Asher's POVHer father?! Did she just say her father?!I scoffed, as I tried to be as civil as possible. It wasn't making any sense to me, and if I should raise an uproar, Jasmine wouldn't entertain it. She was too emotional to think right now, or maybe she would assume I was the irrational and overly emotional one here. "Are you some sort of magician?” I looked at her closely. I couldn't just say nothing and watch that asshole lure his way back into her heart. It was obvious that he was up to something and u would be dumb to let him win. "It's just a request." She defended. For what? Why would he need someone who can't help with his healing? After ages and now he suddenly wanted her? I hope his souvenir was worth it though. I didn't say it out loud because Jasmine would have my head on a platter. She was high on emotions... We both were.“You are not some healer nor a magician, so why would he wish for that?” I didn't succumb. "Asher, he needs around.” She repeated it for the u
Sebastian’s POV“Is it true?!” Brady's voice was a deep growl. He was holding a document in his hand that he flaunted haphazardly in my face. "Sorry, what?" I played pretense. Of course, I recognized the document in his hand, I didn't need to look at it with scrutiny. But playing dumb would buy me more time, especially seeing how angry Brady truly was. "Are you saying you can't hear me, and that you know nothing about my query?” His brows furrowed. "Like I love ranting?” “Of course not, Mr. Brady.” I rushed in. He wasn't going to blackmail me into saying what I was dying to say in such bad timing. “Then what is this?” He slammed the documents on my table. "Care to explain?” He shrugged in a demonstration. "I'm listening perfectly.”I guessed he had gotten the news already. The latest client I was working on, happened to be Brady's main interest, as they had everything he dreamed of; money, fame, influence... Every freaking thing. And you guess what? They pulled out, like a guy sc
Asher's POV“Yeah.” I made a baby duck dance with my head. "We're good to go.” I took a last glance at the picnic setting. "This is beautiful.”I felt so accomplished, and saying it out loud made me feel even better. In such a short time, I had fixed an exquisite family date for my lovely family. It was like a picnic within the home kinda vibe. On the artificial grass, is a long and thick black sheet, spread across a good part of the field. Baskets of fruits and corn bread and juice were laid on the improvised mat. I managed to whip a bowl of white chocolate cookies, a few pastries, and jugs of freshly squeezed fruit drink. They were Jasmine's favorite, and at every given opportunity, I always wanted to sweep her off her feet completely. Jasmine was the first to come downstairs. She was looking... normal, to be honest, weird. She was wrapping her petite frame with her purple robe, and her hair was neatly packed in a bun, which was the only thing that she tended to, apparently. “Wh
Jasmine's POV“Dear goddess, please intervene.” I made a silent prayer to the moon goddess. And more than ever, I wished she would come through for me. "How dare you?!" Asher groaned and sprang to his feet. I almost ran wild, just watching Sebastian approach me and my family, like he was a random guest, looking gracious in his neat two-piece black suit. I wanted to pull him by the hair and drag him out, but at the same time, my limbs went paralyzed. "Please, stay calm,” I whispered to Asher who was ready to attack beside me. It was more like a message to myself because I was going crazy and I doubted my next reaction. “Is he a mean guy?” Ezra whispered to Emily and Ethan noting the brewing chaos between us. “He looks like a nice guy to me,” Ethan stated his observation. "Just like daddy.”"If Penny barks at him, then he is evil." Emily chipped in. "See, we don't need to pray. He is a good guy.” Emily concluded when Penny whimpered and dangled her tail. What was most embarrassing
Asher's POV“Bastard!” My mind was in a chaotic state, with so many thoughts racing through it. I was feeling odd... mixed feelings actually. A part of me felt like ending this long-drawn battle, with his life of course, and another felt so disgusted, like it would take a trip around the blazing sun, just to not see his stern face. “I'll be back.” Mr. Carter promised, more like warned us, and started to leave, not without flashing us his annoying smile. "You must be sick and stuck in your damn fantasies.” I groaned. “Like I said, I will be back.” He reiterated. "But until then, my fantasies would soar.” He grinned. “Damn you!” I cussed under my breath. The foil and abandoned piece of cake he was having started at me, and got me even more riled up. That right there, was my long hours of hard work, to please my family, and not some goddamn punk. “Say hello to your beautiful kids, Jasmine.” He said while walking away like a gentleman. That was the straw that broke the camel’s ba
Sebastian’s POV‘Don’t turn...’ I whispered to myself. '... Just keep walking.’ I recited to my angry soul. When Asher threw the slice of cake I had a while ago at me, it was hard labor for me to not slam my knee to his balls and paralyze the lunatic. I get it, it was their home, but when Jasmine finally leaves, it would no longer be a home, so the least he could do was try and be cordial to the emerging winner. It was a game to me, and I hated to come second place, or worse still, the loser. ‘Rule one; gain access to their castle, rule two; invade their territory, and rule three; be the king of their castle and burn their legacy down.’Certainly, I was on rule two. I came here to make them feel uncomfortable as the very essence of the word, especially Jasmine, and now that I've got what I wanted, it was best to walk away without a fight. “You should have allowed me to handle that idiot!..”Asher’s incessant rantings continued as I walked out on them to their surprise. It wasn't
Emily's POV“Emily!” My mum called to me at the top of her lungs. I yelped away from the stranger to see my mum, approaching Mr. Carter and me in a very furious state. The last time I saw my mum this angry was... Now? This was why I was so scared, because even when I disobeyed her by giving Penny milk, she wasn't this angry looking. “Mum?” I mumbled a response, shaky to my pants, and unsure of what she was going to do to me next, or even Mr. Carter. Beads of sweat broke out from every pore, almost soaking my dress as a result. And as my mum got closer, I went rigid on the spot, thinking about the next best action... First, I could run for my safety or secondly, I could just wait it out. “What are you doing Emily?” She looked at me, still obviously angry. “I... I helped... His...” I stuttered, more scared than I imagined. My mum wasn't the type to be spontaneous, hence it was possible to guess her next action, but right now, even guessing she would eat me alive is a nice try. “S
Sebastian’s POV“You will come begging, Jasmine!” I yelled into the empty space of my living room. In return, it echoed. Nothing seemed to go right after Talia. It was like she came into my life, robbed me of my peace, and sneaked out with it. I was bored and devastated and lonely. Better put, I was depressed. “I will be here waiting!” I poured a generous amount of tequila into a glass I was holding and gulped half the content at a go. "Argh!" I groaned, containing the bitterness and the strong taste of the alcohol. It was nothing compared to the pain I felt when I knew I traded my only true love for a slimy piece of shit. And I felt more pained when eight years later, she had a lover and three beautiful kids, and I had a sad story. A perfect rekindle. "You'd be mine, soon.” I smiled a knowing smile. Can't of my sad reality, I had just three days to the deadline, and I was yet to convince her or buy her over fully. The meeting at her place didn't go as much as expected, and if