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 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 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 POVIt was almost 10 and Elena was tired. They had a wonderful day and now were dining in a peaceful restaurant. Aslan had his cap on so people don’t recognize him.“Umm, this cake is so delicious.” Elena spoke as she licked her spoon twice.“Have it all.” Aslan nudged the plate to her.“You want me to get fat?” The little wine she had was working.“Why not? I will like you chubby.” It was true. Aslan knew he will love her anyway.“Oh, you are so smitten with me or you just act so good?” Elena asked, a playful smile playing on her lips.“I was an actor earlier. You turned me into a crazy lover.” Aslan spoke with a hint of sarcasm.“Aslan stop talking like that.” She laughed. That’s what he was doing all day. Praising her, complimenting her and she was feeling as if she was on cloud nine, but she was afraid and didn’t wanna fall.His phone buzzed and he got the signal.'So, the goat is ready for sacrifice,' he thought.“What happened?” Elena’s voice brought him back to present

Author’s POVAslan was in a sour mood. She had not returned even yet. And because her laptop was home, he couldn’t track her, and had no idea where she was. He was attending a virtual conference when a knock sounded. He muted himself and spoke, “Come in, Blythe.”“Mr. Parker, you have a visitor.” She had a smile on her lips, one that she gave him when one of the hookers would come for him in the past. But he was not the same person now.“What the fuck, Blythe. Send her away.”“I am not going anywhere.” He was stunned to hear the voice. It was Elena. Blythe made her way out and Elena walked in with his lunch trolley. She was in a tight jeans and a crop sweatshirt. The high pony was suiting her. She was in sneakers. There had never been a woman in his office in sneakers but there she was and he was loving every moment of it.“You?”He was about to stand up but she said, “Sit down and finish your conference.”She didn’t like to interrupt him at work, but she had something planned for him