Ashley's POV: I have never been an aggressive person, nor could I have ever imagined myself shouting at someone, or refusing anyone after they have asked me for something, so many times.I mean, I could have given them my own kidney without a single question, or even before letting them ask for it… but this is not about giving away something that solely belongs to me.This company, everything related to it belongs to my parents, and their wish to keep this company running on their practices and principles. Then how can I just keep quiet and let it be ruined in front of my eyes, at the hands of someone whom I know is good for nothing? I decide to try one last time, thinking that they are just supporting Liam because they think he is capable. They are not familiar with his reality, and if only I can make them believe in my credibility, they might trust me too and understand me… probably then, the beliefs held by my grandma will change.Clearing my throat and swallowing the lump that h
Ethan's POV: Everything had just started to fall in place slowly, and somehow, this is exactly when she appeared in my life. I'm not afraid to accept that her presence is slowly turning me into a monster that I have never been, but who has asked her to walk in front of me with the face I used to love the most… or I still do? But she isn't the same person whom I may be able to forgive for what she has done, just because I can't see her in pain. On the other hand, she is my perfect revenge plan… by hurting her, I am able to satisfy the fire burning in my heart and guts since the betrayal. But all of this isn't even the worst of it. The worst fact is, I am not feeling the slightest bit guilty after treating her like a garbage bag whose only purpose is for me to dump my trauma revenge on her. In fact, every time I see the lines of pain appearing on her face because of me, it somehow indulges me in some kind of weird satisfaction… I start to crave more of it. This is why, it is
Ashley's POV:“Ashley! Are you okay? Tell me, what happened? She didn't hurt you anywhere else, did she?” I can now identify the voice that is knocking against my eardrums, trying to make sure if I was okay or not… and I can now finally identify the face and the person who is now standing in front of me as my shield, protecting me from everyone and everything… Ethan. Ethan Johnson.But the next moment, it clicks that something is off. How is he here in the first place? I haven't even mentioned anything regarding my parents' memorial in his presence; then telling him anything specifically or inviting him here is a totally different matter. “Mr. Johnson! What a lovely surprise, I never expected that you would really come here.”I hear Liam's voice echo from somewhere behind me, before I can reply to him or say anything at all. I am still lost, everything still seems hazy, and my mind is lagging while trying to decipher what just happened to me.Somehow I'm stuck in a limbo, unable to
Ashley's POV: I don't remember anything about how I walked out of the venue, I don't know if there was any expression printed on the faces of my family members… I don't know if they objected to our departure, or not. All I know is, I have almost been led by Ethan towards his car; and when I still struggle to climb into the high seat of Ethan's SUV, even after three attempts, he simply lifts me in his arms and makes me sit on the passenger seat. He fastens the seatbelt himself, and before I know it, he is sitting behind the wheel and has ignited the engine with a rumble. But all I can feel is the rumbling in my guts, that is making me bawl my eyes out with the thought that after the death of my parents, everyone has suddenly turned their back on me… Everyone who used to show their loving and caring nature for the last twenty one years, has turned out to be a monster in disguise, waiting for me to be left alone. My tears don't take a break throughout the time that Ethan is dri
Ashley's POV:“I… Wh- what?”I stammer in spite of myself, perhaps I was too lost in my thoughts to hear him properly.“You heard me: come forward, unbutton your top and turn around. So hurry, don't waste my time any further.”His words are completely stiff, stern and emotionless, making me question myself again, in the moments when I was thinking that he had actually started to care for me, which is why everything here has been made according to my taste.But in reality, I'm nothing important to him; nothing more than a sex toy or a fuck doll whom he is using to pleasure himself. ‘Ashley, you really need to come out of the fantasy where you're used to imagining yourself to be just as important to people around you, as they are to you…’I scold myself, knowing the reality: I am just like an empty void which everyone wants to use for their own special projects. They associate with me simply to get the most amount of benefit they can get out of me. Just like my family wants me for my
Ethan's POV:I really don't know what is wrong with me, but it's getting out of hand. I'm not sure about what is going on inside my head and my heart; because clearly, these two have definitely quit working together since the day this girl barged into my life.I have a list of blunders that I have made since then, starting from the contract to keep her as close as possible, to speaking in someone's favor in public, for the first time… I mean, for God's sake! I didn't even defend myself when all those accusations were pointed towards me, setting everything up for my downfall, before my rise.Then why? Why did I have to meddle in her family business like it's my own? Forget that, I first want to know why I was unable to stand it when that lady was trying to hit her.I am still not able to get rid of the fury that has been burning in my guts since the moment I saw that lady slapping her! ‘How dare she… how dare she touch something Ethan Johnson is protecting?’That was the only cohere
Ashley's POV:“Your… girl?”Rob repeats Ethan's words, glancing towards me in confusion. For a second, I feel my breath hitch in my throat as fear runs cold in my veins, thinking that maybe, he is going to reveal the contract situation we have going on… any moment now.Otherwise, how can he justify calling me "my girl" in front of everyone? And even if we have the contract in place for a hundred nights, still, it doesn't make me his! I have signed a contract, not given him possession over myself.But after what just happened, I notice the way Robert's eyes and his left eyebrow react to it… and this whole situation only rings one bell in my mind: the bell of panic. And right on cue, the chorus singer sleeping in my mind suddenly wakes up and starts a playback song named “Disaster."Of course, I have always known that this contract is going to have some implications in my life, and even though I have always believed myself to be a person who is always ready to take responsibility for m
Ethan's POV:I have read somewhere that anger is the worst parasite you can allow to live inside your body; without your knowledge, it has the power to not only keep you burning you from the inside, but also set fire to your entire world.And I am angry… extremely angry, but with no clue as to why I’m angry! I have no right to be angry with her, because even though she is bound by the contract, she can still have her own life.I have no rights on her, no more than a hundred nights… and even while I am saying all those things to her, I know it is anything but true, there is no such clause mentioned in the contract.It's just that I happened to notice her signing the contract without reading it, and back then too, I knew that I could profit off of it. So now, I'm just taking the benefit of something I tucked away in my memory earlier.But it still doesn't justify my anger, nor the loss of control that I have experienced almost after three years… three years since Emily left me for someo