43: Another One

“I take it he wasn't so cooperative.” Dragana continued eyeing the limp body at the back of Asher's car. The bodyguard doesn't bother answering the rhetorical question. “She is still sleeping.” Dragana offered knowingly. “She stayed up late last night with her new boyfriend.” Asher's eyes snapped back to Dragana's face. His jaw tightened. He knew she was just pulling his leg, but the what-if at the back of his head showed just how insecure he was about their relationship. No day goes by he doesn't wake up and wonder why she would choose him. Some so many eligible men would be more than glad to call her theirs, and yet, he got the honor to. “My son is so smitten with her. I would suggest you watch your back.” She joked. Asher found himself exhaling heavily with a relieved chuckle. He was battling an urge to ask Dragana to take him to Isabella's room. He had missed her so damn much and wanted nothing more than to stare into her lovely face, even if it was just for a few seconds. And hol