Novel & Cerita 5sos Ashton

I used to go Ashton's home for breakfast and we both used to leave for office at the same time. Today is Friday night and it's a half day which means a hell day. What a wonderful life.. I get to see my sister and my crush being all over each other full day without a break. That's why I called Ashton to accompany me. You know what ASHTON is an angel who came to rescue me from watching the free romantic show my lovely sister and my crush will put on without a ticket. I hope they are not that bold to show us porn one. Ewww.....

Ashton was about to say something but all of sudden his phone started ringing. He picked up the call and said "Yes, Ashton Paulsen speaking. " "WHAT? BUT HOW?" Ashton yelled. "Ashton stop yelling we are in a hospital " i said. He gave me apologetic look and walked near the window to talk. After few minutes he came back and i couldn't stop myself from asking him what he yelled like that? "Actually Scarlett committed suicide." He replied "What? How?" Kate asked. "The police was taking her to the police station for further interrogation when she committed suicide. " he replied.

Whether you’re the manager or the doorman next year depends on whether you actually fix it. ‘Yes, of course! I’ll send it within the hour!’ The call ended. Yvaine snapped her fingers. ‘I knew it! No wonder they acted like they owned the place.’ We didn’t have time to keep complaining. Ashton had already pulled into a gravel lot surrounded by pine trees and faded wooden signs. He killed the engine. ‘We’re here.’ I pushed the door open and swung my backpack over one shoulder. We’d barely stepped onto the trailhead when I spotted Cassian following us behind like an unshakeable tail.

His hands slide from my waist to wrap around me, chin resting on my shoulder. “Geez, what’d I do to you?” Matt asks, clearly picking up on my tone. “Sorry. Just... interrupted something. What’s going on?” “Is Ashton there? He didn’t answer.” “He was in the bathroom. He’s here now. Wanna talk to him?” “Put me on speaker,” Matt demands. I roll my eyes. “His Highness demands we all bask in his glorious voice.” Ashton chuckles. I flip the phone to speaker.

“There is a service exit.” “You know this place way too well.” “I told you I’ve been here before.” “You conveniently left out the part where everybody dies.” “Nobody is dying, stop exaggerating, it was just a minor casualty.” A loud crash echoed behind us. Ashton sighed. “Okay, statistically it isn't really a minor thing.” “What the hell!” He laughed once despite the situation, though it ended with another sharp breath when movement pulled at his shoulder again. I slowed slightly beside him. “You seriously need medical attention, let's just turn back.”

Why would she want to capture both of them? “Yes, but we will follow Don at the moment.” “Yes, boss!” Ashton struggled the entire way, but the bindings didn’t give way even an inch. The car sped inside Gambino’s mansion and parked straight into the underground parking space. This was the first time Ashton saw the eerily inhospitable place. It looked more like a dungeon or a torture chamber than a parking lot. The car door opened, and they carried him towards a closed door. Ashton panicked, refusing to be thrown into some dungeon for life. He groaned hoarsely, but they had no mercy on him.

For the next ten minutes, Roger gets the worst and first beating of his whole life and when Ashton is done with him, his eyes is literally black and blue, a busted lip, a broken nose and a fractured hand and his screams reverberates throughout the now pin silent hall. Ashton pockets his bat and smiles contentedly with himself. "Next time you're looking for a victim, pick someone your own size." Without giving out why he beat him up and telling him to be careful, Ashton exits the club, gets into his car and leaves, heading back to the hospital, grabbing some food on the way for everyone so he'll have an alibi for where he went to. As soon as he gets back to the hospital, he opens the door and

Chapter 8 Chapter Eight Five years later, the Astor Grand Hotel buzzed with energy as business elites mingled in the ballroom. Nikolai Ashford adjusted his tie, surveying the crowd with practiced indifference, networking events like thus6 had become routine to him, it was just another opportunity to display the Ashford empire's continued dominance in the industry. "Stop fidgeting," Cassandra murmured, sliding her hand into the crook of his arm. "You look perfect." She told herself.

After Rosabella had taken Olive home, Chelsea went looking for Ashton. Since he lost his phone, it was hard to contact him and no one knew where he was. She searched for over three hours before finally finding him at the little enclave they had discovered when they were eleven. Ashton had decorated the place with flowers and candles, he looked despondent and helpless. On hearing footsteps, he looked up a smile forming on his face. The smile, however, had yet to mature when it fell. He looked behind Chelsea, waiting for Olive to walk in and when she didn't after a few seconds, he got up.

Chapter 107 The ride is fraught with tense silence and not even Ash's hand in mind does anything to alleviate the tightness in my chest and the dryness in my mouth. I'm freaking the fuck out. He keeps rubbing circles on my open palm with his thumb trying to soothe me but it's pointless. Getting to the meeting place doesn't take long because there's not much traffic. I look up at the large white building as Ash drives into the driveway and my eyes immediately home onto the bold signboard displayed on the front of the building in red capital letters that reads - THE CAMORRA.