Novels by Aish

Sebastian leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed tightly over his chest, watching Olivia as she tried to reach for a fallen book on the floor. Her pregnant belly, now prominent at six months, seemed to make even the simplest of tasks a formidable challenge. He could see the frustration etched on her face, a mix of determination and exasperation.“Olivia, please stop that,” he said firmly, pushing himself away from the door and stepping closer.She let out an annoyed huff, her fingers straining to grasp the book just out of reach. “Sebastian, it’s just a book. I can pick it up myself,” she insisted, her tone a blend of stubbornness and pride.Not willing to let her continue, he knelt down, his knee creaking slightly as he bent. He swiftly grabbed the book and set it on the table with a deliberate motion. “You’re not supposed to bend over like that, especially now,” he said, concern lacing his voice.Olivia looked at him, her brow furrowing slightly. Despite his protective instincts

Olivia sat cross-legged on the well-worn couch, the soft fabric of the cushions cradling her as she anxiously fidgeted with the edges of a small, white gift box that was delicately wrapped in a pale blue ribbon. The afternoon sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on her surroundings and illuminating her nervous fingers that kept tracing the ribbon’s neat bow. After hours of deliberation, she had finally settled on a way to share her exciting news with him. It was simple yet deeply meaningful—she wanted it to capture the essence of this new chapter in their lives. Inside the box lay a tiny onesie, perfectly soft to the touch, with the cheerful words “Daddy’s Little Sidekick” printed across the front in playful letters. The onesie was so small that it fit snugly in her hands, and even just the sight of it sent a wave of warmth and anticipation coursing through her. She closed her eyes for a moment, imagining their future baby adoringly dressed in it, giggling and reac

Sebastian’s arms were enveloped around Olivia as he slept soundly, his face nestled against the soft curve of her neck. There was a sense of safety in his embrace, an instinctual tightness that conveyed his fear of losing her, even in slumber. Olivia couldn’t help but smile at the sight of him, her fingers gently trailing along his strong jawline. A year ago, she would never have envisioned this—living a life filled with genuine happiness alongside a man who had once instilled fear in her heart. The obsessive, possessive Sebastian she had initially known had transformed, evolving into someone she now couldn’t imagine living without.As if sensing her unyielding gaze, Sebastian stirred, instinctively tightening his embrace. His lips brushed lazily against her shoulder, and through the thick veil of sleep, he murmured in his deep, husky voice, “Watching me again, little bird?”Olivia stifled a soft laugh, feeling warmth spread through her chest. “Maybe.”His dark, expressive eyes flutt

The morning sun poured through the sheer curtains, casting a warm, golden glow that danced softly across the walls of the cozy bedroom. Olivia, still wrapped in the delightfully smooth silky sheets, stretched lazily, her limbs comfortably entangled with Sebastian’s. It had been a month since they exchanged their feelings, yet each morning felt like a new, exquisite page in a never-ending dream—one she never wanted to awaken from.A strong, familiar arm tightened around her waist, pulling her irresistibly closer to the comforting warmth of her husband’s body. She could feel his breath, warm and gentle, brushing against the nape of her neck as he buried his face in her hair, inhaling the scent of their shared intimacy.“You’re awake,” he murmured softly against her skin, his voice still thick with the remnants of sleep.She smiled, her heart lightening at the sound of his voice, and turned to face him, their bodies mirroring the curve of the morning light. “So are you,” she replied pla

The air between them hung thick with unspoken words and raw emotions, charged with a tension that had been simmering beneath the surface for far too long. It was as if the very atmosphere crackled with the weight of what they had both avoided acknowledging until this pivotal moment.Olivia’s vision blurred, tears welling up as she gazed at him, truly seeing him for the first time. Every line of his face, every subtle shift of his expression, resonated with the depth of his feelings. She had always sensed the intensity of his obsession, the relentless devotion that seemed to bind him to her. Yet, standing before him now, everything crystallized into sharp focus; she understood something profound and undeniable.A small part of her had been in denial, fiercely resisting the emotional pull he had on her heart. But as she observed his chest rising and falling unevenly, the sweat glistening on his brow, and the way his hands clenched tightly at his sides—straining against the urge to bridg

The car rolls to a stop, and an enveloping silence descends around them, punctuated only by the gentle rustling of leaves in the soft breeze. The hum of the engine dies away, leaving a tranquil stillness in its wake. He exits the vehicle first, the cool air brushing against his skin, and strides purposefully to her side.With a practiced elegance, he opens the door, his hand extending toward her like an unspoken promise. “Come,” he invites, his tone laced with a calm authority.For a brief moment, she hesitates, the weight of uncertainty hanging in the air between them. But then, drawn by an inexplicable trust, she places her hand into his, feeling the warmth of his grip as he gently guides her out. The world around them is alive with the sweet whispers of nature, the faint floral scent wrapping around her like a delicate shawl. Yet, before she can fully take in the vibrant hues of the blooming landscape, he produces a silky blindfold from his pocket.“Trust me?” His voice is smooth,