ASHLEYI could feel it on my breath. I could feel it on my skin. I could taste it on my lips and it made it so difficult to swallow the saliva that had pooled in my mouth because it felt like a thousand needles were suddenly stuck in my throat and it made it such an impossible thing to gulp. I could see it whenever I shut my eyes and it tugged at the strings that held my sanity in place, wanting to rip it away from me.The horror.The dread.The blood.I could feel everything. It was as though the switch that controlled my emotions flickered to its highest. Heck, it felt like it was completely detached from the wall that housed it, stomped on repeatedly, and broken into pieces, leaving me with no control over how I felt. The air in the room felt hotter and tighter, closing in on me as I struggled to get a hold of my breath that was slowly leaving me. I was sitting on the cold tiled floor in the room, my knees bunched up to my chest. My chest was constricted in pain and my breath came
JAXONMy demons.The ones I thought I had managed to tame by throwing myself into work and dabbling into anything that came in the form of distractions. They were back and if it was barely noticeable before, it tripled in size this time around and messed with what was left of my senses.I wasn't called the devil for no reason. My personality portrayed me that way.And in truth, I loved it. I loved being referred to and seen as the devil. The title came with utter satisfaction that had me convinced that no one could dare cross my path and not have to answer for it. I loved the fear and dread that the mere mention of my name evoked in people. I lived for it because, in a way, it made me feel like I had control over one thing. That my will wasn't completely taken from me and my life wasn't overly under the control of the demons that occupied my head. I could give up everything, but I couldn't give up that control I had over that aspect of my life. It was my drive. It was the only reaso
ASHLEYSatisfaction trickled through my veins as I tucked my lips between my teeth, gazing at the masterpiece that was sleeping beside me. He was shirtless. In the past few weeks that I have been married to him, I have come to notice that he hates wearing a shirt to bed. His flawless ivory skin was out in the open, only for my eyes to see. He didn't have all the muscles in the world, but he was ripped enough to make my mouth water at the sight of his abs.His chest fell and rose with ease, the bags under his eyes seemed to be fading. He had come back home late at night and even though he thought I was deeply asleep, I saw him walk in with a bloodied shirt. He rushed to the bathroom to change because he didn't want me to see him, but I did. And in truth, I didn't know how to feel seeing him with blood on his hands and his chest. So, I just didn't allow myself to feel. I turned my emotions off because if I didn't shut them out, they would overwhelm me. I exhaled, my eyes flitting to hi
ASHLEYI didn't want to allow my thoughts to dwell on what had just happened, so I got in the shower and took a quick bath. I just wanted this to be done and over with. I couldn't wait to get out of this hellhole. I was out of the shower in no time. I wrapped my towel around my body and another around my wet hair. I stepped out of the bathroom only to find the room void of his presence. I couldn't comprehend the pang of overwhelming sadness that hit me afterwards. I exhaled, strutting into the closet, and nearly flinched, when I found him leaning on the huge glass table in the middle of the closet. I blinked, swallowing my spit before I willed myself to move forward into the room."Peach, I am sorry." He apologized but I ignored him. I sauntered over to the drawer that housed my undies, pulling out a matching set of lacy black underwear. I took off my towel, not in the least bothered that he was standing in the room. It was stupid to be hiding from him when he had already seen everyt
ASHLEYBy the time I was done dressing up, Arden was in the shower and it was a good thing because I was dead sure he wouldn't let me move an inch from this room because of what I was wearing. Not like it was bad, but the possessive beast in him will come out to play when he sees me in this outfit. It was a look I have always wanted to try with my casuals. I was clad in army green cargo pants with a black corset bralette that did so little in hiding my boobs. My cleavage was out in the open and the bralette stopped a few inches below my breasts.I paired my outfit with cute white sneakers and a matching shoulder bag, my hair tucked securely in a sleek low bun, not to mention the bold red lipstick on my lips. I had one of his numerous black shirts draped around my shoulder in case I got cold, but it was a cute fit and Arden was an ass! So, I did the one thing I knew I could do. I ran out of the room before he was out of the showers, racing down the staircase.I released a breath I didn
ASHLEY"So, what's the sex like?" Dawn asked like it was the most casual thing in the world. My eyes almost flew out of their sockets while Dawn looked so horrified. I stared at the redhead on the screen of my phone, who was twirling her hair between her fingers, her blue eyes sparkling with so much mischief as she grinned from ear to ear."Dawn!" I shrieked, lifting my body off the egg chair I was seated on. My cheeks suddenly grew so hot at the question she just asked."Girl, you are crazy!" Ivana yelled, but she was unable to hide her amusement. I could see past the horrified facade she had on her face because beneath it, was a smile that was about to break out.It made me more embarrassed."What?!" Dawn shot at us, defending herself with a grin."Have you seen the man? He looks like Adonis' first son!" She exclaimed, tucking her hair behind her ear. I threw her a nasty glare and she raised her hands in mock surrender while Ivana's heated gaze was trained on me."That's my husband
ASHLEYI was puzzled. Stupefied, even.I sat in the egg chair for a while, trying to collect my thoughts and also trying to wrap my head around the fact that someone just waltzed into my house like she owned the damn place. With the speed of light I could barely comprehend, I jolted upright and grabbed my phone, marching into the house. Pushing the door open, I walked in to see relief washing over Alberta's face, causing me to furrow my brows."Mrs. Gray, you are here." She took in some air, and for some weird reason I couldn't decipher, I gave Alberta a mental pat for addressing me the way she did. It just sounded right because of the lady in red who struck me as an imminent threat. On cue, she whirled around and took off her shades.Nothing could have prepared me for the monolid set of deep hazel eyes that clashed with mine. I let out a soft gasp at the sight of the siren-like lady who stood a few feet away from me, utterly short of words.Her eyes…They had to be her most beautifu
JAXONRage simmered through my veins, threatening to consume me from the inside out. My mood which had been completely sour before I got home seemed to have spiked up, rendering me overly irritated. The air that hung in the room was toxic, unnerving even. The event that just occurred was enough to leave everyone on the tip of their toes. Heck, I could smell their fear. "Get the hell out of my sight and stop staring at me like a fucking moron!" I growled at them and they scampered off in different directions, leaving Duncan and me alone. I raked my fingers through my hair, groaning in frustration. I didn't say anything to Duncan before marching upstairs.I didn't even know what I was going to say to her. I have seen her angry but today, she was like a ticking time bomb that had been waiting for the perfect opportunity to explode. I could see it in her eyes, the rage, the fierceness. She was like a different person a few minutes ago. She looked every bit of the Queen that she was alway