “Joanna, Clean this up..” He instructed, avoiding the broken pieces of the tea cup as he exited the room. I heaved a deep sigh and bent down to start picking them.. I and Asher's relationship seems to be growing more sour especially after Cassandra showed up. He just seems to be giving her all his attention. I know he doesn't give me attention most days but I don't get to witness this barking and all. Once I was done cleaning them, I decided to return to the room. I had no idea where Asher carried Cassandra to but the moment I opened the room door, I saw Asher’s head placed on Cassandra’s tummy as he was giggling so was Cassandra. “Did you hear anything?” Cassandra asked him, her voice bubbling with excitement. My heart sank as a wave of insecurity and sadness hit me. Would Asher have done the same if I did get pregnant? Would he be so caring and playful the way he was with his pregnant sister? I bit my lips in anxiety, clearing my throat to let them know I was back and suddenly the atmosphere turned so foggy like I interrupted a special moment. Asher's demeanor changed. “Are you done?” He asked and I gave a curt nod. “Okay, I will take Cassandra back to her room” Asher muttered and Cassandra frowned. “My legs and abdomen are hurting, Asher. She can sleep in my room, let's just stay here.” She blurted. My mouth went agape to her request.. Cassandra was really crossing boundaries! I know this was her brother's house but she can't just show up and make silly decisions! This was my matrimonial room with Asher! What the heck was she insinuating? “I could carry…” Asher's words were cut off when Cassandra placed her index finger on his lips and Asher went mute. This was weird, I felt a certain way about their relationship but couldn't really describe what it was… Maybe Asher just cared too much for Cassandra. I kept feeling weird but I decided to shake off the feeling of insecurity. “You are so tired from carrying me the first time, Asher… Just lie down. You know I can't sleep without you here. It's no big deal, tell Joanna to go back to my room” She pouted and I let out a scoff. Cassandra is making me hate her! Asher better say no to this! Asher gently turned to me and all of a sudden, he had a warm gaze. “Joanna if you don't mind. Cassandra's just pregnant. Let her just stay here. You can go to the living room if you don't want to sleep in the next room…” Asher requested and I was even more short of words. “Asher. This is wrong on all levels…” I tried to speak up but Cassandra cut in.. “This is not a big deal, Joanna. Stop overreacting. Maybe you don't understand because you haven't taken in yet? I'm just too weak and I have insomnia. I need Asher here…” Cassandra’s tone was laced with mockery yet so soft and pleading. I ran my hands on my forehead, feeling overwhelmed and frustrated. The sadness of not having babies hit me again. Maybe she was right. Maybe I don't understand her condition because I haven't taken in yet. I pressed my lips together, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes as I gently turned and walked away to go sleep on the couch..JOANNA. …“"Joanna," Asher's soft voice broke through my slumber, accompanied by a gentle tap on my shoulder. I jolted awake, my phone's blaring ringtone piercing the air. Disoriented, I tilted on the couch, my gaze falling upon Asher's blurry figure holding out my phone. "Joanna, your dad's been calling," he said. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I slowly sat up, the remnants of sleep dissipating with each insistent ring. I took the phone from Asher, "thank you" I murmured as soon he handed it over. Just then, the phone rang again, its shrill tone snapping me fully awake.Asher stood, watching me as I picked up the phone..“Hello Dad? Good morning” “Joanna. I have been calling, you okay??” “Definitely. I was just asleep” I replied, my voice low. “Great. How was your anniversary with Asher yesterday?” He inquired and I unintentionally looked up to Asher who was watching me like a detective. Of course, everyone else thinks we were happy and the last thing Asher wanted to do was
JOANNA. I stilled for a minute, clutching my hands on my towel. I felt a heavy weight in my chest, unable to explain how I felt at the moment. Asher was serving Cassandra breakfast in bed? Something I would never experience even if I were sick. Asher wouldn't care. I really really wanted to hold back my tears right now. Nothing would make Asher love me, would there? I stood lost for a moment, gazing at them,words just couldn't express how I felt. I felt so terrible and useless. Asher's gaze was on me as he slowly took his hands off Cassandra’s hair. For a moment, I thought I saw a bit of guilt in Asher's eyes.. Guilty? I know I was just being delusional and hopeless. Cassandra cleared her throat to break the awkward silence. “I will start going to the room, Asher.. You have to prepare for work.” Cassandra made attempts to stand up from the bed as Asher helped her, taking the food tray away from her.. Without a word, I walked over to the vanity area to get my skincare ro
JOANNA. I instantly knew what Gina was talking about because it always happened since I turned 21 years after I started working at Dad's company. “What did he send this time?” I asked her and she passed a small gift package to me. “I'm thinking it's jewellery…” She said and I began unboxing the small nylon bag that it came with. “I wonder who this person is, ma'am..they have been doing this for at least three years I have been working here. Don't they know you are married?” Gina probed and I heaved a deep sigh, taking out the letter that came with it. “Dear Joanna. You are loved, you are valued and you are enough” The letter said and for some reasons, that gave me a slight mood lift. I proceeded to open the jewellery box, it was a necklace. A necklace that had an infinity sign. The necklace was super pretty. I have been pondering on who this person was for the past six years. I have done investigations, research but none led to anything. At first I thought it was a stalker who w
JOANNA. I pulled off my jacket properly,hanging it on the wardrobe.“I'm coming from the office,Asher..” I replied and he frowned, literally annoyed by the fact that I went to the office..“Office? Wright group of companies? Joanna, what are you doing? You promised me you would stop going to work! Are you showing off the fact that your Dad's company is bigger?”“Asher, it's not that. I just went for an inspection…” I said in a low voice, trying to calm him down. He hated it if I went to the company. He had always warned me from going to the company countless times, complaining of how it made him feel inferior to people and his parents.“I don't want you going at all, not when we are married.” He insisted. “Asher…” “Joanna… do you hate me that much? Don't go to work, it's that simple!” He raised his voice and I flinched for a moment.. He realised this and reduced the intensity of his voice..“I don't want you going to work and don't pick calls from your father too if he is the one p
JOANNA. A sense of dread filled me when Cassandra asked that question..“Who is it?” I asked, my voice shaky.. I was trying to mask my fear. Cassandra pulled out her phone as I watched her in anticipation yet filled with anxiety. She pressed her phone and turned the screen to me. The picture was that of Asher with a woman, the woman’s face was blurry but they were in an intimate position because Asher was kissing her! My heart dropped and it dawned on me that Asher was really cheating on me..“I got it from Asher's phone,” she said, taking the phone down. “I told you he was. Asher has been entangled with a woman for so long already.. You didn't know? Or you were just dumb.. now I don't need to tell you what to do twice…” Cassandra snapped,her lips curved into a sly grin. I stood frozen, unable to articulate my thoughts. I couldn't believe it. It felt so unreal. What if Cassie was faking all of these things just because she wanted me to stay away from her brother. Asher wasn't th
JOANNA. I slowly opened my eyes, groggily taking in my surroundings. I was met with an unfamiliar ceiling and environment. I sat up, a wave of dizziness washed over me, forcing me to pause. I waited for the room to stop spinning, my head pounding in my temples. When the dizziness finally subsided, I looked around, taking stock of my surroundings. Where the fuck was I? This wasn't Asher's mansion. This was weird.. Then suddenly, it felt like a memory flashed over. I gasped in astonishment if the things flashing over my brain really happened! Have I been kidnapped by some mafia group! I remember being carried away but had no idea who did so. My heart pounded in my chest still fast enough that I wanted to make it stop. A set up? Cassie? A lot of wild thoughts ran through my brain because I couldn't seem to keep it together. I took in the surroundings again, this was a hotel, an expensive one at that. A suite? . The furniture was sleek and modern, the walls painted a soft gray. A lar
JOANNA. After getting ready and taking the hangover soup, Luther and I left the hotel. I entered his car and his driver drove off with both of us in the back seat. Luther and I had a lot of catching up to do so we were frequently engaging in conversations. He told me how hard it was for him to adjust in Spain and the company as well. “So are you back in New York for good or for a short period of time.” I asked him as the car was stopping in front of Asher’s mansion. We had gotten there already. “Well, that's a secret for now.” He muttered, opening the car door to climb down. “Geez, you are still so full of yourself after all these years, Luther.”I rolled my eyes and climbed down as well..“Don't lie, Joanna. I know you missed me..” He winked and I cringed..“In your dreams” I snapped, curling my upper lips in slight disdain. Daniel quickly rushed to my direction after noticing I came down because the mansion features a sleek automatic gate that swings open with ease so we didn't
JOANNA.. I bit my lips in anxiety, unable to form words while Cassandra and Asher fixed their piercing gazes on me! I couldn't believe what was going on now! Asher was asking me where I was coming after believing his sister over me.. I didn't know Cassie was this cunning! We were friends during childhood but why I'm I seeing an entirely different person? The possibility of Asher cheating on me, I wouldn't trust any news coming from Cassandra because she desperately wants me to leave Asher! Yes, Asher hates me and the woman named Pookie is still unknown but I don't want to believe Cassie until everything is sorted out. Asher’s attitude last night hurt me a lot but I didn't exactly figure out anything to do. “I just needed space to think straight,” I replied in a calm voice.. “What ? Think straight? Is this your style of rebelling now? You never used to be this petty.. Do you want to show the whole world that we aren't leaving happily so that I can lose the company I worked hard for?
JOANNA. I watched Luther leave with the woman he came with as my heart stung. I had no idea what to feel at the moment. I left Luther for space to think.. It just felt like nature was messing with my head. Everything was super weird to me and I'm trying to give myself time. But I felt extremely guilty for leaving Luther in that condition after he did everything he did to save me. I felt shitty. At the same time I had no idea what to do. Go home to Luther? I wasn't sure yet.. The confession, everything came as a shock or maybe I'm the one assuring myself that because Luther gave hints countless times, I wasn't just paying attention. I was occupied with the thoughts that I saw him as a brother and friend to the extent that no matter how my heart skipped, I didn't want to give in. I wanted a break from love. It was scary.. I haven't recovered fully from what went on with Asher, the pain of it all still lingered and Luther had been a great friend. Would it be okay letting myself lov
JOANNA I forced a smile as I sat down across from him, smoothing my skirt over trembling knees.For a moment, Luther just stared at me.Then, with a calmness that didn’t reach his eyes, he said, “Ms. Wright.”Professional. Cold.It stung more than I expected.I swallowed hard, trying to ignore the way my chest tightened.“Mr. Martins” I answered, keeping my voice steady, even though my heart was hammering against my ribs.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her — the woman he brought.She leaned forward, smiling sweetly as she poured water into Luther’s glass.Her hand brushed his, careful and tender, as she set the cup down in front of him.I looked away quickly, heat rushing to my face.It shouldn’t have bothered me.It was nothing.It meant nothing.But every small, careful touch felt like a dagger twisting deeper into my gut.Luther shifted in his seat, wincing slightly as he reached for the glass with his bandaged hand.The woman was there instantly, steadying it for him, holding
JOANNA I sat behind my desk, staring blankly at the screen in front of me.Emails. Reports. Meetings.It all blurred together, meaningless noise against the chaos inside my head.I shouldn't have left him like that.I knew it the second I walked out the door.But I needed space. I needed time to breathe, to think. To fight the panic clawing its way up my chest every time I got too close to something real.Something like him.Luther didn’t deserve the silence. Not after everything he had done.He had risked everything to save Rick — to save me.And even now, I could still see the way he looked at me that night. So raw, so unguarded. As if I was something precious. As if I was worth it.My heart twisted painfully.And he was still healing. His hands — I remembered the blood, the bandages. I remembered the way he smiled through the pain, like it didn’t matter as long as I was safe.He needed me.And instead of staying, I ran.I pressed my hand to my chest, trying to steady the ache buil
LUTHER. ---I woke up to an empty bed.For a second, I stayed still, letting the memories of last night settle over me like a second skin. The way the words had slipped out — raw, honest, unplanned."I love you," I had said.I hadn't meant to say it. Hadn't even planned to. But looking at Johanna last night, with that quiet smile and those tired, beautiful eyes, it was like everything I’d been holding back just broke loose.I turned my head, reaching for her without thinking. But the sheets were cold, her side of the bed abandoned. I sat up, my heart already knotting itself into something painful."Jo?" I called out, my voice hoarse. Silence answered back.I grabbed my phone off the nightstand and called her.One ring. Two. Three. Voicemail.I hung up and tried again, but it was the same. No answer.Maybe she was just busy. Maybe she had an early shift. Maybe —I cursed under my breath, pushing a hand through my hair. No. No more maybes.The truth was, after last night, she might not
Joanna’s POVLuther’s voice was steady, even as something raw trembled beneath it."So, what did I do?" he said quietly. "I stayed close. I helped you when you needed it. I guided you when you felt lost. I protected you — even when you didn’t realize you needed protecting."He stepped closer, the distance between us disappearing until I could feel the heat of his skin against mine."I had to be there for you," he said, softer now. "Every time. Always."I stared up at him, my chest tightening painfully, my heart hammering so loudly I could barely hear anything else."And now you’re here," he whispered. "With me."He gave a small, broken laugh. "I know I’m not even courageous, saying all this now. I should've said it sooner. But I needed you to know. I couldn't hide it forever."His hand brushed lightly against my jaw, a touch so tender it almost undid me."I love you, Johanna," he said, his voice breaking. "I always, always have."The words crashed over me like a tidal wave, leaving me
Joanna’s POVThe sponge slipped from my fingers and hit the floor with a soft thud. Automatically, I dropped to pick it up, desperate for something anything to do with my hands."What?" I said, my voice embarrassingly small.I gripped the sponge tightly, like it could anchor me somehow, and straightened up to find Luther still watching me — so serious, so steady it made my chest hurt."Yes," he said, simply. Like it was the easiest truth in the world.I blinked at him, completely lost. My mind raced to make sense of his words, but nothing fit. I was the mysterious woman he kept talking about? The one he liked? The one he'd looked for?I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. Just air and confusion and a heart that wouldn't stop hammering against my ribs."You don't have to be scared," Luther said quietly, as if reading my mind. His voice was calm, but there was something underneath it — something raw. "I'm going to explain everything."He took a small step closer, careful, almost ca
JOANNA. JOANNA I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Luther struggle with the buttons on his shirt. His right hand was wrapped tightly in a bandage, stiff and helpless against the simplest tasks. He muttered something under his breath, frustration written across his face."Here," I said softly, moving closer. "Let me help."For a moment, he hesitated—I reached for the top button, my fingers brushing lightly against his chest as I worked. The fabric was worn soft with age, and the warmth of his skin bled through the cotton. I tried to focus on the task, on the simple motion of button after button, but it was impossible not to notice how close we were. How still he was beneath my touch."You shouldn't have pushed yourself like that," I said quietly, not looking up.His laugh was a low rumble. "Couldn't just stand there and do nothing."I swallowed, feeling the weight of his words settle somewhere deep inside me. The last button slipped free, and I slid the shirt carefully from his s
LUTHER. I winced as the paramedic wrapped my hand, the sting of the injury a reminder of what could have been a much worse outcome. Joanna's eyes met mine, still wide with fear, but she managed a weak smile. Dickson stood beside her, his expression grim."Dickson, I need you to find out who tampered with Joanna's brakes," I said, my voice low and urgent.Dickson's eyes narrowed. "I'll get right on it, sir."I turned to Joanna, who was still shaken but calming down. "Joanna, did anything happen to your brakes before they malfunctioned?" I asked gently.She shook her head. "No, they just suddenly stopped working." Her voice quivered. Dickson's expression turned thoughtful. "It must have been someone tampering with it, then."I nodded, my mind racing. "Dickson, do everything to find out who did this. I want to know their identity, their motive, everything."Dixon nodded, pulling out his phone. "I will get the team on it right away, sir.After the paramedics finished wrapping my hand, D
JOANNA. I looked up from my work as Gina entered my office, a stack of papers in her hands. "Ma'am, here are some new proposals for you to check and review," she said, her voice efficient.I nodded, gesturing to the table. "Okay, just drop them there, please."Gina placed the papers on the table and lingered, catching my attention. "What else?" I asked, meeting her gaze.Gina's expression was hesitant, but she spoke up. "Ma'am, somebody sent you flowers."My curiosity piqued, I set aside my work. "Who sent them?" I asked, my mind racing with possibilities. Could it be the anonymous person that keeps sending me gifts. Gina's smile was subtle. "The person is anonymous. Let me go get the flowers."She left and returned later with a beautiful bouquet, handing it to me. "There's a note with them as well," she said, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.I took the flowers, bringing them to my nose to appreciate their fragrance. The note was tucked among the blooms, and I carefully plucked it