Ashley's POV:I know that if I disconnect the call after this, it is going to be the start of the third world war– right here, right now.So I decide to put the phone on speaker and place it aside on a table or something, from where it can catch my words and at the same time, I will also be able to hear him without any disturbance.But before I can move towards the table to do exactly that, Robert speaks up.“Ash, I don't think he is going to remain unconscious for too long, so tell me, what is the next plan? Are we going to escape from here, take the girl with us… or are we going to stay here and wait till he gains consciousness again? To ask him who he really is, what he is doing here, and what he really did to Mr. Hopkins?”“I think we should call the police.”I blurt out in reply to his question, and Robert opens his mouth to say something in reply. But he stops abruptly, seeing my hands fly to my face as a sudden realization hits me: I had completely forgotten until seconds ago
Ashley's POV:It takes me a moment to realize that the man has managed to free himself from the makeshift ropes we have put around him, and has pulled out an iron rod from somewhere, wanting to hit me with it. The man had swung and struck, aiming to hit me on the back of my head; which Ethan has taken on his right shoulder, completely shielding me.And now, he has turned towards him, wrestling the iron rod from the man's weakened hands. Putting it down by his feet, Ethan proceeds to punch him so hard on his nose that he stumbles two steps backwards, losing his balance.But Ethan has no mercy, he pulls my attacker up by his collar before punching him again, and again, and again… until he falls to the ground, completely unconscious once again.He turns to me, panting slightly. “You okay? Let me see, are you hurt somewhere–”“I am okay–”He doesn't even let me complete my statement before he roars at Robert.“What the hell were you doing! Where the hell was your attention, what would
Ethan's POV:I reach Mr. Hopkins’ residence in record time, although I never imagined it was even possible to cover half the distance between my office and this place, in that duration.And thank God that I reached there when I did! The thought of me being late by a single second and her getting hit by that rod makes me so angry with myself, that I ignore everything about that place and the people present there, which seemed off at first glance. I would be looking into that later, but right now, I have to focus on taking her out of this situation.And seeing the rage she is currently feeling after hearing this monster speak, it is really making me want to kill this person… But again, I am not going to take anything into my hands just because the face Ashley possesses. Yes, if Emily was in her place… Just this thought alone makes me so angry that I kick him twice in the stomach, even after he faints after saying that I have to protect her if I dare. Of course I have to protect her
Ashley's POV:For a moment, I can't believe my ears due to the sheer improbability of what they have reported to my brain. Did Ethan really say that I have become important to him?My heartbeat starts to pound so hard in my chest, that I can literally hear its sound through my ears.He also hops into the car, and suddenly turns towards me without any warning.That's it! This is my last day on the planet, there is definitely something wrong with my heart.But before I can figure out exactly what ailment I'm going to die of, he reaches across and grabs the seat belt from the side.My eyes follow his hand as he pulls it across, latches the seat belt and then twists the key to start the engine. It doesn't take us more than an hour to reach Ethan's house, or probably, it is even less than that.But the array of contradictions going on inside my head is telling me otherwise, as it is adamant on making me believe that the whole day has passed since we left Mr. Hopkins’ place… that Time has
Ashley's POV:I woke up to find the bed empty and Ethan nowhere in sight.This is the reality of my life, but I don't know why the hell my heart has to make it otherwise by protesting against it every single time.Realizing that I haven't even taken a shower since yesterday, I decide to step down and complete my morning routine.My right foot has barely touched the floor, when I hear the door creak open, and there he is– Ethan, storming back into my room with exasperation etched across his face.“You are seriously something, Ashley! Please tell me honestly, have you been sent by one of my enemies from my past lives? With the goal of making my life miserable by making me take care of you like a toddler?”“Huh?”“What huh!? Five minutes ago, I left you sleeping peacefully, and just five minutes later, you are up for adventure once again. What else do you want me to think?”“I have to use the washroom…”I shift uncomfortably under his intense gaze. But he doesn't reply or say anything to
Ashley's POV: Although I have started to notice Ethan getting increasingly protective towards me, I have been trying to ignore it till now… knowing very well that it might just be a thought that exists only within the bubble of my imagination, which can burst at any moment! But today, I can't deny it anymore.We have finally reached the location that one of his men had mentioned, saying it was the last place where Mr. Hopkins was seen.The place is indeed shady and dark, damp and dense at the same time. There is a disgusting stench in these packed alleyways, and yet, nobody can exactly pinpoint where the smell is coming from.It's like the entire place is covered by this rotting smell, to the point where they can't be separated from each other; almost suffocating any outsider who dared to step in.Broken windows, with their jagged edges glinting like teeth, stared down at us from the worn down buildings around us, or whatever remained of them… making anyone question why someone in t
Ashley's POV:The entire journey back to the house is spent in dense silence.Neither am I in the mood to say something, nor has Ethan tried to initiate a conversation.But the moment we step inside the house, he picks me up in his arms again. I look at him questioningly, but he simply lowers his head, his lips brushing against my cheek as he whispers in my ear.“Babe, we are going to be busy for two whole days, starting tomorrow. So let's make up for those two days, and let's try something new.”I want to protest, saying that I am not in the mood or that I'm still too sad to think straight right now… but I remember that I don't have any real say in this situation.I am the one who has given all rights to him, with the contract.So now, I can't do anything apart from waiting for him to make me see heaven or hell, as per his wish.Still immersed in my thoughts, I feel his warm lips grazing my neck, softly at first, and then they proceed to mark their territory roughly.I inhale sharply
Ethan's POV:I know she has been disturbed ever since she saw her father's writing inside the diary, which I am completely sure belonged to Hopkins.How couldn't I? Especially when I could also see the tears in her eyes as soon as she opened it, and the way her fingers trembled as she held the pages…But I know it wasn't the time to prove anything, and if I should be doing anything, then it should be me making her forget the world for the time being.And I did…Once she has drifted off to sleep, her breathing steady and peaceful beside me, I finally lift my phone from the dresser and unlock it, only to find it filled with messages.There are hundreds of messages from the office, and there, I find the one message I have been waiting for."We have succeeded in locating what you have been searching for, do we need to bring him to you now?""No. Just wait for further orders." I quickly type a reply, my fingers moving swiftly over the keys even as my eyes have lifted from the phone screen
Ashley's POV:I take a glance at the clock, I have a few minutes to myself before we have to leave for lunch. After saying goodbye to Mike, I plan on finally telling my feelings to Ethan when he is sober… judging by the state he was in last time, he probably isn't going to remember anything about our conversation. Just as I lift the second earring from the dresser, my phone rings, vibrating with an urgency. It is a call from my assistant, and I receive it quickly. “Yes M–”“Ma'am, did you see the news? The quotations from Mr. Johnson's bids are all over the place just before the bid is due to start, and everyone is speculating that it is you. News agencies are reaching out for an interview ma'am, what are we supposed to do?”“Okay… I will see what I have to do.”I disconnect the call, feeling a pit in my stomach. Of course, the public opinion will be against me now, as he has just said over the call. But not only that, Ethan might doubt me too… because I am the single person he ha
Ashley's POV: Although I have mentioned to Mike that I have to pick Adrin up, I still drive towards the church, knowing that I have lied to him.But why do I have to lie to him? Because if we are going to marry each other, it should be normal… a normal gesture of affection between couples, right? I gulp, realizing that the answer is painfully obvious. I know I am not being honest with anyone… neither him, nor with my own self. Caught up in this dilemma, I reach home, knowing that today is scheduled as Ethan's turn with Adrin.To my surprise, I find Adrin sleeping peacefully on his bed, having changed out of his uniform. And Ethan's car is still parked by the entrance…Finally, I notice Ethan… sitting on the floor, beside the couch, which is probably why I missed him in the first place. I walk around the couch with careful footsteps, until he comes fully into my view… and so does the drink in his hand, which he is chugging like no tomorrow. Rushing towards him, I quickly snatch t
Ashley's POV:Nobody can imagine the pain and frustration I have spent my night with… aside from stomping on my own pride and having to call off the engagement for the second time, the papers of the custody were something that I was fearing the most.But now when I have them in my hands, the only emotion I have left inside me is anger.Pure rage running through my veins like molten lava…It is in this anger that I rush to his house to confront him, the house I'm extremely familiar with. And without any consideration, I make a beeline for the stairs, directly barging into his room without even knocking or waiting.But the moment I step inside, I realize what a mistake I have made, because Ethan is in there… half- dressed as he is changing his clothes. It takes me a moment to process, and I have probably been staring at him for a few minutes straight before I spin on my heel, facing the door. The word “sorry" is on the tip of my tongue, but he chuckles before that;“Umm… hey Princess!
Ashley's POV:The incident of me falling and Ethan going completely insane because of panic, has done nothing else but to add itself in the list of evidence for something I don't want to acknowledge.His reaction was not only enough for letting me know the feelings in his heart, but his actions were enough to spread this news through the entire office too!And this is what has been keeping me awake at nights… I know that Mike obviously knows everything about that event, but that's not all. What's bothering me more than that, is the fact that he hasn't asked anything from me.At the same time, I haven't asked anything from him, either. But I know we can't go on like this… I need to tell him the truth and ask him the reason for his absence.With this thought, I step on the brakes, snatching my purse from the passenger seat as I get down in front of Mike's house. I step inside without knocking, knowing that he lives alone and my shouts are enough to tell him about my arrival.“Mike!! Mik
Ashley's POV: Even though I have committed to prepone the engagement, to save myself from the great disaster… I don't know what exactly I am supposed to do next.However, before I can do anything, my phone chimes, notifying me that I have received a text from Mike. The text is simple, with several sample invitations attached to it.“Please check these out, and let me know whichever one you like.”I quickly select the one that I have opened the first out of all, and text him back.“Should we announce a party before the engagement?”The text bubbles pop up within seconds, materializing into a reply soon enough. “Yes! I am ready to do everything which makes you happy. If you want to announce a party, then we will call one.”“Thank you!! Can you get me this invitation ready within five minutes, even in digital format? I need to send it to someone urgently.”“Whatever you want sweetheart.”With this message, he signs off and comes back within five minutes. “Here you go! See you tomorro
Ashley's POV:At last, I managed to drop Ethan off after lying to him, only to reach the hospital and find Adrin awake and sitting up on his bed. The moment I walk in, the first question Adrin has asked me is,“Mumma, where is Dadda?”But I am way too caught up in my inner conflict to give him a logical reply, or even think of one. Everything that happened in the daycare is still overwhelming my senses to the extent where I just pull him closer to my chest.Hugging him tightly, as I finally ask him a question which has been bugging me for too long. “Adrin!! Baby, why didn't you tell mumma that the kids in the day care are bullying you–”“Because Dadda has told me that I am a big boy, who has to protect his mother till he is not there to protect both of us, and anyways, I am a brave boy!! Who knows how to protect himself–”“Awww!! Come here my sweetie pie, who taught you all this…?”“Dadda!!!”Adrin exclaims, before the next words tumble out of his mouth without any breaks. “Mumma,
Ashley's POV:Even I wasn't very hopeful at first, but somehow, I have finally convinced Ethan to stand up on his feet, almost dragging him out of the church when he's practically in a waking coma. And knowing his miserable state, I know he isn't going to be able to drive at all. So the best idea that comes into my mind is to drop him to his house first, and then rush back to the hospital.Although, it is the first time I have seen him cry like this… and while seeing him in this state, the logical woman inside me has been compelling me to tell him the truth for a while now.But the mother inside me has been continuously warning me against it; and the best way to deter me is by telling me the consequences of my honesty.Since the moment he has started crying bitterly, the overly logical mother that also lives inside me, who believes in teaching her child the chapter of honesty, has suddenly turned into a bloody hypocrite. Going against her beliefs, she has started to preach another le
Ashley's POV:I have never seen Ethan as angry as he is right now; like he isn't made of bones and muscles, but thunder and rage. I don't have a single doubt in my mind that he is ready to tear down the entire building if Lily wouldn't appear in front of him within minutes.The director understands the assignment and quickly calls Lily Allen to the office; as the policies protecting her staff have gone out of the window real quick.With the summons now being sent for Miss Allen, the fear of Ethan ripping the soul straight out of her body starts to scare me. I mean I want the worst punishment for her in this entire world… I want her as far away as she could from the kids, but I don't want her to become the victim of Ethan's wrath right away! “Ethan, calm down…”I find myself tugging at his sleeve, trying to get through to him. He flashes me a look, glancing at me only through the corners of his eyes. “Calm down? Ash!! You still want me to calm down, even after hearing the crap that
Ethan's POV:The moment I heard the words of Stephanie, I could feel something breaking inside me.In my life, I have come across many monsters disguised in human appearance, and probably, I am also one of them.But none of them have turned out to be so cruel, to be capable of saying these types of things in front of not just one kid, but his entire class… and not only that, but to actually ask other kids to stay away from that poor soul and bully him!And saying that it's all okay because he doesn't have anyone to fight for his rights…“Stephanie, sweetheart! Can you please tell us what happened that day?”Ashley's words bring me back to reality at the critical moment, before my guilt would have killed me with its sharp claws. And as soon as her voice pauses after posing the question, Stephanie chimes in with an enthusiastic yes, and continues with her narration.This is the real bliss of childhood; they don't really understand the things which have hurt them in the past, but now, it