John’s POVHe came home and threw the stuff on the kitchen counter. “Mira?”No sound. He tried again. Her jacket was gone, her shoes were gone, and there was no trace of her.He had only left her half an hour ago. She wanted to cook some Indian food for him and needed a few things.He ran upstairs, into his bedroom. That’s when the shock hit him. His safe was open and empty. The new watch he had bought was gone. A gold chain which was a symbol of his good old times, was gone.“Holy fucking shit. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Mira……” He screamed her name. He tried her phone. Switched off. He ran outside and took a cab. Her home was locked. She had not been there. He decided to go to police, but the thought hit him. What would he say when they will ask him the source of money? That he sold his wife? He was losing it. He had lost everything. That money was all he had. He had nothing else to survive on.Should he go to the police? Will they ask him the source of money or they will let it go? No he
Elena’s POVElena was trying to persuade Aslan to do otherwise but he wasn’t listening.“I don’t want a million dollar dress.” She protested for the nth time“But I want you to have the best.”“Aslan, that designer will cost me my life as the fees for entering his boutique.”“He is my friend.”“I am not going there.”“I won’t let you buy a dress from any other place.”“Then I will get married in a burlap sack.” She crossed her arms and slumped down on the sofa.“Urggghhhhh.” He did the same beside her.“Fine, I give in.”She smiled up at him. “But I have a condition.” He added.“No.” She knew it will be something she won’t be able to put up to.“Yes. I came halfway and now it’s your turn. I will come with you to choose your dress.”“No, it’s bad luck.”“Baby, I write my own luck.”“There is a reason such an old tradition is followed. You can’t see the dress before the wedding day.”“I just want to check how it will go with my tux.”“No.”“Yes. And I am coming. And if you say
Author’s POVAs soon as he got home, he saw her smiling face. God, if this is what married life will feel like, he couldn’t wait to get married to this beautiful woman. She came to him with open arms and he lifted her up.He nuzzled his face into her neck and placed a kiss, making her moan. Wrapping her legs around his waist, he went to the couch.She was looking for any sign of betrayal but there was none as he looked at her face in admiration.“I had no idea that such beauty could exist.” He said it out aloud.“Are you drunk?” She giggled and he wanted to drink that sound.“Maybe.” He hid his face in her bosom and took a deep breath.“How was your day?” She asked.“Busy, as always.”“I knew it. That’s why I prepared a bath for you.”“For us.”“Ok, Us. Let’s go.” She took his hand and led him to the stairs. He followed her blindly. If she would take him to hell like this, he will gladly follow her.The bathroom was filled with roses and scented candles. “Let me help you.”She took off
Author’s POVIt was the night before their wedding day. His bachelorette party was far from over. It was a strictly no- stripper party. Why? Because he had promised Elena. Elle had threatened to kill Matthew if she even suspected that a stripper was coming. The warning was more for Ian than Matthew. So, basically they were just watching some French movie and sipping on their drinks.Tomorrow, he will get married. Aslan thought. He was excited like a kid in a toy store. He couldn’t believe that he was an altogether different man a few months back and now he was smitten.Their journey reflected on his mind and he cursed himself. He had put her through hell. The night when he had branded her, made him hang his head in shame. But then he got an idea. He stood up and was going to the door, when Matthew asked, “Hey man, it’s your party.”“I have something important to do.” Aslan replied absentmindedly.“What can be more important than enjoying your last day as a bachelor?” Ian queried.“Some
Aslan’s POVThe first thing he did when he woke up was to order flowers for his wife. He did his morning routine, worked out, shaved, got a massage, and then his friends arrived in his room. Elena had stayed at Elle’s place last night. He was already missing her. A night without her was a punishment.His friends got busy in helping him getting ready. The photographer recorded everything. Finally they made their way towards the cars. He was not just walking out of his house, but he was walking out of his old life to a new one, one he had never believed would be looking so appealing. He was walking towards the love of his life. In the arms of a goddess.He had never known that he will ever fall in love, let alone getting married. He shook his head. An age old memory visited him and he kept her face aside. He was Elena’s and he will always belong to her, and she will belong to him. It was damn sure.Elena’s POVShe was woken up by the giggling of girls. When she woke up rubbing her eyes, t
Aslan’s POVAslan couldn’t stop beaming as he stood there at the altar. He looked at his mother, she was so happy. Alicia was showing all of her teeth, smiling so much, Joanna’s kids were looking so beautiful dressed for their uncle’s marriage. Aslan adjusted his bow for the hundredth time. He knew he will be no match to Elena’s beauty, but he wanted to look good for her.Slowly the music started and one by one the bridesmaids started pouring in. Bella came next as she was the maid of honor. Then the flower girl came followed by the ring bearer. He was waiting for Elena, the music went on but she didn’t come. His heart was beating fast now. God, where is she? Is she alright? What’s going on?Breathing was getting difficult. Ian came running inside and informed that Elena had not arrived. His men started figuring out what was going on. Her destined driver was not picking the phone. Aslan was growing restless. The murmur of the crowd turned into chattering. He was about to leave the al
PrologueElena is married. She lives with her husband John. He was a factory worker and used to be a sweet guy. She had met him four years ago at a friend’s birthday. They clicked and got married the next year. But for the last two years, things changed. John lost his job but acquired a bad temper. Elena took it upon herself to run the household. She worked as a Primary school teacher and in the evening, she used to work in a supermarket as a part-time cashier.Elena was worried to death over John’s habit of drinking, betting and playing poker. Last time, when he had been in trouble, she had given up all the money she was saving for a new washing machine. Her continuous poking to find a job has resulted into nothing but a few slaps, so she stopped complaining. It was just a phase; they will pass it. That’s what she was hoping. But deep down she knew she was losing him. I can keep us on track, was her mantra. But would she succeed?Aslan had everything he wanted. He owned the largest pu
AslanHis breath hitched and his eyes dilated as he saw the innocent lamb in front of him. He was in his car, going for golfing with his friends. He smiled as he saw her clearly. She was helping kids to cross the road. A kid wanted to say something and she bent down to hear. Perfect ass, he thought. She walked a little but turned to look at other kids and it pushed her breasts against the top. Neither busty, nor slim, just perfect boobs, another box checked in his mind. She had a large bun on her head. So long hair, nice when he will wrap them around his hand, and…… A smile grazed his lips. He saw as she smiled and sun shined in a corner of his heart which was dark for years. He was so turned on by looking at her smile. Her lips were a perfect pink. He growled as the pants became too tight. He never used to waste time on details like a smile but she was different. His mouth went dry, his eyes went hazy, and his mind started conjuring up filthy images of him and her. His only thought at