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AsherI sat there expecting Edith to walk in, but after a few seconds Jenkins stepped back into the room and came toward me.“The driver just brought the car home,” he announced. “He said Mrs. Prescott told him she won’t be returning until midnight.”I nodded, barely reacting.Who cares whether she comes home or not? Honestly, I hope she doesn’t return at all.My gaze shifted to Loretta. Her face fell with disappointment, and I couldn’t help wondering why she was so desperate to see my wife. To get a photo? Something she could leak to the blogs and gossip sites for quick money?I ignored her and rolled myself back toward my office. I still had unfinished business to deal with.My phone rang, an unknown number but I answered anyway.The moment I heard the voice, irritation spiked through me so sharply I almost hung up.“Please… don’t drop the call, Asher,” my mother said.“What do you want, woman?” I snapped, my irritation bleeding into every word. Why was she calling me? Richard had a

LorettaIt’s been over a week since that last encounter with Asher in his room, and things have been awkward ever since. He doesn’t shout anymore, instead, he just watches me, most times when we are close. His eyes always try to catch mine. It feels like he is trying to regain his memories looking at me. I avoid looking back, I can’t afford old wounds reopening. He belongs to another woman now, and I’m doing everything I can to let go, no matter how hard it is. I remind myself that I am here to do my job, because I am being paid, and that he’s the father of my children. I have buried every lingering thought of us ever being anything again.“I think Adrian is going to love this,” Tonia said behind me. I turned and saw her holding a superhero toy. “I thought you were supposed to pick something for yourself.”We had come to the supermarket to restock groceries. The kids were at home with the nanny, and since it was my day off, I figured I might as well buy what the house needed, and g

Loretta I walked back to the car feeling hollow, like something inside me had cracked open. Betrayed, used and played from the beginning. I got into the car, Tonia took one look at my face and stiffened. “Loretta, what happened?”I shook my head and buckled my seatbelt. “Drive.” If I say one more word I would end up wailing. This is the second time I am being fooled, first it was Asher, fooling me, now his mother had done the same to me, for what? She tried again halfway out of the parking lot. “Loretta, talk to me. Wait, did you meet with Rosie again, did she attack you?” Nothing came out, my throat felt tight, my chest burning. I stared out the window the whole ride home, watching cars blur past.“Tonia, please,” I whispered once, but I didn't even know what I was pleading for. She nodded and concentrated on driving, not saying a word til we got home. When we got to the house, she killed the engine and locked the doors before I could touch the handle.“We are not going insid

LorettaMy heart dropped the moment I ended the call. His tone alone was enough to make my stomach twist. He had already told me he was watching me, that every move I made mattered, and now it felt like he had caught something I didn’t even know I had done.I hurried outside to where he waited by his car. He was leaning against the door, arms folded, brows drawn together in a permanent scowl that showed he meant business. The moment he saw me approaching, he pushed off the car and stood tall. “What did I tell you the last time I saw you?” he asked immediately, no greeting, no room for breath, just straight to the point, I swallowed and shook my head slowly.He scoffed, stepping closer. “Maybe you have forgotten. I told you I have my eyes on you. I won’t hesitate to report you to the Matriarch if there is even the smallest slip-up.”“I have been diligent with my work,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady despite the pressure in my chest. “You can ask him if you are doubting me.”

AsherI wouldn’t call the kiss with Loretta a mistake, it was more like an impulse, something my mind decided on before I could think, something my body agreed with instantly. I have never been the type to share casual kisses or get that close to anyone, but kissing her out of nowhere felt damn right.And the way she kissed me back, it wasn’t hesitant. It wasn’t confused, it was intense, like she had been holding it in for a long time and finally let it spill out. That feeling stayed with me. I barely slept through the night. Every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was her face, the way her lips felt on mine, the way her breath hitched when I pulled her closer.So when Jenkins came in the morning to tell me she would be late for work, my first thought was that she was avoiding me. Trying to avoid me because of what happened. Avoiding the fact that the kiss shook both of us more than we expected.I went to my study to work, but my mind kept drifting back to that kiss. It replay