Novel & Cerita Ashley Mott

she whispered under her breath. There’s no one to blame for her own misfortune brought to herself by her own mistake. Back in the city, The whole mansion is silent, they are all on their own doing their things. Scott is playing a video game with headset on, Anthony is busy purchasing and hiring workers for their new dry cleaning company business. Its looks low but it can definitely claim to the top and they can end up as a fashion company. Asher on the other hand is on joy page, he had been trying to follow up on what had happen and what is happening currently about her.

She knew the pack members would never allow that. Caught between her deep-rooted loyalty to Ashier and her genuine concerns for the kingdom's future, Alisha found herself at a crossroads. She knew she had to find a way to convey her fears and reasoning to Ashier, hoping he would understand the potential consequences of his decision. The inner turmoil and sense of urgency gnawed at her, as she grappled with the weighty responsibility of protecting the kingdom and the man she had devoted her life to.

She couldn't believe it when I told her yesterday and since then she's been repeating the same and now it's honestly irritating the heck out of me. "Ok, that's enough now stop being dramatic about". I said trying to not sound nervous. Am nervous because I don't know if he's going to like the outfit I'll be choosing for our date tonight, and for God sake it's Alex we're talking about the world's most influential businessman. "Hey mom, stop being nervous okay?. it's going to alright and besides aunt Anna and I are here to help you out". She said looking at Anna. "Yep don't worry, we'll be your personal stylists." Anna said to the both them doing the dramatic hair flip.

He grumbled, pouting those pink lips of his and it took everything in me to not go ‘I’m here, bitch’ for shits and giggles. Mitch just chuckled smiled at him as if she can’t believe what’s up with Ashley. “Mr. Easton owns this company, Sir—he’s the CEO of Potent Club Brewery.” She said and Ashley’s face just went ‘Oh.’ “So the bastard wasn’t lying.” He mumbled and I laughed before walking towards them. “What seems to be the matter here, Ms. Mitch?” I asked in a stoic face—deep inside, I really wanna laugh at Ashley’s confusion. “Trent!” Ashley called, almost in joy and I pretend to not know him. I really am mean. But whatever, seeing how Ashley is gonna react should be worth more than money.

A few minutes later, his phone chimed, and Ashley’s basic information appeared on the screen: Name: Ashley Kingsley First Child of: Mr. and Mrs. Kingsley Sibling: Tristan Kingsley Age: 27 Gender: Female Occupation: General Manager at Brighton Groups Educational Status: B.A. in Business Administration Hobbies: Painting, jogging, podcasts Languages Spoken: English Fiancé: Jude Lane Notable Achievements: Led a campaign that increased her company’s online presence by 70% in under six months. He read through the information with an unreadable expression and then closed the tab. He looked out the window as the gate automatically opened, the car driving straight into Evermoore Estate.

Margot stopped and looked at the person getting out of the car. It was Ashley. She ran up to greet her, "Ashley, what are you doing here?" Ashley looked glamorous and elegant, with the demeanor of a noblewoman. She said, "Today is the weekend, I came to see how Curt is doing. He should be home, right?" The company seems to have improved lately, and Martin has also woken up. It must have been hard for her to think about her son working hard to keep the company going while he was sick.

we both smiled. (Knock knock knock!!!) We heard the door creaked after the knock... "What're you doing here?" Ashley asked looking furious. "Heyyyy relax, I came to say hi to the new friend you brought home. I saw you arrived with her on your bike. She's pretty I must say. What's your name beautiful?" The ugly figure asked me. "Who's this Ash?" I asked with an expression of disgust very visible on my face. "A lousy neighbour. This is Matt the drunk. He's a divorcee that loves pretty young girls. Says every pretty girl looks like his young wife. It's an ailment I guess " Ash said. "Ohh it better be. I thought as much" "go home now to your bottles" Ash said pushing him out and locking the door

Then she turned the screen towards me. “What will you wish to say about this, Alpha Vincenzo Anderson?” One glance at her cell phone and my heart dropped, pouring a bucket of cold water over my protective Alpha mode. Maddox’s ID glowed on the screen, making me realize that I had a bigger problem than pack’s issues. A victorious grin stretched her lips as she rolled her eyes and opened the chat box, reading out a message loudly. “Hi, Ashley! I am a simple school teacher. My mate has just rejected me because I am a dork.”

I try to calm him down in front of the reporter and photography staff. At that exact moment, Ashley walks in with the photographer, deep in conversation. The photographer isn't human like the production assistants. She's a werewolf. Her long blonde hair is in a high ponytail and light brown eyes are warm and inviting. She's wearing a thin white cropped t-shirt with a neon yellow bra underneath. There’s a Japanese style dragon tattoo the length of her ribs and her ripped jeans show off her toned legs with tattoos peeking out from the torn bits. “Whoa.” Milo whispers and puts his hand on my shoulder, moving himself behind me..

Ashley shouted with a smile. "But Mr Handsome you know what, if you didn't help me at the entrance, i might have been raped by not only one guy, i don't even know how many they are." Ashley burst into laughter. " What is your name and how old are you." David also asked her with giggle. " I'm Ashley David Westwood. I am 27 years of age.. And I am also Mr CEO's Triplets Mom. " Ashley replied through her laughter. " Fuck..." David cussed and raised his hand to punch the wall like he did back then.