Asher All American Novels & Stories

said Mila Hernandez, Asher's secretary, a middle-aged Mexican-American woman with olive-colored skin, soft brown eyes, and a warm smile. "Good morning Mrs. Hernandez, I had a rough morning, I am not to be disturbed until I say otherwise," Asher instructed and walked into his office. "Hey champ, didn't get any sleep?" Jackson Jax Brown teased. "Screw you, Jax," Asher flash one of his well-practiced soulless business smiles.

Chapter 37 After taking a shower, I lay down, but I'm not able to sleep. The one thought running rampart through my mind is what Ash told me. Donald works for the Russian mafia, and now Ash is going to kill him. He may already even be dead now. I change positions, trying to get comfortable as my mind continues to replay what Ash said to me. Donald is a paid personal of the Russian mafia. After recalling those words over and over again, I shift positions so many times I lose count.

**** DARIUS LARK’S POV The Almighty Asher Nightshade, the pictures on the billboards, magazines and internet don’t do justice to how intimidatingly confident he is… I thought to myself as I received his handshake… firm grip he has! “Good afternoon Mr. Asher” I say “You have built yourself a lovely company” I added looking around “Thank you Mr Lark” Asher says as he gestures for me to have a seat. “How was your flight” he asks “Splendid” I answered with a tiny smirk “Welcome to Raven’s Peak, what can I offer you? Champagne, Cuban cigar? What do you care for?” Asher ask “A glass of water would do. Ahem!” I answered clearing my throat

Call me if you are gamed. This surely wasn't made up, Sebastian might be capable of anything and everything, but not bluffing. If he said he had the CCTV footage, then he had it, and it was something I desperately needed, or Rylee would forcefully retrieve it, which was also bad news for me. This was a case of being between the devil and the deep blue sea. "Hey babe." Asher stepped out of the bathroom with only a pair of shorts on. His chest hair was clustered together in some areas, as he was still wet. He was a tall alluring glass of an enticing smoothie.

"I have her in my arms." "Great," Asher said coldly. "Then shoot her. Just shoot her, so we can kill you and get this over with. At least then we can leave this place. Just make a decision already." His voice shook with impatience. "I’m not good with this negotiation thing," he gritted out, I could sense it; he was on the edge of his anger and his patience. And I was terrified that the cost of that edge snapping… would be me.

I tried to get away from them, as i tried to get away from them my wig got messy and eventually it took off of me. the two guys in-front of me looked shocked, "Sab?! Fuck Ash tell me this is just a dream. the women i liked was in-front of me!" I slap him before i spoke,"No you're not dreaming dumbass" my wig huhu. "Sorry." said by Ash? because the other one is Ashton. It just so involute. "Look at what you've done with my wig! It's a mess! The fuck" I rugged at the both of them so it will not obvious for them that I'm flushed damn they was just so handsome.

I sighed in disappointment again and left her there, heading back to the shower to wash up and work myself into climaxing. Asher POV I was currently inside one of my science companies in only my boxer, trying to hack the controlling system of the new big company that's fast-rising, I wanna find out their source of increase in popularity and secrets. Don't mind what I wear though because I am always at my best whenever I feel free, and clothes are a form of restraint in my dictionary. My fingers were moving so fast whilst my muscles were flexing with it.

Hope The sound of people banging and clattering about has my eyes snapping open amd my heart rate jumping in alarm. For a second i dont know where i am or whats happening and then everything from the past week coming crashing into me like a stones being throw. Being aressted. the cells, the wolves, being a sevant in serves to those fucking monsters. I groan and sit up my head pounding from the sudden rush of information coming back to my brain. Maria rushes in worry and aggravation written all over her face" Girls get up , what are you doing !" hurry dress and meet me in the kitchen" We musint be late!" She off in a hurry yelling the same at the girls in the rooms next to ours . I look over

Hearing the door open, he raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Brewster. Brewster breathed hitched. He could feel Ace's terrible mood. Ace returned his gaze to his laptop, "Wash up." He ordered. Brewster nodded and slowly dragged his feet to the bathroom. His mind wandered as he opened the shower, letting the water pour over his body while he rubbed it. "I hope... he pays me this time." He silently wished.

A human, at least. I wring my palms, they felt sandy. I opened my palms, looking into them. They were covered in ash. My arms. My fucking body. “Oh no.” I tried rubbing it off, scrubbing them off with the back of my wrist. It was as though they were glued to my skin. I'm scrubbing them off more. More. I want to rip the top of my skin off. Tears welled from deep inside and coursed down my cheeks. Hot tears.