Aslan’s POVAslan knew he had hurt his sister but the way she was lashing at Elena, he had to interrupt and no one will accept an excuse because his family loved him blindly. Thus, he had to say those things. he had to spill the truth. But did he do the right thing? He recalled his sister’s face and felt ashamed.He sat down on the couch with his head in his hands when Elena came running to him and hugged him.It was something unexpected but felt good when she hugged him on her own. God only knows what Jo told her. He enjoyed the present moment as her body pressed into his. His heart beat accelerated but he didn’t want to act like a perv.Her innocent eyes told him that she never knew about the shooting attack at the wedding. Then she frowned and sat beside him. He felt empty and cold from the separation.“Did you go church for me?” Her gaze was directed at the floor when she asked and he saw the hint of redness on her cheeks. It made her even cuter.“No, I just went to check if God w
Author’s POVElena had just come out of shower and was wrapping the towel around her when she received a call from Joanna.“Hey…”“Hi Elena, I have told Aslan that you will be joining me for lunch. If he bothers you, let me know.”Elena bit her cheek. She knew another argument with him was coming, because he will never let her step out of the house so easily. She talked to Jo for a minute and then hung up.She stood there talking, and Aslan who had just come to the room after his workout, watched her. She was not even properly wrapped up and talking to his sister. Was it so important a call?“So, she is so eager to go and has already made up her mind?” he thought.“So, you are going?” His dark and sexy voice echoed into the room and Elena shuddered and the towel fell from her hands. His eyes changed their color and he gulped visibly.Aslan was dying to touch her. Looking at her in that moment was same as getting lost in a desert and coming across a fountain, one couldn’t touch. But he
Aslan’s POVHe sat there in his study. Aslan was on his third bottle. He was not hurt, but the pain from all those years back was still bothering him. It was not the pain of losing her, but losing his father. No, he didn’t want him back, but no child expects this from his own parent. Aslan was hurting inside for all these years, and Elena was only poking everything inside him again. Not that he didn't trust her that she woul fall in Aslan's father's trap, but the mere thought of her being in the same house as him was making skin prick. A tear fell from his eyes but he didn’t had the energy to wipe it off. Her face came to his memory. His heart went back to all those years. To Sarah. His Love.The PastAslan was eight years old and was playing on the terrace with his nanny when a car arrived at the bungalow next door. Aslan picked up the ball and went closer to the edge of the balcony. The car door opened and a man came out. He opened the back door and someone stepped out. Aslan could
Author’s POV The PastAslan was heaving when he came back to his home not even wondering what must be happening to Sarah and his father. Would they search for clothes? Make a plan to diffuse the tension? Blame Aslan for spreading rumors?Aslan smirked. He didn't care. He didn't give a fuck about anything from now on.He could not push away the the thought of Sarah bouncing on his father’s dick and his ashen face when he saw his son witnessing him fucking his son’s dream girl.A tear slipped from Aslan's eye but he wiped it off and promised himself that he will never shed a tear for both of them, the two people he admired and loved, but they had broken his trust. Why should he? He was not at fault. His father was and it was high time that he stops his philandering.Was Aslan destroying his mother’s happy home? Yes, he was because it was only a house of cards, which was only waiting for a slight blow of wind and Aslan will be that wind.He didn't want to eat, but he still sat reluctant
Author’s POVAs Elena arrived at the house, she found it eerily silent. She went to the kitchen and drank a glass of water. Ms. Tully came with fresh veggies and placed them on the counter.“Is Mr. Parker home?” Elena asked her and she nodded.She went to their rooms and looked for him but he wasn’t there, so she went to check his study. When she opened the door, a waft of alcohol hit her face and making her gasp. Turning on the lights, she saw Aslan. The place was a mess. He was seated there only in his jeans with an almost empty bottle in his hand.Their eyes met but his face remained blank. She looked at him for a good minute and then turned on her heels and left him sulking.Aslan smirked when he saw her going away. Last time, she had been there to console him, but now? She really hated him.He tried to lift up his body but gave up. He was trying again when she returned. This time, with a bucket full of water. He was still processing what was going on when she poured the ice cold
Author’s POVAslan didn’t return home that night, but went to Matt’s penthouse. He was not home and Aslan had a key. He didn’t want to leave Elena alone but he needed some time to arrange what he wanted to do to John.Elena couldn’t sleep. She was missing his warmth, and his hot breath in the crook of her neck. He was always so close to her that the bed seemed too large tonight. She didn’t have a phone with her so she could call him. He was drunk and she knew that Mike was driving, but she was worried for him.“God, keep him safe.” She said joining her hands and tried to sleep but to no use.Next morning, she was working on her story and it was already noon when the door opened and walked in Aslan. He looked at her, nodded slightly and went inside the bathroom.Aslan found her working. He was actually wondering if she was worried for him last night, but when she didn’t ask him anything, he made his way to bathroom. Why was he expecting her to be worried?She wanted to ask but his face
Author’s POVElena looked at him. Both of them were in his study because he wanted to work and couldn’t focus without her, so Elena was also made to sit aroudn. Now that she knew that he was indeed in love with her, she was feeling powerful. Besides, he was not someone she could defeat.Aslan raised his eyes and caught her staring. Elena got flustered and looked away, but if he would let it slide, he wouldn’t be Aslan Parker, would he?He stood up from his chair and Elena closed her eyes more forcefully, hoping he wouldn’t come to her, but her prayer went unanswered and she felt the couch beside her dipping. She opened one eye and peeked at him and he was looking at her with a curious smile on his face.She looked so innocent and cute in that moment that he wanted to scoop her up in his arms and kiss her eyes.“What do you think you are doing?” he asked as if he was asking an errant kid.“I….um..I… nothing.” She replied but knew that the blush creeping on her cheeks and neck would giv
Author’s POVElena tried to move and winced when her pussy touched his hairy leg. She carefully extracted herself from his hold and wanted to go to bathroom. But he held her wrist and pulled her back, she fell on his chest, “Running away again?”Why God blessed him with such an amazing morning voice? She thought in her head.“You want me to soil the bed?” She said keeping a serious expression, making him chuckle and his deep laugh made her heartbeat race.“Go on, love, but take no more than a minute.”She huffed and stood up. Aslan smile when he saw her limping a bit, but also felt bad, because he had hurt her.Elena was sore. She did her business, cleaned his cum from her body and took a robe from the rack, because her hickey-clad body was looking terrific, blue and red in so many places.When she came out, he had his hands stretched behind his head, and his one leg crossing other at the ankle. He was completely naked and had no shame. He is so shameless, she thought. But he had a bo