Ashton Pierce entered the heavily guarded mansion gates in East New York, Brooklyn, for the first time in his twenty years of life. The huge fort-like property had armed guards who stared at him as if he was a criminal.
“Are you Big Steve, I mean Pierce’s boy?” asked a muscular tattooed man with a deep gash across his face. Ashton knew his father, Steven Pierce, was known as Big Steve in the mafia circuit when he used to work for Salvatore Gambino, the most wanted mafia don in the world. After borrowing huge amounts of money from them, his dad gambled it all away. He left Gambino’s work and tried his best to escape Don until he sent his men to abduct him one night. Ashton was thirteen, and he became an orphan overnight. He had searched for his dad desperately for the last seven years with no success. It was impossible for a young boy to locate Salvatore Gambino’s hideout.
“Yes. Don has summoned me today to his office,” said Ashton, looking at the man and his comrades warily, a little scared by now. His dad had been held captive here for the last few years, paying off the debt he had taken. Being a minor, Ashton hadn’t been allowed to see him. His best friend, Alexander’s dad, Daniel Van Every, adopted him and brought him up as his own. He was indebted to the Van Every family for everything they had done for him. He hadn’t been able to tell them the real scenario. To them, Ashton was an orphan whose parents had died.
“Come this way. Don is waiting for you,” said the man, leading him inside the house. Ashton’s eyes searched for his dad everywhere, but all he could see were employees of Salvatore Gambino, who stared at him curiously.
“Can I meet my father, please?” begged Ashton, but the man led him towards a closed door with four armed guards standing outside. The entire house had an eerie, dismal look that made him uncomfortable.
“Only if Don allows. Go right in.” He left, and a guard pushed open the door.
“Ashton Pierce here to see you, Don.”
“Send him in,” growled a raspy voice, sending a chill down Ashton’s spine. He wondered what Don wanted to discuss with him. Was his dad alright? Did Gambino kill his dad? Scared and pale, he went inside to face Don. His eyes fell upon a huge burly man with long hair tied up in a man bun, pacing the floor wearing an expensive designer suit. He whirled around to face Ashton, who stood before him with eyes cast downward.
“Good to see that you’re all grown up, boy! I hope you’re aware of your responsibilities. Your father still owes me 30 million dollars after repaying me just a million in the last seven years. Now you have to repay me the debt,” growled Don, coming closer to him. Ashton gaped at him in disbelief. He knew his father owed Gambino money, but he never imagined it would be such a huge amount!
“I don’t have any money, sir. If you give me some time, I’ll earn it and pay you,” he pleaded. He wanted to know more about his father. Was he alive? Was he still in Gambino’s custody?
“I will finish you if you don’t. Do whatever you can to pay me. Borrow from your foster dad if the need arises, but I want my money back. Is that understood?” he growled, grabbing hold of his shoulders. Ashton panicked, yet tried to keep up a brave front. He had the responsibility of saving his dad and himself from Don’s clutches.
“Yes, sir. I’ll work hard and pay your debt.” The Don punched the table near him with fury.
“I won’t wait for over two years for my money. I’ll call Van Every and extract the money from him.”
“He will involve the cops instead, sir. I’ll repay you in four years. Please give me time,” he begged.
“Two years or there’s only one way out. You can die!” said the Don, gritting his teeth maliciously, pulling out a loaded gun from the waistband of his trousers and placing it against his forehead. Ashton trembled with fear.
“If I die, you’ll lose your money forever. Please give me four years. I’ll pay off everything to you, I promise.” Gambino stared hard at the young man and put his gun away.
“You better pay up or I’ll pull a bullet between your f*cking eyes! Understood? Get out now.”
“Yes, but I want to meet my dad once. Please sir,” begged Ashton.
“I want my money first. Costello, throw him out.” Ashton’s eyes widened at seeing a guard rush in. Within minutes, he picked Ashton up and carried him out of the room. Despite his six feet of height and muscular build, Ashton struggled against his hold. The giant guard dumped him outside the mansion gates, as if he weighed nothing.
“Please tell me if my dad is alive!” yelled Ashton, but the man just went inside and banged the door shut in his face. He got up from the ground, dusted himself, and trudged back towards the gate. It was clear that no one here would give him any news of his dad. Tears of helplessness pricked at his eyes. Where would he get thirty million dollars? He was studying a hotel management program at a good university nearby, where he had earned a scholarship. With Alexander away in Switzerland for his studies, it was a hard life for Ashton. He worked at his foster dad’s finance company, VE Global Finance after college hours and saved money to pay off his father’s debt.
Four Years Later
“Hey, Ashton! I’m back for good. Let’s meet up!” said his best friend, Alexander, having completed his studies and returned home to NYC.
“Great, bro. I’m in the office right now. I’ll see you in the evening,” said Ashton. He had moved out of the Van Every house and rented a studio apartment near the office. For the last four years, he had saved most of his salary and paid off a little of the debt, but Salvatore Gambino didn’t allow him to meet his dad. Ashton still did not know if he was alive!
“In the evening, I’m going to meet dad’s friend for an internship. Why don’t you come over to my homecoming party tomorrow?” said Alexander.
“Where? At your parents’ place?” asked Ashton, his heart skipping a beat with excitement. Would she also be there? He sighed, thinking of Hayley Barclay, the only girl in the entire world who liked him!
“Yes. Lisa and her friends are coming over too.” Ashton couldn’t get any work done after that exciting news. Lisa alias Alyssa was Alexander’s sister, and having lived with them, he knew all of her friends. Being six years older than Alyssa and her friends, he and Alexander always accompanied them everywhere to keep them out of trouble. Alexander was very protective of his sister and Ashton always supported his best friend, all because he could see Hayley when with them.
His thoughts went to Hayley Barclay, who was desperate, persuasive, stubborn, and totally spoiled. Being the only daughter and heir to her family’s multi-billion dollars worth hotel empire, she was used to getting what she wanted. The only exception was Ashton.
Ashton smiled, thinking of her adorable ways of getting his attention, but that was four years ago. Ever since Alexander had left, he had moved out of the Van Every home and therefore hadn’t met Hayley at all. He closed his eyes, imagining Hayley. She was always pretty with her chocolate brown shoulder-length hair, hazel eyes, and tempting dimples on both cheeks. Had she changed at all? He couldn’t wait to find out!
The next day, he caught up with his friend in the morning and later went to Alexander’s parents’ house, where a gala party was going on in full swing. Alexander’s parents, Daniel and Jodie Van Every, had invited all of their billionaire friends. Ashton was used to it, having lived five years with them. They all greeted him and he mingled freely with everyone. His easy-going, charming nature endeared him to everyone, especially more to the female population, who drooled at his jaw-dropping good looks. His eyes searched for the one he had come here for. Where was she? Alexander greeted him with a warm bro hug.
“I need a drink, dude!” said Alexander.
“So do I. Let’s head to the bar. It’s a little less crowded right now,” said Ashton. They sat on the barstools and sipped some Vodka Martini.
“I don’t see Lisa around. Didn’t she accompany you?” asked Ashton, looking around for her and her friends.
“Yes, she might have gone to her room with her friends. Should be here any moment. Oh, there she is.” Ashton turned to look and his jaws dropped to the floor at seeing Hayley walk in through the door with her friends. Everything blurred around Ashton and he simply gazed at her with disbelief. He had never expected her to transform into a bombshell! She wasn’t the gawky thirteen-year-old anymore, but her body had grown curvier and she now looked irresistible. How would he keep away from her now?
She looked at him and held his gaze as she approached him. Dazed, Ashton just watched her come to a stop right in front of him, her eyes holding his awestruck gaze without batting an eyelid. There was a boldness, a confidence in her he had never seen before. His breath got stuck in his throat as he waited for her to say something!
“Hi, Ashton! It’s good I met you here. Can you get a tuxedo for yourself by tomorrow?” asked Hayley, enjoying the jaw-dropped look on his face. Served him right! For years he had been an arrogant as*hole, proud of his panty-dropping good looks. Being six years older, he hardly acknowledged her presence since the day she saw him first, eight years ago! What had changed now? Maybe she did! “Why?” Came his lazy drawl while his eyes glinted with amusement. Alexander rolled his eyes and ordered another drink to stay out of their way. “For our first dance. Why else?” retorted Hayley, and Ashton did a double take, choking on his spit. “What?” he somehow sputtered, trying to get a grip on himself. “To accompany me to my prom night at seven tomorrow. We will dance with each other for the first time. What did you think?” Alexander chuckled while Ashton gave her a blank stare. She tossed her shoulder-length, silky hair away from her face and walked away, leaving him gaping after her. The mome
Hayley helplessly looked at their eager faces and felt close to tears. She had so many unfulfilled dreams to chase! How could she get married now, at eighteen, to a complete stranger? He might be loaded and successful, but these weren’t benchmarks to make her wish to marry him. She wanted to marry someone she loved! All her life, she dreamed of marrying Ashton! It was true he didn’t reciprocate her feelings, but then she never confessed to him. How could she give up loving him without even trying to find her happiness with him? “No, please. I don’t want to marry at eighteen! I have so many unfulfilled dreams, dad. What’s the hurry?” she demanded bitterly. “Your life won’t end after you marry, Hayley. You can fulfill all your dreams afterwards. Jason is a very nice man and you’ll be happy with him,” said her dad. “Why would I need him to be happy? I am already happy. Please don’t rush this, dad. I can’t marry a stranger out of the blue. I need to fall in love first to marry,” she r
Hayley pushed at his chest, fuming at his words. “I chose you. So feel honored and let’s get this over and done with. Next time, you might not be this lucky!” Ashton did a double take and gaped at her insolence with disbelief. The little Hayley he knew who used to have a secret little crush on him would never have the courage to look up at him, let alone answer back. Who was this sassy girl? It turned him on more than he would like to admit, and his lips turned up into a heart-stopping smile. “I see! So what exactly do you expect of me? Play the doting boyfriend?” he drawled with a lazy grin and a wink. Hayley refused to let her heartbeats give her away, and she forcefully placed some distance between them. She counted his bad habits to keep sane and not blush at his desperately flirtatious ways. “No, that would be boring! Just hang out with me, dance a little, and be around, that’s all!” His shoulders sagged melodramatically, and he looked around at the group of giggling girls who
The music was peppy and a recent favorite of Hayley’s that energized her to show off her best moves to the world. Or maybe to Ashton in particular! She grabbed Shaun’s arm and pulled him closer, making his eyes widen with surprise. “Let’s enjoy tonight, Shaun! We might never meet again!” she yelled in his ears with a laugh. “I’ll seek you out, Hayley!” he yelled back, but Hayley didn’t pay any heed to his reply. She was busy gyrating to the music, concentrating on her seductive moves to tempt the guy who was watching her like a hawk. Ashton couldn’t take his eyes off her, even for a second. The way she grated sensuously, all he could think of was pulling her against his hard body. She bent over and for a moment; it made him think of mind-blowing se*. All his earlier determination to stay at least two feet away from her hot body the entire night crumbled to dust. At that moment, she looked up and their eyes met. “F*ck you, Hayley!” he swore, his blood rushing to his head at the sigh
Amazed at himself, Ashton drove off towards his studio apartment. How did he end up agreeing to go on a date with Hayley when he swore to stay away from her? No, he should get a grip on his mind. He couldn’t cave in to a momentary attraction. Annoyed, he parked his car and ran up the stairs to get the steam off his mind. “Ashton, hey! What’s up with you? Where are you coming from?” asked Madison, leaning against her door as if waiting for him.“Hey! When did you return?” asked Ashton, unlocking his door. Upset at his own behavior, he wasn’t in the best frame of mind to tolerate anyone at the moment. “Just! So you didn’t answer my question! You weren’t at work a few minutes ago.” Ashton hated this interrogation! What was up with Madison? Why couldn’t she mind her own business? “How did you know that?” Ashton frowned, noticing her discomfort. Sometimes he doubted her claim of just being friends with him. Friends don’t bl*ody stalk one another! “I dropped in to see you on my way home
Standing in the middle of her enormous walk-in closet, Hayley stared at her useless collection with dismay. What could she wear to her first date? This was what she had been dreaming of since the day she met Ashton. Now it was finally happening, and she was at a loss. None of the clothes she possessed were good enough. Some were too glittery, some too loud, some too revealing, and others were just too tight. Time was running out, and she fished out a white one-shoulder ruched longline midi dress that hugged her figure, giving her a smoldering and fiery look. Clipping on her favorite diamond solitaires, she added a dash of makeup and curled her hair as quickly as she could. Spraying her signature designer perfume, she gazed at herself, admiring her handiwork. Satisfied with the results, she peered out of her window to check for Ashton’s BMW. A smile brightened up her features as she made a dash for the front door. “Are you going somewhere, Hails?” asked her granny from the living roo
Acutely aware of his arm around her waist, Hayley accompanied him to the upscale in-house restaurant of the resort, Rotterdams. “Isn’t this the restaurant chain Alexander is training to head?” asked Hayley with surprise. “Yes. Silver Spring is a franchisee owner. Alexander helped me get through.” “He might have recommended your name, but you’ve got through because of your own capabilities,” said Hayley, eager to change his opinion of himself. It irked her to see him always stay in Alexander’s shadow, although he was more brilliant and more capable! Ashton shrugged, not agreeing with her at all. With zero experience in this field, it was solely because of Alexander that he got the job. There was no point in arguing with her. He wanted to enjoy his first date! “Have you ever dined at Rotterdams before?” he asked eagerly. As far as he remembered, she hadn’t, but he wasn’t sure since he had lost touch with her in the last four years. “No, this is the first time for me.” Ashton smiled
Ashton came out of his dazed state and watched the cab disappear. Hayley’s words echoed in his head constantly, robbing him of his peace. “You’re the dumbest guy on earth. I don’t feel a thing for Shaun.”What could that possibly mean? If not Shaun, then who did she love? Could it be him? He knew she used to like him when she was young. No, that was out of the question. She had grown up and matured in the last four years. Maybe it was someone from her college. He couldn’t be that lucky! Yet his heart wanted to hope! He wanted to be the one she loved! ‘Get a grip on yourself, Ashton. Even if she loved you, then what? What can you offer her?’ reminded his inner voice. Yes, it was true. He didn’t have any surety of his own life. What would he offer her? If she knew everything about him, she would forget him and move on. No woman could love a guy like him! Sighing, he drove on towards his apartment. With his duty at 7 o’clock in the morning, he had to move out tonight. With few belongi