Lauren Asher Dirty Air Series 소설 & 이야기

And you'd always find me standing for you whenever you'd fall or turn back. I love you Aira. Maybe Hiraeth was in our destiny. Yours and only yours. With love, Asher. The End, To Asher and Aira, A Beginning to Virat and Aira.

"What's going on man? Is everything okay?' I type into my phone in frustration. I wait a few minutes but the text remains unread. Like the rest. Asher is one of Vaughan's guys who has always been in charge of watching Lauren and monitoring her movements as per ordered by Vaughan himself. She is in one of his safe houses here in New York and isn't allowed to step a foot outside till I'm done with this assignment. Somehow Asher and I became friends, so he always gives me updates about Lauren. We agreed to talk this morning but his number hasn't been reachable and he isn't replying to any of my texts. I'm so worried and the thought of not knowing what's going on is killing me. I tighten my fist

He then looked up, “you look really beautiful, Leia, can’t wait to see how big your belly will get.” I turned around to put the shower on and I heard Asher growl. “Who did that?!” “So I’ll tell you the rest while we fucking shower, I guess?” Asher took his shorts and shirt off and he was so fucking dirty. “You get in first, fuck, how long didn’t you shower for?” Asher shrugged and walked into the shower, the water turning brown. “Since we tried to rescue you.” “So a fucking week of dried up blood and who knows what fucking else? You’re fucking disgusting, but I really love your hair like this though. Even the beard suits you. You should keep it.”

And, there I find the answers to my questions. Winona Laurier, Asher's mother is a schizophrenic patient. She is in a care home in Vaguel-corser for 13 years. Anthony Carter died 3 years ago from lung cancer. His second wife was Asher's guardian for a year after his death. But after some disputes involving court verdicts, Anthony Carter's cousin, Mason Barlowe took up Asher's guardianship. I couldn't help but leave a sigh after reading the tragic description of Asher's family. Anyway, I quickly close the page and log out from the server as I knew Aaron could come at any instant.

"Hun?!" He giggled. "You should leave now. Remember, you have a few days and hours left." Layla looked at him and walked out. THE SITE Layla tried to wipe Asher’s words out of her head, but she couldn’t. She strained her head to understand what he meant, but she couldn't until she drove to the site entrance. She took a deep breath and quickly shook her head. She wore her normal look and drove into the site. As she got down from the car, she opened her mouth in awe and looked around densely, seeing the laborers sitting down in groups, chit-chatting and laughing instead of working, and they were so carried away that they didn’t even notice her arrival.

The hatch shifts slightly. Locked, but old. Rust weakens everything over time. Rowan uses the last of his strength and slams into it once—hard. The hatch gives. It bursts open with a metallic shriek. Rowan freezes. Sound. Too much sound. Too loud. But it’s done. The hatch is open. Cold air rushes in from above, carrying street scent—oil, smoke, wet pavement. Rowan climbs out. I follow. We emerge into a narrow alley behind a row of boarded buildings, the city’s glow distant but present, streetlights bleeding pale light into the darkness.

She nodded and disappeared upstairs. I cleaned the kitchen fast, loaded the dishwasher, and wiped the counters. Anything to keep my hands busy so I wouldn’t think about what waited at that house. About my father’s face when he saw us walk in together. About Ethan’s fist. About Sophia’s parents watching their merger crumble. Lila came down twenty minutes later in her yesterday’s wear. Her hair was wet, her face looked scrubbed. She looked small and determined and terrified all at once. I grabbed my keys. “Ready?”

It was needed to snap herself out of her sinful thoughts. She took a cold shower, her body calmed down but her mind was still there. He shouldn't have touched her. He knew what he was doing. She looked out, and it was raining heavily. She wanted to go out to let her chaos flow with the pour. She walked out and Layla froze when she saw her in the hallway. "Queen__" "Don't worry, Layla... I don't intend to run in this heavy rain with 4 kg iron around each ankle... I just need to clear my fucked up mind."

Lila's POV I stand in my dark room, the scents of herbs and candles thick in the air. Finn kneels before me,. I was naked skin smooth, pale, curved inviting. My breasts are firm, nipples already hard from the anticipation. Tonight I dominate him with it. My lover is strong, eager, yet now mine to command. I raise my hands and my fingers trace symbols in the air. The spell's words leave my lips in a low chant. Energy gathers in my core,

"That one isn't quite. But there're two other rooms upstairs. One is nominally Beth's, but it's empty. Mostly for show and to let her honestly tell her parents she has a room upstairs. She's not quite ready to completely level with her parents. The other room was Ashley's but the little ones have moved in together, and that room has slowly been emptying over the last few weeks. With Karen moving out, it's fair to say that Ashley no longer needs it." Ron just shook his head. "Way too complicated for me. But it looks like you do have the space." "Complicated seems to by my middle name lately." He was quiet for a bit then started in on a new subject. "The other night, over here, it was absolute