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When the night stars covered the sky, restless than ever Ashton found himself throwing his injured hand in quick rotations trying to start the moment again for his shoulder. Sitting idle was not his forte but that day due to his incapacity to even wear his own clothes, he didn’t do anything apart from calling for Rex’s help.His best friend was kind enough to be his helping hand, but he needed a way to release his anger now. So, he threw as much as pressure on himself by moving his hand. It pained. It exhausted him yet he was in no mood of giving up. Although, his head was blasting with a migraine with the inevitable things rolling up in his life.The words of his best friend echoed in his ears like a bee was buzzing an unknown truth to him but the wheel of wind, refused to allow him to grasp it. From his mother’s unjustified behavior to Simone getting scared after seeing Derek, he seemed to be in a fix in the inter-related scenarios about which he had no idea because no one thought h
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With a thoughtful look plastered on her face, Simone traced Alicia’s picture, but her eyes fixed on Ashton who she depicted to be lost in his world. Too lost to even care about anything else going around him. Debating on his state wasn’t even her priority as she knew that there was something more she was bound to do first, so closed the leather piece, straightened her shoulders and entered the room making a creepy sound through her feet wanting him to look at her because she hated to come out as an intruder.And as she wanted, Ashton swiveled his head to meet her amused face as if she had just earned millions. If he thought, she would utter any trash like her usual self, she surprised him by shutting the door; the automatic lock did its work while the lady who was back in her haunted dress, switched off the lights leaving two side lamps."What do you think you're doing?" Ashton asked, rising to his feet. His voice devoid of any custom emotion, not even anger. Her sudden calmness made h
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In a slow-motion Simone undid her leather jacket giving him ever so seductive looks that he found utterly disgusting yet somewhere, the man inside was getting excited of just how much she was willing to go for him. His wife never did a thing as she was supposed to do but he was satisfied because he was in love with her but other than what people in love do, he had no idea what people in lust do. If the attraction that Simone felt for him was anything close to lust instead of admiration, then he supposed this is what those people feeling an overwhelming sense of lust do. Although, the name to call it as infatuation offering a body for the sake of pleasure isn’t just attraction or infatuation.It’s more than the call of wanting a physical intimacy that’s closing to giving a climax as heavenly as the heaven itself. But the question that raised then in his mind was, did she want all of that? If not, then why did she keep trying to force her way into touching him?What was exactly running
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Ashton examined the height of the cliff area where he brought Simone as per her twisted demand of Sky diving in the night. Unsure of his choice of the place, he gauged her reaction keenly. Behind them the helicopter Ashton summoned was on the stand by—his father owned a private jet and helicopter along with his own helipad because the old man wasn’t certain about the airlines. He preferred traveling on his terms and conditions and as and when he wanted, and today it came in Ashton’s handy when his nemesis has requested…err ordered him to do something for her.Ashton was sure he wasn’t trying to impress Simone in any way. It was something he did because even he himself wanted a few minutes of closure on Alicia. He didn’t clearly understand himself nowadays of what he wanted. But whatever it was, it could hold back until he sorted his mind regarding Simone. Each time he deliberated to have understood her a little, she proved him wrong right then by throwing another one of her novice sid
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Ashton eyed the huge glass building with frowns plastered on his forehead. It was a Multinational Company, that’s what he knew, and he hardly cared about the details then because he was still reeling in the shock of Simone’s rageful driving. It appeared to him as if she was moving an electric beater in the bowl to whisk the eggs and she had partially, whisked him in the most chaotic way. And now after terrorizing him, she was all smiles beside him as if she had done some award-winning work.His shoulder hurt badly but he couldn’t possibly get out of here because if he tried she’ll beat the shit out of him. And he was sure of it when she peered a glance in his way in a hostile way."Now I'll teach you how to steal files, buddy." She said wearing her black gloves and offering another set to him.His hands shivered to even grab the leather. He was afraid if he got caught with her, his daughter's future would be doomed. How would he face his Al when she asks him of his involvement with a
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Soaked in blood, the Mafia girl stared at the unconscious body lying on the floor. The man had tried to outsmart her always, but he didn’t know that no one can succeed in tricking her. Losing was not in her schedule and she won’t ever bring it in because the day she’ll stop winning would be the day, every little thing she had acquired would go in vain. She strived for power, she ran after money, and she lusted after revenge. A sweet, tenacious revenge on everyone and anyone who was part of humans. Going by the scenarios, she had the strong urge that no else, but Ashton Walkers would be her first bait in obtaining the sexy revenge she needed. Motives or no motives, he had dared to cross paths with her when she had only offered herself to him but, he didn’t understand all that. He had made it a personal vendetta somehow by questioning her life so be it. He’ll get that if he must otherwise, he’ll be good as dead for her especially after the stunt he pulled a few minutes back on her. If
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Ashton!Wake up, Dad.Daddy.Sobs.......Dad. Wake up, Please.In his unconscious state, he heard the constant sobs, but his mind refused to cooperate with his senses. His body hurt badly, yet that undying urge to open his lashes didn't subside. He wanted to sleep for long; so long that all the tension would vanish away when he would wake up.The sobs increased, so did the pleadings, until he felt someone shaking his forearm.Dad wake up or I'll never talk to you. I'll go away...........like Mom. Sobs.....As soon as the words registered in his brain; blood started to flow violently in his body; the force of the warning so strong, so furious that he snapped his eyes open, and sat up straight with a jerk, screaming for his only daughter."Alishaaa!"His anxious eyes roamed around the entire room, alerting the occupants who were waiting for him to gain consciousness for two days now."Ash!" Alison, Derek, and Rex immediately stepped forward.Rex sat beside him on the bed and handed a gl
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Blood drain south; anger like never swept into his every living cell as he finally connected the dots of his missing memory of that night. A sudden urge to drag Simone Thompson out of his farm and make her pay for it, kicked in until he realized that his daughter was in the dangerous territory. If he attacked the cunning mafia now, there were chances she might do something to his baby girl and if she laid a hand on his Alisha, he’ll murder her without regrets, but the consequences might not be good.So, as much as he was willing to slaughter her like a lamb, he held himself back from reacting on something, which he assumed purely on the theory he heard from his girl, but it could be true, or it can’t be.But it was certain to him Simone had a shrewd role to play with his mind. She was custom made to rob people of their sanity and it was exactly what she was doing.Turning his attention back to his daughter, he stated, "Al, Grand Ma was right. You shouldn't ever trust any stranger, no m
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