The Fine Print Lauren Asher Novels & Stories

one of them shouted, coming closer to where I was. "Hahaha, I have many routes to escape from. You should worry about yourself. Luciana is not doing anything and she is not going to do anything. Give up and spill the truth. "We do not know what truth you are talking about. You are just trying to blackmail us." "Blackmail you? Did I not tell you the last time that I knew everything? Why do I even know? That is because I am Ashley, the luna you all conspired to kill." There was a pale look of fear and distress on their faces.

ROMAN'S POV “Have you seen this?” I asked, dropping my tablet on the desk so the screen faced up between us like an accusation and a trophy at once. Lauren reached for it. She sat opposite me with the composed, deliberate air she’d cultivated; when she flicked through the headlines a small, satisfied smile curved her lips. The expression was quiet, almost private like someone who’d just watched a plan click into place and had the luxury of enjoying the first small victory before the clean-up began.

Olivia said, feeling a mix of concern and hope for her friend. *** Luna Camilla paced back and forth in her office, the rhythmic click of her heels echoing against the cold, sleek walls. Her brow furrowed in agitation, hands clenching at her sides as she replayed Marcus’s report in her mind. "A woman. Asher was seen with a woman," she muttered under her breath, her sharp eyes flicking towards Marcus, who stood by the door, looking unusually tense. "And what else? Do we know anything about her?"

Layla walked to the chair on the other side and sat down. President Mason took out his phone and opened the gallery app. He tapped on a guy's picture and showed it to her. “Do you know this guy?” She scoffed and responded, “Lucas Asher, the star of America. The CEO of Perficient Investment, and the youngest billionaire that ever existed. Who won't know him?” “Zuri told me you came back to the States not too long ago. How did you know him?” He wondered. “Yes, I just returned, but no daily international news comes out without one of Asher's newly unlocked achievements standing in the headline. His achievement always owns the second and third page of international news.” Layla poured out, smili

Thinking that he had mistaken his heartbeat for a sound, he continued down. But this time, it was a shadow behind him that caught his attention. He stopped and turned around, expecting to see Lambert or one of his witches, but it was neither of them. Asher stood there, her red hair flowing wildly around her shoulders in long tangly curls, her lips curled in a seductive smile. She was dressed in a very thin silky material, something that could pass as a nightgown, except this one was particularly too short, even shorter than the one Laurel had worn, revealing all the wrong things in the wrong places.

They sit up on their hill, never to come down or be seen. A small dose of silver glitter shimmers along the paper, which is the colour of rich violet. Curling letters in italic form twist tantalisingly across, inviting you to something out of reach. This probably is more expensive than what I make in a month. I examine the page: Alpha Asher's Wondrous and Amazing Annual Party! Curious to know what goes on behind the closed doors of the Alpha's home? Your time is come for a glimpse into the most fashionable, auspicious party of the year. There is none other than Alpha Asher's!

She confided. "Well you can never tell as they say beauty is in the eye of the beholder. You may have been too hard on yourself. This are my sister's earliest works." Sarah explained. "Your sister? Cole's mother?" She asked. "Oh no...! You wouldn't see Ashley holds a paint brush even for simple fence painting she hates the smell of paints as she is allergic to it. I mean my sister Libby. She is now abroad managing the head office of the Parker N Asher Productions. We made the movies she is the one responsible for the promotions outside the country."

She had more to say, but a noise from the door cut her off. They turned to find Liana peeking her head out from behind the door. She showed up in a white dress, lugging two big grocery bags. She had porcelain skin and subtle, elegant makeup. It was obvious she was thriving. A month ago, Gwyneth had gone through Asher's chat history with Liana. Only then did she realize that he'd been secretly sending Liana 50 thousand dollars each month after he became successful. Every time, Asher would say, "Here. This is what I owe you. I can't let you be with me without getting something in return. It's a shame she came into my life earlier. Luck was on her side."

The ladies gave no other reaction than an unrelenting stare. “Joanne… this is Anna shaw, the founder of this club and the youngest, Asher Black, CEO of Lyon shares” Anna, the ginger haired lady, gave a cocky smile as she tucked that voluminous hair behind her ear, loving how well Aneesa introduced her. You can already tell her ego would be greater than mountains. And who the hell is Asher black and what is Lyon shares. I nodded with a smile . My face was sure hurting from all fake smiles. And the fact that she’s the one Hardy instructed me to get close to. I don’t like her already .

Zara Howard I meekly knocked on the mahogany door and heard Asher's faint voice asking me to come in. I walked in to see Asher, working on his laptop. He was still in his formals. His hair was messy, probably from running his fingers through them too much. He rubbed his forehead as he remained focused on the screen. Oh my my! Focused, busy at work Asher Lancaster is most certainly a delight to the eyes. My eyes travelled further south to find the first few buttons of his dark grey shirt unbuttoned.