Ash Vs Volkner Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Please. Just hear me out. I know about Voss. I know he’s dangerous. The children… they could be mine. We could be a family again. I’m close. I’ve found leads on your location. Let me see you. Let me see them.” Her hand shook. “Asher, stop. It’s not that simple.” “I won’t stop. I love you. I never stopped.” The call ended when Alvin walked into the room. He took the phone from her, expression thunderous. “He’s getting bolder,” Chloe whispered. Alvin pulled her close, but his body was rigid with tension. “The company threat is over. Kane is finished. But Asher… he’s becoming the new storm.” That night, as they lay in bed, the weight of growing external pressure settled over them. Victor Kane

“Hello again, Ashley.” Elena Voss.

“I meant no offense. It was just talk.” “Did you forget what I told you last night about not harming her?” Niro and Kostya share a wary look. “You swore you’d break every bone in our hands, Asher Volkov,” Kostya says. “I didn’t touch her. I didn’t!” Niro insists. “Kostya was the one who felt her up!” “Svoloch,” the other man growls. “It was an accident!” He appeals to me with wide eyes and a nervous smile. “Asher Volkov, I didn’t hurt her. I only did as you ordered.”

There was a murmur among the council members, their eyes narrowing as they processed Asher’s words. Asher continued, "However, I must take responsibility for one thing. When I was in Alaska trying to persuade my mate to return, I gave Detective Fred an Alpha command to arrest Veronica." His voice was steady, but he could feel Olivia's sharp intake of breath besides him. "I did this not because she was guilty of the crime, but because I needed Olivia to come with me. Veronica was not involved in Ronald’s death, and Fred knew it. But my command forced him to arrest her." The room fell into a heavy silence. The weight of Asher’s confession hung in the air like a dense fog.

Their rivalry was quiet, but mutual and deeply personal. It wasn’t about money or power, it never had been. There was just something about Fontaine that had always gotten under his skin. Too calm. Too calculated. And now, apparently, too close to Vera. “God,” Asher muttered under his breath. “What the hell is going on?” He stepped back from the fence like it had burned him. His throat was dry, his chest tight. That little girl had made him smile. Had told him not to be sad. And he.. he’d actually listened.

But the problem is, my mind and my mouth never seem to agree. "I know you're Valtor" I announce. Asher rolls his eyes "yeah-" I don't let him finish "I know about The Book of Sacrimboniamat, and you being a Necrif, and the Eron, and Eribiss." I say confidently. Asher's eyes widen, I can tell he's getting worried, satisfied I continue

His eyes were cold and shady as he looked at Asher. “What benefits did she give you for you to speak up for her so much? A brainless woman like that still wants to take charge of the Asian region? I didn’t let you sit in the position of Vice President of Cyndro International just to allow you to put your lover in a key position!” At those words, the office instantly fell silent. Asher’s face changed. No one knew about Asher’s relationship with Ava. Externally, they did not contact each other often, and he had a better relationship with the other candidate, Nash Jones.

The two of them pull at each other and probe into the deepest part of their respective opponents. There was a devilish look in Vallen's deepest retina, and Asher could faintly read it. 'You're wilder than I thought. Darling, I want to see how far you can resist the wild demon hidden inside you. I hope not to miss a second of it,' Asher thought.