Ashley Gabriel Novels & Stories

Ashley tilted her head with a knowing smile never leaving her lips. Sabrina's eyes narrowed, suspicion growing in her. "Does Gabriel know this?" she queried. Ashley's smile faltered but she quickly flashed it back, "Yeah. . . Mom told him before they drove me here" "That's a lie. Mom never told me anything," Gabriel hissed. "I'll alert your bodyguards. Be cautious with her" She pressed her lips right and didn't respond for the woman will know she had a device that connected to Gabriel. And if she's there to harm her, it will not be good for her.

"Gabriella Presley, never do that again. Disobedience doesn't pay." One of the bowls was opened before her and that was when she noticed some maids were standing by the table. Two of which she was sure she hadn't met before and Gwen. "Thank Goodness. I'm already so hungry!" Ashlyn whined and quickly started dishing into her plate. Gabby watched at both Leone and Ashlyn started eating. "Don't you guys pray or something?" Ashlyn and Leone looked at themselves before laughing so hard it puzzled Gabby. "Start eating. We talk to who we can see. Your god is non-existent." Ashlyn mocked.

She let out a shrilled scream which startled Mel outside the door. Mel banged the door once more in fear for her, she was scared that she might hurt herself, after much avail, Livey finally opened the door and she quickly hugged her wishing to take away her pain. *** At Ash chambers, Gabrielle wore a black lingerie exposing her body as she waited for Ash who was taking a shower, “What are you doing here” he asked angrily as he saw her, “I am here to please you, I know that today might have been stressful for you so I came to warm your bed” she flaunted her body sexily, no man had ever resisted her and she also believed she had such good charms even over her mate who would feel the mate bond.

Pamela introduced. Thomas straightened and extended his hand to Ashley. “Ashley Knox, the famous designer?” Ashley's distrust flickered through her eyes. “And you are?” She cocked a questioning brow, entirely ignoring his outstretched hand. “Thomas. Thomas Bradley. I'm a big fan of your work. Your latest designs were impeccable.” “Thank you.” Ashley said guardedly. She turned to Pamela. “Can we leave now? Her tone was more polite, but it didn't lose the hardness to it.

:D - Ashe Alberts