Ashe Fiance Novels & Stories

“I told you, didn’t I, omega? No affairs…” I said, holding her gaze as my breath remained stagnant in my lungs. Xanthea’s eyes widened. “What? No!” she stammered, tensing. “He’s not affair—” “She’s telling the truth, Raven,” Asher stepped toward us and stood beside me. “Azum is not her affair. He is her fiance.” “Are you fucking out of your mind?” I scowled at him. “She is my — our wife.”

“You're all grown up.” “It's pretty obvious.” I smiled. I heard a rumble of irritation from behind me and turned to Asher. “Oh, Aunty, this is my fiance, Asher.” “Asher, the man who stole my boy's heart.” she smiled. “More like he stole mine.” He drew me to his side, pushing her hands off me. “That's wonderful. I'm quite stunned that Caden ended up with you.” She chuckled. Wait. What the heck does she mean by that?

While I was still trying to process it, Ashley stepped forward, and stopped right in front of us. She threw me a frosty glare before shifting her eyes to the man by my side. “Winston,” she said quietly, her voice laced with disdain. “Who's this… thing beside you? And what exactly are you doing with her?” The man glanced down at me, then tightened his hold around my waist protectively. “She's my fianceé.” He replied. “Do you have a problem with that?” Ashley scoffed. “Fianceé? Wow, you must have been really desperate to stoop so low… for someone as pathetic as this?”

All too quickly, my hands left his hair and traveled down the hard expanse of his chest, marveling at the feel of his wet muscles. “And how is our good friend Zeke doing?” I asked, lifting an eyebrow when Asher sighed. “He’s ‘searching for his soulmate while having a few drinks to take the edge off.’” Asher quoted, giving me a look so dry that I couldn’t help but laugh. “So, he’s getting drunk and flirting with a bunch of she-wolves.” I smirked. “Naturally.” He grunted.

"Maybe just maybe this whole plan might work. I mean it sounds just like something that would happen in a fucking tv series, only I don't know if the date might end with a kiss or a fucking punch to my face, but I'm hoping it's a kiss." Her friends hugged her, no matter how crazy the plan sounded they were in with her. Ashley was so happy about the date, even more thrilled than when they'd ask her. Reason being, she has been dealing with her feelings for them over the past months, not sure which was the right man for her. Aiden was handsome sure, caring, he even helped when she was sick, he always has a way of making her laugh, and his kisses, good god he's kisses always felt like he was try

At this point, it's the only option. Asher exhales in relief, withdrawing his hand from my neck. I lean forward on the tips of my toes to kiss his cheek. It's a simple gesture of trust. It's my way of showing him that he does have a chance. Hopefully at the end of this all, I'll have a chance too. *** It wasn't easy seeing Aspen's face when he first saw Asher. Nor way it easy finding out that Coen and Dawn work for Sinful. That this entire time, they could keep us here, giving Asher time to get to us.

Heck, I didn’t even have a girlfriend since high school. “You are being silly. You know I didn’t have any girlfriend before I met you and my last girlfriend was during high school. I don’t do this for everyone or anyone I know, Ash.” I sighed. “Look, I like spending money on you and I want you to feel special. I want to give you the world because that’s how much you mean to me and I’m serious. I’m trying my best to take it slow with you because I know you aren’t comfortable with my lifestyle and stuff. I can take it even more slowly if you want. I just don’t want you to feel any different. I am sorry if it is too much.” I said in a serious tone and went upstairs, feeling a bit mad at her out

After the wedding, Marco and I were driving home when suddenly someone ran out into the road and blocked our car. Matthew’s eyes were red from anger. He still could not accept that I had really married someone else. “Wrenna, how could you marry him? “The person you love is me! Why would you marry another man?!” I kindly reminded him, “That’s all in the past now. The person I love now is my husband.” Matthew acted like he had lost his mind. “No way! This can’t be real! “Wrenna, please tell me this is all fake. Tell me you’re just pretending to get back at me!

DAMON My best man, Jacobs — a friend from back in the day — stood by my side in the beautiful vineyard at the back of the mansion. Countless friends of my Dads and the Fergusons were seated in front of me, all of them whispering among themselves. Their invitations had simply stated that they were jointly invited by the Kingstons and the Fergusons. A union between a Kingston and a Ferguson. Naturally, most people assumed Marcus would be the groom, and that assumption was never corrected.

"Fine. If you're sure this is what you want, then I'll see you in a couple hours to help process the papers. I'll make sure everything's taken care of." Curious, Mia leaned closer to the screen. "Who's walking you down the aisle?" Ashley paused for a moment before replying. "Uncle Thomas. He's the closest thing I have to a dad. He's always been there for me." Erick's expression softened. "My father's going to be so happy. He loves you so much." Mia grinned. "He loves you so much that he actually wishes you were his daughter in law." Ashley laughed, and for a moment, the room relaxed. "Oh please, Mia. Don't even."