Asher’s POVThe moment I walked into May’s room, I could feel the noticeable tension that was in the air. My mother was sitting on the edge of the bed, with May sitting beside her, a look of uneasiness on her face. I wasn’t sure how to tackle this, but I knew I had to do something to maintain appearances so I walked over and gently hugged my mother from the side, a small smile on my face.I don’t usually smile, because that would make people think you’re more accessible, which I wasn’t inclined to show. I was Asher Campbell, but for my mother, I would smile, even if it was a little.“Look who finally decide to come look for his mother.” She said and I smiled.“Mom, you didn’t inform me of your visit, there was no way I would have been able to tell you were here if Matias didn’t inform me,” I said with an affectionate smile as I planted a quick kiss on May’s cheek, playing my part in the facade.Mom didn’t know that our marriage was a contract one, one I was trying to get out of as soo

May’s POVJerking out of his arms, I looked at Asher, giving him a look that said he shouldn’t think this was something it wasn’t. Asher looked at my face again, with an accusation in his eyes even though he didn't say anything, and all I could think of was what would be running through his mind presently.Holy shit, this doesn’t look good at all, there was no way I could explain this without it looking all sketchy.I felt his eyes on me, and for a moment, I wished he would just say something, anything, to break the awkward silence that enveloped us. I would also like for him but to look at me the way he was currently looking at me, like I had done something so grave.His gaze held an accusation that cut through me, though he uttered not a single word. What did he think he saw? That I was with Mr. Keith?All he saw was a hand wrapped around my waist, so couldn’t he just know that that could be because I wanted to fall and he had helped me up?Although, thinking about it now and saying

Asher’s POVSomething had been burning in my heart ever since I saw May with that man, Gary Keith, or whatever his name was, but I didn’t understand what that burning meant.Maybe it was anger, the one I didn't even think I could explain why I was feeling.Clearing my throat, I rubbed at my temple, and then I focused on the paper that was in front of me. I was trying to make sure everything on the deal I was trying to make was handled was there wasn’t any last-minute surprise.When I heard a knock on my door, I grumbled because I already told my secretary that I didn’t want any distractions. This better be good or she was going to be getting fired. I wasn’t even in the mood to entertain just anyone right now, and even though I didn’t want to admit it to myself, I couldn’t stop thinking about Gary’s hand on May’s waist, the way he had held her as if she was his, she wasn’t remotely his.That picture had been popping up in my mind since and even though I had tried as much as I could to

May’s POVThe sound from his shoes must have woken me up, and I raised my head from the kitchen table to look up at him.My breath caught at the way he looked so handsome and rugged, standing there looking like a piece of candy, even though my heart was still squeezing from the pain of how he had treated me in his office, and from the thought that he might be seeing someone else.That was the thing about this six feet three, delicious-looking man, I couldn’t stay mad at him for long, especially about something I wasn’t sure was true, but I was really hurt about his indifference towards me in his office. “I cooked dinner.” I said, standing up and looking at him as he stood at the door, staring at me with those intense grey eyes.Those darn eyes I had gotten lost in the first time I met him, a week before we got married. Although, I knew why my step father agreed to me marrying him, to get himself out of debt, but I couldn’t really figure out why Asher himself had agreed to marry me, si

Asher’s POVThe game was getting boring, or maybe it was because my mind wasn’t here, but either way, I was losing my interest. I was in the the VIP section of Club 69 with Chanel and we were waiting for my best friend to join us, but that seemed like it was going to take forever, as he said he was delayed in a meeting.That was surprising though, seeing as he was the one that called me out tonight to get things off my mind. I blew out a breath and folded my arms, as I watched Chanel picked her drink and took a sip, but my mind was on May.I still wasn’t picking her calls, but I’ve read every single text she had sent me, and none of them indicated she was ready to sign those papers. I hated our forced marriage so much, and she should too if she didn’t have the ulterior motive to dig as much gold as she could from me.There was something else I hated though, the fact that it seemed like I didn’t have any control over this situation anymore. I was a powerful man, almost on top of any s