Mag-log inWRENCold spread in my body like I've been kept hostage in a freezer, why the fuck would fate decide to post games at me.Meeting Oliver at the place I have been careful to be, worst of all he now knows we had the admitted similarities.Mia. I thought Asher sent him to get me and not his sister. Oh well, shit a thought rang in my head when I realized that Mia Vaughn was really admitted here in London.“Hey,” Oliver called, bringing me to the present.I kept my head lowered so he wouldn't see my face, the cap I had on helped too. If he sees and recognizes me, Mark and I are as good as dead.That reminds me.“I'm here with my husband,” I turned to where Mark was, he'd left.Fucking asshole. “I don't see anyone around you here,” Oliver said. And how is that your business, I wanted to shout at him. I'm a stranger to him, he can't possibly be this interactive with strangers right? “Uhm, excuse me,” I cleared my throat, zoning out.“Oliver, it's nice of you to be back,” the receptionist
ASHERThe last time I saw this journalist was when I removed her badge, reported her to the company she worked at. I have been in this field to know that, journalist, the media don't align with us. How on earth do they know each other?“I'll be right back, will explain everything to you,” she murmured.Eve avoided my eyes, she quickly rose up to block my view. Holding the Brenda woman by her arm, as she dragged her away to the restroom.I placed my glass on the table, without so much as a stir, anyone could see my bloody eyes to no one in particular.“If it isn't the great Asher Vaughn,” Carson in a clean suit, came into view.Damnit to hell, if he was here also, meaning his wife, the redhead is present. My eyes roamed around the hall, hoping not to find her.“She didn't come.”I couldn't hide my surprise at his prediction. “Good.”Carson didn't proceed to ask me further questions, instead he dropped a card to the table. My hands casually went for it, I swiped it open to see an old p
WREN I walked closer to Leandro, he was sleeping peacefully like some princess not scared, nor bothered about the outside world. The minute I was about to touch his arm, Asher's hand rolled on my waist, stopping me.“I'll be outside for a while,” he said. I nodded once, his lips moved like he's about to say more. Then a phone rang, we both looked at ourselves to locate whose phone it was. I was already lingering for his close again, it's high time we give both of us a distance, so we could think.Asher brought out his phone from his back pocket, he glanced down at the screen, I noticed his neck gulped at the realization of who the caller is.“Go,” I said to him. “The call must be important, you can send me the details of what I need to know before leaving.”“I haven't agreed to leave you all alone here,” he frowned.“Well, isn't that what you have in mind?” I questioned him.Our eyes fought on each other, like we're in some war zone. Leandro shifted on the bed, yawning from his slee
ASHER“Mr. Vaughn, you have a meeting with Mrs. Eve in the later evening today,” my personal assistant said across the phone.I'd directed Eve to her the day she wanted another gathering with both of us, since I'd missed the first one. Thank goodness for my assistant, it would've made this difficult if I forget about Eve for the second time. “Yes, let her know I'm aware,” I spoke to her. Tapping on the red option on my phone screen immediately.The trip with Wren so far has been adventurous I must say. First off with battling on her kidnapper, Leandro's case.Ex, I should get used to it.“Hey, how do I look?” A soft voice from the door alerts me.I swirled my chair towards the door, my breath cut as I lingered to her appearance. She was pretty, good looking in that gown she's wearing. Her cleavage was seductively showing, I could see her nipples fighting to be seen.My cock stirred in my pants, I shifted on my seat stylishly, luckily she couldn't see me as I was hidden beside my offi
WRENThat night passed, I shut my mouth all through, no more questions asked. I kept plundering on what I hadn't known before yesterday.At least Leandro wasn't dead, that alone gave me assurance.“He’s been admitted in a hospital where he would need a therapist,” He'd explained more.But didn't say anything concerning which hospital, here in London? Or back in Houston.My hands grasped on the toothbrush with too much seriousness, roughly cleaned my teeth, my face has gone cold as I was deep in thoughts. Just when it has gotten to my gum bringing out blood from excessive scrubbing, Asher embraced me from behind.“Shhh,” he laid his head on my shoulder, sniffing my scent, but in a romantic way.I cleared my throat, he wants to take me off focus.“You need your hair washed,” I changed to a topic I can trust to sound natural. “Stay,”he pleased, his tone surprising me. My feet was weak to move change position. “I just want to hold you till I know you won't run off one day.”I froze, has
WREN Nothing seems right. I was fucking scared of leaving the pool, the hotel, not like I knew all corners in this country.But the minute I dived inside a cab, hoping I could catch up with him. It would be best if I can actually put a tracker on him.Who was he meeting? And I wondered if this meetup is part of the evidence I desperately need, to bring him down.“Ma'am, Mr. Vaughn has placed an order, you are not to leave the environment,” the driver shocked me, watching me with the side mirror of her car.My heart dropped, face turned red at the realization he'd proudly bought this random driver unknowingly to me. Where I think I was faster, he was twice as smart as me.“He didn't just do that,” Mark groaned across from my phone.I now lay on the empty bed, face to the ceiling in deep not too good thoughts. The first person I had called was Mark.“I think he's hiding something,” I said.Mark laughed, too bad I was not there with him. I'd love to punch his teeth into a bloody look, n







