ASHLEY'S POV
“Ashley” Uncle Micheal called from the hallway, he followed closely behind me as I walked down the hall, my heart was beating against my chest. I walked faster, hoping he would not catch on. I wasn't prepared to talk about this. Not after all that has happened. “Ashley!” He called me again before grabbing my arm in a gentle way. I turned to face him, pretending as if I had no knowledge of what this is all about. “ “Uncle Micheal, what is it? Do you need my help with anything?” His eyes were filled with something I can't explain but I saw the guilt there, the same guilt I am still feeling for allowing myself to fall for his charms, which led my first experience to be a bitter one. He was about to say something, maybe he wanted to apologize or he's trying to explain. But I wouldn't let myself fall for it again. “I would like us to talk about what happened last night. I know I hurt you and i..” “Uncle Micheal, I interrupted him before he could finish. I don't know what you're talking about, Nothing happened last night. ” I saw how his lips parted as if he wanted to say more, but. I couldn't let myself go down that road with him again. Not after last night. “We both know that's not true. We need to talk about this, I know you are hurting and I feel bad about what I have done ” he said, coming closer, his voice pleading. “I didn't mean to treat you like that, you deserve better. I just didn't know how to...” “No” I interrupted him again, “It doesn't matter, it's best we don't talk about it. My father must never know about this, so let’s forget it ever happened” I turned my face to the side slightly, hoping he would not see the tears in my eyes. He was quite for a while, and for a second I thought he was going to leave me alone. But he stepped closer again. “Ashley, please…please give me a chance to fix this. “No”, I said again, My voice above a whisper. “I said no, Uncle michael. I'm not going to let you apologize. Not after you abandoned me like that. I don't want to hear it. Just….Just leave me be.” I whipped my head around to the side and was brushing my eyes as I hurried fast for the door which opened onto the garden. But he wouldn't still leave me alone, I could feel his presence behind me. “Ashley, please, I didn't even know it was you. you have to know how sorry I am.” “Then leave me alone and stay sorry from afar.” I pushed the door open, the cold air rushing in, my breathing a bit stable now. He was still there, Standing behind me but I couldn't fight him anymore, I couldn't confront him. His words was hanging in the air, troubling my mind ‘I never wanted to hurt you’ But I didn't want to forgive him. Not now or anytime soon. The tears I had held back for a while at last overflowed within me, as I stood in the garden with my shoulders against the cold stone wall. I let myself fill up the silence, trying to breathe against the pain in my chest. I couldn't choose which hurt more, his lies or the fact that I couldn't manage to be furious with him. “ You are still the same man I know, the same Uncle Micheal I remembered from my childhood, Nothing more. So let us keep it that way.” I can't believe it will ever come to this between us. He was someone I respect a lot. He's like a father figure to me and I cared about him but he hurt me, he hurt me so badly and forgiveness is not something he could get overnight. I looked at him for a brief moment and his eyes held a mixture of guilt and confusion, but it made no difference. I would not let him in. Not after he had left me that way, I had believed in him at that moment and he turned from me. “I know Ashley but I just want to make sure you don't hate me.”he whispered, his voice cracking slightly. “I never should have left. I figured it would be simpler if I just left, but I was mistaken. I should have stayed, I should have made sure you were alright.” I shook my head, trying to balance myself. “But you didn't. You just left me there, hurt and broken.” The words were harder to say than I expected, saying them out loud was the same as ripping a bandage quickly from a wound. A wound I wasn’t ready to encounter. But I had to, For myself. “Ashley, ” He tried to move closer again, I took a step back, my heart beating faster. “Don't come closer to me.” I said, my voice trembling now but I couldn't help it. I caught the anguish flicker on his face and it tightened my chest. But I couldn't show him that I care. Not when it looked like my world was shattering into pieces around me, Not when every logical part of my body was screaming that I needed to protect myself. “Ashley please” he pleaded again, his voice desperate "I just want to make things right, I never meant to hurt you, I didn't realise how much I had until…” “Until it was too late” I interrupted him, the venom entering my voice. “ Yea I get it. But all I need right now is to be left alone with my thoughts.” He looked at me with sadness in his eyes. “I don't know how to fix this, I just need you to forgive me. Your father must not find out about this. Best friend or not he will have my head for taking his daughter innocence, Just tell me what I can do to fix it.” I swallowed hard, my chest tightened again. “You can't fix it.” His eyes dropped to the ground, and for an instant I thought maybe he would get up and leave. But then his eyes refocused on mine and he spoke softly again. “I will leave you alone, but don't shut me out completely. I care about you Ashley. I just need you to understand that.” I slowly shook my head, “ You still don't get it, do you? You don't get to care about me, Not after what you did.” I could feel his eyes on me, I could hear the anguish in his voice and for a second, I felt sorry for him but I was hurting because of him. I couldn't let him see how his words were continuing to kill me from the inside. I just had to leave here. As I was about to turn around, A very familiar Voice boomed from the doorway. “Ashley, What's going on here?” We froze in place, exchanging a shock glance before quickly looking away. “Dad”ASHLEY'S POV The speakers boomed through the walls, rattling beneath my heels as I moved through the crowd of familiar faces. My birthday party had officially started for over an hour, and Sophie, Jade, and Austin had already claimed their spots as the unofficial life of the party. With drinks in their hand, they were laughing at something Austin had just said, their bodies swaying in that unselfconscious way people do when the music is loud enough to swallow your thoughts.I'd already been hugged, spun around, and showered with so many gifts that I’d lost track.I'd excused myself to use the bathroom, but to be honest, I just need a moment alone. My father had to leave town for business when all I wanted was to celebrate with him, and now Micheal is late to my own birthday.I quickly shook the sad thoughts away and walked back into the living room. Sophie seemed to have taken over the playlist, Jade and Austin handled the drinks, and now my apartment smelled faintly of cocktails and
MICHEAL'S POV Liam strolled into my office like he owned the place. His hands in his pockets, his usual smirk plastered on his face—that same smirk that always meant trouble.I didn't even bother offering him a seat, but he took one anyway. “What do you want, Liam? And what the hell are you doing here?”He glanced around, pretending to admire the office. “Relax, I came to talk about the company.”“The company?” I scoffed. “You lost the right to talk about my company the very day you stood against me.”His smirk faltered, but it was back quickly.“Simon’s making moves. Even while in hiding, that old bastard approached me. I thought you’d want to know.”I kept my face unreadable, though every muscle in my body was tense. “And why would Simon go to you?”“Because I know things,” Liam said.Then he tilted his head, eyes sharp. “Things about you…about Ashley. But you know that already, don't you?”Of course, he knew that.I didn't let my expression change, but my mind was already working
ASHLEY'S POV There was something about returning home after a perfect beach weekend that made everything else feel a little lighter. The salty breeze still lingered in my curls, and now I carried a sun skin glow that made my skin look like I'd just stepped off a magazine cover. I was humming to a Beyonce song as I stepped into my office after a boring meeting, scrolling through a few emails when the glass door swung open.“Surprise!” Sophie grinned, followed by Jade and Austin, all of them clearly up to something.I blinked. “Did I miss an update on the group chat? Why do I feel like I'm about to get ambushed?”“Because you are,” Jade said with a smirk.“We're kidnapping you for lunch. The birthday planning session begins now.”“Oh God,” I laughed, reaching for my bag already. “This would be interesting.”We ended up on a rooftop café just because their snacks are to die for. It was decorated with lights all over them with a full view of the city. Sophie pulled out a notepad from her
MICHEAL'S POV Ashley’s arms were wrapped tightly around my neck, her lips brushing against mine as I carried her into the private cabana. The ocean breeze was strong around us, but all I could feel was her—every curve pressed against me, every little breath fanning the fire building between us.The second the curtains fell shut behind us, I pressed her back against the nearest wall. She gasped softly, but I could feel it in my bones.“You were soaked before I even touched you,” I murmured against her neck, letting my fingers trail under the thin strings of her bikini bottom. “Tell me, darling. Did the ocean get you wet? Or is it just me?”Her body arched into mine, her lips brushing my ear. “You know exactly what it was.”I groaned, dragging my mouth along her collarbone, tasting her soft and salty skin.“You are just so needy, aren't you?” I growled, cupping her thighs and grinding into her, letting her feel what she had done to me.“And you,” she whispered, tilting her head back s
MICHEAL'S POV Her fingers were tangled in my hair when I woke up, her soft breath fanning against my throat, her legs draped over my hip like she owned me. And maybe she did. Of course she did.“Baby,” I whispered, brushing my lips against her forehead.“Mmm?” She mumbled, her eyes still shut. “It's too early to wake up. Let's sleep some more.”I chuckled. “The chef called. Breakfast is ready. He's probably setting the table now.”She groaned. “Fuck the rich people and their routines.”I leaned in closer. “You like my routines just fine.Her eyes opened, then she winked. “Yeah, the night routines especially.”“You naughty spoilt brat.”I kissed her, slow and deep, not caring about our morning breaths, and eventually we dragged ourselves out of bed, more like I dragged her out of bed. She grabbed the paste and toothbrush while I stood beside her at the sink. We brushed in silence, stealing glances at her in the mirror with my shirt on her. My heart still beats too fast around her till
ASHLEY'S POV My apartment smells like popcorn and freshly baked snacks, which could only mean one thing—sleepover night. I stood in the kitchen barefooted, swirling a bottle of wine in my hand while Sophie danced around with two mugs of hot chocolate, wearing matching pyjamas with Jade. Austin sat cross-legged on the couch, scrolling through his phone with an expression that could only be described as “mildly annoyed older brother forced to hang with his little sisters.”“I still don't know why we couldn’t do this at my place,” Austin muttered.“Because,” Sophie flopped beside him, tossing a pillow at his face, “your place has no junks. It smells like liquor and loneliness there.”Jade giggled from the floor where she was setting up our spa masks and polish trays.“And because this is Ashley’s week. The queen deserves a break.”I couldn't help but smile. “I really do.”They made me feel like I could breathe again.No stress, no Simon drama, no Jayden pressure. Just me and my friends