The Words Ashley Jade Novels & Stories

"As for what happens today at the Jade store people will have eyes on us, so we have to be very careful and one more thing,you should change your disguise Everytime you go to the Jade store " Zachary said turning to both angel and Asha. "Alright we've got to try that out then" Angel said. "Yeah, Aren't you guys going to invest on me?" Asha said jokingly winking at them. "Of course am investing on you,you are my genie now Hahahaha" Angel said as she laughed out making Zachary looked at her helplessly **************** adepejuashabi3@g***l.com +234_9167223860 Don't forget to like and follow love y'all ❤️❤️🥰

the handshake lingered even when it shouldn't. For a moment, I thought that she didn't want to let go of my hand. I nudged her to the executive chair opposite to me and then she lowered herself onto it. Lyra took the other one. “So what brings you here, Ms Ashworth,” I asked when we were all settled. “It's Jade from me to you. We're going to be working together soon and I'd feel more comfortable speaking with you on a first name basis, Rowan,” she replied softly.

I asked with a smirk, and that was the only answer she needed. Yes. I was also behind the brothel clip. Evil, right? Well, I learnt from them. It turned out that Jade wasn't just fooling around with Asher Green and his friends. She was also into brothels, hiring several men to entertain her while she slapped them with cash.

It would arrive when she had the words. In the meantime she expressed herself in the available vocabulary. She had seventeen words. She was aware, from the focused quality of attention she received when she used new ones, that this was considered significant. She used them carefully. She had decided early that words were not for filling space — they were for communication that required precision. Lyra talked constantly. Esme watched what Lyra said and what it produced, and she made her selections accordingly. Her current seven most used words, in order of frequency: *Mama, Dada, Yiya* (her word for Lyra, which she had developed independently of the actual name), *no, more, block, please.*

Again and again, since when did Ashton also like man-made stuff? "Your wife is coming." Ashton turned to the entrance, Aphrodite came with Rhince and Ashley. Ashley took Aphrodite's hand, and they looked closer than ever. This time, Ashley is wearing the petunia dress she talked to me about. Turns out she started to open her heart to Gael, while I'm here... I don't know what I did was right for Aphrodite?

Standing near the base of the sweeping marble staircase was Asher. He was holding a stack of troop dispatches, dressed in his dark commander's tunic. The moment his golden eyes caught sight of us, his entire frame went rigid. His gaze swept over Jade’s flushed, smiling face, the plum-colored dress hugging her curves, and finally locked onto the small, ribbon-tied pastry box tucked in my hand. The foyer fell into a dead, suffocating silence. "Asher," I said casually, breaking the tension as Jade offered a polite, cautious nod before quietly excusing herself to take the pastries up to her room.

Jade appeared beside her, already reading her face before Asha had a chance to arrange it into something convincing. Five years at Ember had given Jade a specific kind of radar for when something was actually wrong versus when someone just needed five minutes alone and a glass of water. She had purple streaks running through her black hair and a phoenix tattoo on her shoulder that she claimed represented rising from the ashes of bad decisions. Asha had always liked her for the way she moved through this place without apology and without performance, like she'd long since made her peace with it and stopped waiting for anyone else's permission to do so.

As usual Ashley had a brown leather jacket tied around her waist. Her blonde hair was held into a pretty complex but messy ponytail held back by a huge brown hair pin that had lots of glitter on it. Her brown boots came to a halt beside Jamie. "Hey," she smiled again. "Hey, um...sorry I didn't catch your name the last time we met," he laughed sheepishly as he scratched his hair slightly. Ashley closed her eyes and smiled, "That's alright." Her team mates also walked up to Jamie. "I'm Ashley," Ashley introduced while Jamie nodded. "That's Ethan," she pointed at Ethan who was already bent over Jamie's drink, trying to slurp some of it.

There was a playful smile on his lips as he tucked away his phone. “You're always ready to snap at me. I have a feeling that not a lot of good-looking men approach you..” Asher casually murmured, he ran his thumb over his brows. “Aren't you supposed to be scouting for men for your boss? I heard she's in need of one for a blind date, I never knew she was that desperate—” Jade brought her index finger to his face, forcing the rest of his words to run down his throat. “Hey!” She warned. “No she's not desperate, you are the desperate one who is trying to get a little information about her from me so that you can have a peaceful night. Does she pop up in your head whenever you try to close your e

I hardly cussed, but it always happened whenever I lost my cool. "Stop trying to stop me or else…" "Else what, whore?" Jade gibed, shoving me slightly. "As if Alan isn't enough for you, you jumped to the prince. Do you think he can make you a princess?" "You'll always remain the frog you are." She added, giggling. I didn't understand why they were referring to Asher as a prince. Perhaps, they forgot to add a jerk to it because that was who he was, and how I saw him too.