‘’What really is your plan, Catherine?’’ Dovey asks when the older woman gets off the phone.‘’The Thomas’ owe me millions and I want it back,’’ Catherine says.‘’How do they owe you?’’ Dovey asks.Catherine gets to explain the situation. When she is done, Sabrina exchanges a look with Dovey, but she isn’t looking at her.‘’I don’t think that money or business is yours. I mean the contract has been forfeited since that baby is born, also Mr. Thomas could easily change his words.’’ Sabrina says.Catherine gives her a look. ‘’If you aren’t with me, then you can go, but just remember that I get you out of that madhouse and you are already deep in this. I have ways to turn this all on you.’’Sabrina rolls her eyes. ‘’I’m sure we won’t even get a cut out of your ‘fortune’ if you should even be successful. We are nothing but your pawns.’’Catherine crosses her leg. ‘’You are acting as if you aren’t getting something out of this.’’‘’What am I getting? Because all I hear is me, me, me, and t
‘’Ok, someone is on the way.’’ The reporter announces.‘’Good, I guess everyone can just sit tight or maybe confess and be on their way.’’ Mr. Thomas says.‘’There is nothing to confess, Justin is your son, and this is the exact reason why I never told you. I knew you would deny him and never accept him because of that golden boy of yours.’’ Catherine yells and fake cries.‘’Oh save it, you were never good at acting, hence why we are here now.’’ Mr. Thomas snaps.‘’I can’t believe you are denying our little boy. All his life he wanted to meet you, and now the day he does.’’ Catherine fake sobs again.‘’Yeah. You have a couple of minutes to come clean because this won’t end well for any of you.’’ Asher puts in.‘’Come clean? You lot keep saying things as if you think I’m lying.’’‘’Catherine, you do know that when the DNA shows that this person isn’t my child, you will get into trouble.’’Catherine shakes her head. ‘’There will be nothing like that.’’A blonde lady walks into the offic
I stir from my sleep when a hand drops around my waist, before roughly pulling me closer. I rest my head back on the pillow after remembering where I am and settle into the familiar form of my husband.I make sure to force my ass into his front while basking in the heat that is coming off him.‘’You’re awake.’’ Asher’s voice rumbles in the dark.“It’s because you insist on taking me with you each time you turn.”“Maybe because I like sleeping next to you.” His fingers glide up to my side, then his hand pulls me even closer. He kisses the top of my head.We lie there for a while in comfortable silence, with his arm snug around my middle and circling my small bump, and his chin on the top of my head.‘’I love you, Millie,’’ he murmurs in my ear, and I smile.‘’I love you too.’’Asher has easily become my favorite person and these are the moments I cherish the most.Even though there are people who want this to fail, and keep saying our relationship won’t last, I know that it will. There
I suddenly double over from a pain that has radiated from the center of my chest, and another pain in my stomach. My first thought goes to my baby, that something must be wrong for this pain to come about like this. With shaking hands, I pick up the phone and call Asher. ‘’I think something is wrong,’’ I say when he picks up on the first ring. ‘’What do you mean?’’ ‘’I’m in so much pain.’’ I hear him make a sound on the other end of the phone. ‘’I’m caught up in a meeting right now.’’ ‘’It’s fine, I’m going to the hospital. I’ll let you know what is happening.’’ I make my way to the main area, hearing Noah calling for someone who ordered cheese sandwiches. ‘’Georgia, can you please handle things? I’m going to the hospital.’’ She gives me a look. ‘’Are you ok?’’ I shake my head. ‘’I’ll be fine, I’ll catch a cab.’’ She tries to stop me but I continue walking. If there is to be any bad news, I wouldn’t want it to be shared with any of my employees. When I get to the hospital,
I raise up so I am in a sitting position, and give him a weak smile. ‘’You don’t look so good.’’ “I just dropped by. I don’t want to mess up his schedule. But I went to the doctor, and it wasn’t anything good.” I say, keeping my eyes down so I don’t see the disappointment in his eyes. I bite my lip, trying to stop myself from crying, but right now I feel like a failure for not being able to carry our child into this world. I can feel that I am on the verge of a breakdown at any second now and with Asher standing before me, I won’t be able to hold it back. He gently holds me by the shoulders then lets go and goes into a stooping position so we are now at eye level. ‘’Sir, your two o’clock came early.’ His assistant says. Asher doesn’t take his eyes off me when he says. “Give us a few minutes. I need to talk to my wife. Better yet, pass them over to my father.” “Of course.” My eyes meet hers, and she gives me a small smile. “Millie, are you going to tell me what’s wrong?” Asher
I sit in the back, worrying about all this. I have grown so attached to my unborn child; It excited me to feel that first kick and find out about the sex. Now, I get the worst news ever, I might lose my baby. My lips tremble and I cry about what is going to happen. “Millie, please don’t cry. We will work something out. I’m sure at St Andrew’s they can figure something out.’’ I gaze out the window. ‘’And what if they don’t? The longer I wait to do this, the more I am risking myself.’’ ‘’You will be fine, and so will the baby. We aren’t sure what is really going on. The doctor today could be wrong. Let’s see what they say tomorrow.’’ I give a nod because I am too choked up to speak. I don’t think I can bear to hear Asher be this optimistic. I am a mess. My heart is clenching and I can’t think right. I take a struggled breath, and Asher glances at me through the rearview mirror. ‘’You are not alone in this. I hate this is happening. I am sad actually because I don’t know what I wil
After eating a peanut butter and bacon sandwich, thanks to my cravings. I move on to eating spaghetti and meatballs. Asher is watching me and I wonder what he is thinking. ‘’I’m going to my study. If you need anything don’t be afraid to call.’’ He gives me a quick kiss on the lips, but it is still enough to make my toes curl. Out of impulse, I hand onto the collar of Asher’s coat and pull him into a deeper kiss. Asher chuckles and kisses me back. My eyes slide close as he leans down and matches my pace. I soon forget the food, now hungry for him. I get off my seat, which causes us to get better angles of each other's lips, which molds together. I tilt my head to the left so Asher can kiss me longer, and he does with slow, soft kisses. I feel my heart hammering in my chest, just like all the other times we have locked lips. My hands find his wrists because I feel weak in the knees. He supports me with his strong body, then he pulls away from me. He gives one of his famous sexy s
As Millie sits beside me, she bounces her leg up and down out of nervousness. I rest a hand on her knee in an attempt to help calm her down, but she only starts bouncing the next leg. ‘’What is taking so long?’’ she asks. ‘’He is dealing with another patient and will be with us soon,’’ I tell her. As we sit on the spacious couch, Millie leans over so her head is resting on my shoulder. I take her hand in mine, while offering her comforting words. I notice that she hasn’t touched the power aid I got her. She only played with the cap by running her nails against it. Which makes a sound that is slightly annoying. I don’t have in it me to tell her that or to stop. I know that she is trying to find comfort and this is a way of getting that. ‘’Millie Thomas?’’ a doctor calls. I help Millie up and walk over to where the man in his white coat stands with a clipboard in hand. ‘’My name is Dr. Gladstone.’’ He introduce, and after shaking hands, he leads us to his room. ‘’It says here o
Asher lustfully licks at my skin. When he quickens his pace just a fraction, I suck in a breath of air. “Shit.” “You’ll come again.” “Always giving orders,” I murmur, all my focus on the spot where we become one. “It wasn’t an order, Millie, just pointing out the obvious.” He buries his face in my neck and pinches my nipple, his thrusts uncompromising. I release something between a gasp and a groan. God, the strength of him holding me, it is just as powerful as his Thrusts. I loosen my hold on his wrist and splay my hand on top of his, silently telling him I want more pressure. “I’ll bruise you,” he whispers. “I want you to,” I whisper back, turning my head and pressing my forehead against his hot throat. “Why?” “I want everything from you, Asher, everything and more. I want you to leave a mark on me.” It is nothing more than a breathy statement that has a double meaning as I realize I am seconds away from another orgasm. “Open your mouth,” he orders, moving his head bac
The second his lips gives mine a break, Asher goes for my ears, licking and nipping his way down my throat to my boobs. I arch my back, offering myself to him. He latch onto my nipple with his mouth and start sucking with deep, sensual pulls as his other hand moves to caress and knead the other, getting it ready for the same treatment. I let my head drop back and tangled my fingers through his hair, gripping tight. My heart feels like it is beating in my throat, my pulse all over the place. There is one thing I am sure of: I would never forget Asher and his touch in this lifetime. When he sucked my nipple into his mouth deeper and harder than I am expecting him to, I have to steady myself with one hand curling around the hard muscle of his shoulder as I try my very best to catch my breath. Never in my life have I come from just that, but I am surprisingly close. “Asher,” I murmur on an exhalation as he hum and sucked my nipples, sending electricity all over my body. I am not sur
Releasing my breath, I lay there and cry my eyes out, wishing this would be easier. I wipe my tears, looking out the window. The door opens and I feel like just yelling at him, it seems as if he is just torturing me. Asher gets into bed beside me. ‘’I’m sorry.’’ His hand soon drops across me and as much as I want the comfort, I can’t let me play with my emotions like this. He moves his hand then start stroking my waist and then my arm. “Talk to me?” He kisses my neck How can I think of anything when he is touching me? “I’m not sure if you’ve noticed but I have nothing to say to you. This is all so confusing and I hate how you are with me at times.’’ I pause, thinking about what to say. ‘’I don’t like mind games and it feels just like that. You want me, you hate me. You are all loving then you are arrogant.’’ ‘’All of this is new to me Millie.’’ ‘’And don’t you think it is the same for me? I got married, lost my virginity and had a baby all in a year. Do you think I wanted
Releasing my breath, I lay there and cry my eyes out, wishing this would be easier. I wipe my tears, looking out the window. The door opens and I feel like just yelling at him, it seems as if he is just torturing me. Asher gets into bed beside me. ‘’I’m sorry.’’ His hand soon drops across me and as much as I want the comfort, I can’t let me play with my emotions like this. He moves his hand then start stroking my waist and then my arm. “Talk to me?” He kisses my neck How can I think of anything when he is touching me? “I’m not sure if you’ve noticed but I have nothing to say to you. This is all so confusing and I hate how you are with me at times.’’ I pause, thinking about what to say. ‘’I don’t like mind games and it feels just like that. You want me, you hate me. You are all loving then you are arrogant.’’ ‘’All of this is new to me Millie.’’ ‘’And don’t you think it is the same for me? I got married, lost my virginity and had a baby all in a year. Do you think I wanted
He also kisses me. I don’t know why I am so surprised, but he kisses me so many times. Every time he leans forward and I feel his lips moving against mine, asking for entrance, my heart lose its steady rhythm and I felt excitement bubbling up inside me, the kind of excitement you don’t know how to hold in, an excess of happiness. I love it. I completely fell for him, I don’t know when but here I am acting like a shy little school girl to a man I am already married to. But this is the most perfect date I’ve ever had in my life. My husband is perfect. With all his arrogance and prickliness, Asher, the once player is perfect for me. He isn’t what I have had in mind or even what I have wanted for myself, but he is perfect and already mine, truly mine. There is no doubt of that in my mind. ****** I wake in the middle of the night, finding Asher spooning me. I guess things are back to normal for us, the first two to three weeks after giving birth he would act as if I have the plague.
I sit down, and he takes his spot across from me. He looks at me for a long moment before he let out a long breath. “You take my breath away, Millie Thomas.” There goes my own breath. That is as real and as perfect as it gets. “Is this one of those times?” “Yes.” Clearing my throat, I lean my elbows on the table and rest my head on my hands. “That’s a good start. Keep going.” He smiles then his eyes slowly drops to my boobs. ‘Finally!’ I thought. “I thought I told you to cover yourself up, head to toe.” “And I listened to you,” I agree easily. “I wore my coat, my scarf, my gloves, my beret. I wore everything I could wear.” “Nice try,” he counter, shaking his head. “It’s freezing out there, you’re going to get sick.” “I won’t. It’s all cozy and warm and perfect in here.” A kid who barely looks sixteen drops off our menus, cutting into our conversation. I drop my elbows from the table and start checking out the options. The kid next to us is chattering away and making
“Take as much time as you need. I’ll wait for you downstairs.” “Okay. Promise I won’t be long. You can keep the maid’s company.” “Yes. How did I not think of that? I’ll just go do that.” When I can’t see him anymore, I shout after him from my perch on the stairs. “What should I wear? What kind of date is it?” “It’s a date—what else do you need to know? And I don’t care what you wear as long as you cover yourself up, neck to toe.” I do exactly that. I wear a red dress that isn’t too flashy. Short sleeves, open V neck, a relax fabric that gently hugs both my boobs and my hips and ends just above my knees. I quickly dry my thick hair and straightened it. I do my makeup, focusing heavily on the eyes. I wear my thick black coat and wrap my scarf around my neck, also donning my black leather gloves. Grabbing my cream ribbed beret from the top shelf of my closet, I put it on my head and walk out of the room in a hurry. I can’t exactly run yet because too much movement still caus
THERE iS a small knock on the door before it cracks open. “Millie?” ‘’Why are you knocking? We sleep in the same room.’’ I narrow my eyes. Then again, if you don’t want to have sex with me don’t come in,” I warn the only person who could be knocking on the door. Despite my warning, he opens it and stands there in all his glory. Same suit, same everything, face and frown and all. I stand there in my thankfully matching green bra and panties. I am standing with the towel in my hands, and I keep standing there as his hungry eyes takes in every inch of my half-naked body. I have hips now, but I like them. I like that there is more curve to me, a curve that love the touch of his hands. My boobs are much bigger from giving birth, but Asher doesn’t seem to mind. I’ve never been happier to have almost C cups now as I’ve been when I caught his eyes on them a time or two. In any case, we stand just like that, him in the doorway with eyes glued to me, me in the middle of the room with my b
“That word, babe just about killed me, Asher.” “You’re trying to distract me,” he mutters, and I smile because it is exactly what I am doing and it is working perfectly. I tilt my head to the side and take a big breath before going in again. No one had ever kissed me like Asher does, sure it hadn’t been much guys who have had the pleasure to search my mouth with their tongue, and I don’t think I ever want to find out if there is anyone else out there who could. “Why would I do that?” I whispers, my lips still touching his. I bite my lip. “Don’t get angry, I’m not saying we should act on it, but I really want you, Asher. Just so you know, it has been two months since I had our baby. I am so horny for you, I need to feel you again.” I feel his smile against my mouth and then his warm chuckle. The sound makes my heart sigh in happiness. “Really? I had no idea. You only say and text it every day, a couple times a day.” “And you never say it, or text it, or do it.” “Because I can