Chapter Seventeen. Aryan's POVThe middle-aged blonde woman entered with three other people. Another woman who seems around her age is a red-haired guy with plaster on his forehead. Seems like he was injured. And a brunette lady. One could sense the aura emanating from them. My heart raced so fast that I stayed glued to my spot. I don't know why I suddenly get scared of them. I haven't committed any crime whatsoever. Telling from their dressings, one could see that they were all loaded. Like super-rich. Are they family of Ashley? What if those two women were her mother and aunt? And that guy was her brother. And that lady? Maybe her sister. What if they came to beat me up or take me to prison or even kick me out to the streets where I had come from? The blonde woman seems in a hurry to get to the nurse. "Where is my daughter?" She questioned impatiently. Yes, this was it. She is Ashley's mother. I let out a heavy breath which sent my mind on a despicable long run. "Mrs. Macarso
Chapter EighteenAryan's POVThose emerald eyes were familiar. That's not the issue right now. The main issue here was that these ungrateful beings were sending me to jail even though I had nothing to do with why Ashley fainted. No matter what, I would speak out. I would not let them scare me because of their stupid wealth. One day I will get rich and I will make sure all of them pay. One by one. "Let me talk to them." Parkinson wanted to go to the woman but I stopped him by grabbing his left arm."Don't," I told him. "But why? You still don't know who these people are. You have no idea. If you go to jail, they will press charges against you and when they do, you won't be able to leave. All forms of bail would be cut off you will rot there." He explained. "I don't want to involve you in my problems, Chasse. I don't want to do that. If you force it, you will be dragged along with me. I have my plans. If the cops are here, I will try to explain to them."."No. You can't. As long as
Chapter NineteenTwo days later*ASHLEY'S POVI opened my eyes slowly even though they were blurry. I rubbed them gently and opened them hoping they would adjust to the light but unfortunately not. The next thing I heard was voices. "Ashley, Ashley dear. Are you awake?" I heard the voice and opened my eyes completely. Turning to where the voice was coming from. I saw my mom's face upside down. Then she came to my side and I felt her warm hand on my bare face. Tears rolled out of her eyes. I gasped. Why was she crying? "Why are you crying, mom?" I asked her. "My dear, I thought I would lose you. I thought I would lose you "she repeated sniffing. I smiled. "C'mon mom. I am fine. There is nothing wrong with me. See," I tried to lift my hand but I felt it was too heavy to lift. I turned to the side just to see the plaster and I looked straight up just to see the drip connected to my hand. I frowned. "Where am I, mom?" I asked her. "She doesn't even know where she is at the moment. T
Chapter TwentyAryan's POV It's been the past two days now that I have been in this hell of a cell. My body is sore and filled with mosquito bites. I might get sick sooner or later. I have tried to tell them that I know nothing about Ashley's condition. They are all just trying to pin that on me. Checking into the mirror of the bathroom, I saw the dried blood at the corner of my lips and the corner of my left eye. I have been punched severally because I refused to obey the cell's president. His name is Oscar. He has always found a way to make me feel inferior and to make me suffer. He and his inmates would always beat me up at night. Just last night, they were about to strangle me in my sleep but I was quick enough to wake up and push them away but I ended up getting beat up again. I just want to leave here. They didn't offer me water not to talk about food. I walked back into the cell just to meet Oscar and his friends laughing. "Hey, Rascal. You want some food?" He asked. Bein
Chapter Twenty One ASHLEY'S POV"You have just five hours more to solve these problems" I saw Anita sitting right on the chair I sit in in the office. I was stranded as she looks at me with a frown on her face. I got angry, wondering what gave her the audacity to sit on my chair. I should fire her. What insolence! The nerve!"Get up on my seat, Anita. That seat is mine." I said trying to move it was when I realized what was happening. Looking down at my body, I was putting on my hospital gown. I swallowed. No, this can't happen to me. Why the hell was I stranded? Why? What had happened to me? I raised my head just to see Anita again. This time she had a smile on her lips. She was happy. "No!" I yelled. "Get up, Anita.." I shouted but she laughed hysterically. "What do you think? It's over for you, Ashley. You have finally been kicked out of your company. What you worked hard for has become mine. I will enjoy them till they last." She said and laughed uncontrollably at me. This ti
Chapter Twenty TwoASHLEY'S POVThe nurse left after checking my vitals. She replastered the drip again and I felt like cursing but I won't let her suspect a thing. Even when she asked why it was removed, I told her it wasn't my fault that I wanted to drink some water. The stupid nurse believed the lie I told her and she was even smiling at me. Fool! As soon as the door was closed, I began to curse out. I don't like this at all. How was I supposed to get this drip out again? No, I don't want to feel the pain again. Instead, I grabbed the scissors that were on the trolley I saw close to the bed. I cut the drip instead and I was free. But the solution in that drip bag poured right on the floor. I moved away immediately and went ahead to peep through the hole again. It was clear. I attempted to twist the knob but I remembered that I was a famous person. A celebrity. Those stupid reporters would make it the headline news by tomorrow. Crazy people. I shut the door locked and checked thro
Chapter Twenty ThreeASHLEY'S POV"I want you to take me to him, Chasse. I want to see him." I demanded but he doesn't even look at me. He was furious. I know. This was all my fault. If I hadn't gone to his house, he wouldn't have been in this position. I shouldn't have gone to his in the first place and now my mom sent him to jail where Lucas's men would torture him. Yes! Lucas has his men in jail because he had been bailed several times for committing a lot of atrocities but was taken out of jail by his mother. Those bastards!"No, I am not allowing you to go near him. Your mother caused him trouble. She sent him to prison even though he saved your life. But what did he get in return?" Parkinson said dipping his hands in his pocket. "I demand you take me to him now," I asked because I do not know the exact police station where he was sent to. Parkinson shot me a death glare. I frowned. "You know what? Just get back to the hospital. You are not even okay yet." He said and looked d
Chapter Twenty FourASHLEY'S POV Immediately those three words escaped my mouth, he pushed my hands away and shifted back. I knew this would happen. I have already prepared so much for this. "Let's get married," I repeated waiting for another reaction from him. The fact that he only smiled but the smile disappeared was so disturbing. "You don't know what you are saying. Just get out!" He muttered. "No. I won't. I want you to marry me, an Aryan. It's for the best for us all. I promise." I told him. "You are out of your mind." He told me and he was saying the truth. I was out of my mind. Out of my mind.For him!"You have to understand me, Aryan. I am doing this for both of us. I will bail you out in exchange for this." I told him hoping he would understand. Then he smirked. "Do you even know what marriage is? Do you have an idea that we are going to be committed to each other throughout our lives?" He asked and I knew what he was talking about. Marriage is all about love and commi