Throttled Lauren Asher Novels & Stories

"Caleb processed the buy-back option attached to your father’s bankruptcy filings. You hold zero shares in this company." "You used me!" Lauren shrieked, taking a furious step forward, her manicured nails digging into her leather case. She finally snapped her head toward me, her eyes burning with pure, unadulterated venom. "You replaced me with her? A low-level accountant? She’s an outsider! She’s playing all three of you, and you’re too blind to see it!" "Watch your mouth, Lauren," Asher growled from the bar, his low, gravelly voice sending an immediate, dangerous vibration through the room as he set his glass down with a heavy thud. "Or I'll have security escort you out by your hair."

As soon as she finished speaking, she didn't even bother to take a last look at the expression on Winona's face and just got into her car. On the other hand, before Lauren left, she also regarded Winona with a meaningful look. With a mocking smile, she said sarcastically, "It's not an easy task to help you debut alongside the others. Heath, you need to teach her the ropes. Otherwise, she might embarrass the whole group after their debut." It went without saying whom she was talking about. Lauren was a producer working for one of the entertainment agencies under Lark Group. Someone had told her that Chelsea and Liesel were very close friends, which was why Lauren had intentionally pulled some

Asher said, causing Thorne to nod. “Now let’s move” Asher said as he swiped his card over the card reader and the door opened up allowing then to go through, two mske voices were coming from a distance causing Asher and Thorne to stop in their tracks, “hold on” Asher whispered to Thorne, as they waited for the men to come closer. When they were a foot from them, Thorne took one out with the stun gun and when the other one was about to turn and attack Asher put him in a choke hold, knocking him unconscious.

He said, and I blushed, and I became more thrilled. I texted Ashton, and I know he can't read my messages yet since the game is not yet finished, and I can see their coach is still talking with him. At the same time, the hot cheerleaders are busy dancing, jumping, tumbling, and chanting on the fields, and I can see Lauren did a perfect stunt that made the crowd crazy, and I couldn't deny, Lauren is an excellent performer.

Badly. But Ashval wasn’t having it. He let her crash into me… then wrapped our arms around her in a tight grip. I gasped. He wasn’t squeezing her. Just holding her in place. Still. Calm. Dominant. It was the softest move I’d ever seen. No punches. No kicks. No violence. But Lazhara shrieked like she’d been burned. “You don’t deserve Thorne,” Ashval whispered through my lips, so low only she could hear it. “And you never will.”

"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

Trent's face paled, and he stammered, "Yeah, Miss Thelia. I put the entire content of the vial in Asher's drink, just as you told me to." Thelia's lips curled into a snarl, and she released him with a huff of frustration. She turned on her heel, her mind racing. Where could Asher be? The aphrodisiac should have taken effect by now. The mere thought of him being with someone else made her blood boil with jealousy and rage.

The person who had attacked Ashton a moment ago shifted back to his human form and shouted at Ashton. When Leonard saw who he was, he was not surprised. "You have gone against our values and attacked our alpha, the crime that you have committed requires you to face execution at the first light, right in front of the whole pack," Kevin shouted at the top of his lungs. Although he was talking, he seemed to be sending out signals. The wounds on Kelly had already healed and his subordinates had already brought him clothes. Ashton was still healing because his super healing abilities came from his wolf who was still under the effect of the wolfbane.

"And when we are out, Cassius, try to remember a simple 'thank you.' It goes a long way." He leaned back, the movement surprisingly fluid despite the chains, a genuine laugh escaping him—a sound rich and resonant, chasing some of the shadows from the oppressive chamber. "Always the last word, Thalia?" A smirk played on my own lips. "A recent, and rather satisfying, development." Our laughter mingled, a fragile but defiant sound against the ancient silence.

"Excuse me. I need to use the restroom." Kieran gestured. "Someone, help Mr. Jamison to the restroom." "Thank you, Mr. Austin." Once Carter left, Kieran said, "Ah, so Ms. Thayer is the goddaughter you mentioned?" Dexter nodded, then stood. "I'll use the restroom too." Lauren's heart nearly stopped. Elena tilted her head curiously. "Are you cold?" "No, I just feel a little sick…" Lauren could barely maintain her composure. She was terrified that Carter would discover her past.