Chapter Eight - ASHLEY Morning**"You are all fired," I said pacing around in front of those useless, incapable bodyguards I hired. If not for Aryan, I would have been robbed, raped, or killed by those thugs. But he was there for me and wait. Why was I even still thinking about him? Why? I rubbed my palm over my face in frustration. I can't believe I am so frustrated this morning. So frustrated! Then my mind drifted to what happened last night. If I had locked the door or something, he wouldn't have come in and....oh goodness! This is not good. "So can you all give me sensible reasons why you didn't come for me? Can you? I need answers. Start talking or I will fire you all and sue everyone. I will press charges too. So start speaking." I blurted in anger. They were bowing their heads. They weren't even talking.Great. Just great. It was now clear to me that I had hired fools. "I am giving you all just thirty seconds to leave my house. 1, 2, 3" I started counting. "Please ma'am.
Chapter Nine - ASHLEYI sat down trying to be patient but it was still not enough for me to calm down. I just couldn't because it wasn't easy and I can't stop thinking about it. I just can't. My phone rang. Checking the caller ID, it was Christina. I bit my lower lip. I knew it. I knew it was bad news. Swiping it up, I received it. "What is it, Christina?" I asked waiting for the bad news to be dropped. "We have a problem, Miss." She reported with a shaky voice. This wasn't her and this wasn't me either. I widened my eyes but it wasn't a surprise. What's new? Absolutely nothing! "Yes, I am aware. But isn't it your job to cover up for me? You are my assistant. You shouldn't have let that happen. Ever!" I yelled, slapping my palm over my forehead even though it hurts. When Christina couldn't give me a straight answer, I disconnected the call and dropped my phone on the table. At any moment from now, I should be expecting so many calls from different people. From Olivia, Lucas, My
Chapter Ten ~ ARYAN "Your attention is needed at the head office, Mister Aryan." That was from the Director. I nodded and got up on my feet. As I stood up, I heard some ladies giggling while some are frowning but I don't still don't care. They have always wanted me in bed with them but I doubt they will last long on the bed with me before their legs give out and they pass out. I passed by some group of men dressed in suits and women too. "Too bad. How could he be? Oh!" One of the women sighed. What was wrong? This was just the fourth day of me working here. I walked outside and boarded a taxi down to the Magazine office. But I have noticed something, everyone who passed me by would take a second look at me. This was strange. "Am I a celebrity now?" WRITER POV "Do you think you are some sort of a celebrity?" The director bawled at him as if he had done something wrong. Aryan, who was still very much confused didn't get what the director was saying. He looked at him strange
Chapter Eleven ~ ASHLEY"What are you gonna do about this scandal, Ashley? It's getting worst. Our sales have dropped ten percent in the last few minutes. And now another issue of twenty percent planning to drop." Mr. Adrian yelled, hitting his palm on the table. "What? I..." I was about to talk when he interrupted me. What the hell? "So what are you going to do about it now? That twenty percent mustn't drop. It will affect the whole profit. Some celebrities are even planning to terminate their contract with us. What will you do about that? " Mr. Adrian yelled again.Sweat covered my neck behind. I gripped the hem of my dress tightly and shut my eyes tight. This was what I hated. Having to get blamed for everything. They will all think I am a failure. Miss Perky talked too. She was part of the shareholders. "Aren't you going to say anything to this? Aren't you? We need your explanation as to why everything is falling apart." "I..." I tried to talk but then I suddenly developed h
Chapter Twelve - ASHLEYI sat on the swivel chair gulping what seemed to be the last drop of the whiskey in the bottle. I was more than tipsy. I couldn't argue that. I only blamed myself for allowing those pictures to get out creating a scandal that was whole enough to bring me down in my company. Not only me but Aryan too. I wonder how he would be doing right now. By now, girls would be swooning over him. Such a pain. I dropped the bottle on the table and my eyes went across the bar with people swaying their drunk bodies to the slow music. Other people were busy making out at another corner. Some weren't ashamed enough to be eating each other out on the table and playing random games like high school kids. Gross! But just how I want Aryan in between my legs with his face on my pussy and his tongue deeply buried on my clit sucking me out till I cum. That was the kind of feeling I wanted. I wanted no one but Aryan. I understood the way his eyes roamed about my clitoris that night.
Chapter Thirteen - ASHLEYMy eyes watered as I gulped down the sixth bottle of whiskey. My eyes were turning. I began to feel dizzy. It was then I felt that something was wrong. Something was wrong with me. I don't get drunk easily. Even after drinking the seventh bottle but right now it was just the sixth and I already feel like this. What the fuck was happening to me? This isn't like me at all. I felt my head spinning. I covered my palm on my face amid the noise and music as I rested my elbow on the slab. At a moment, my vision was blurry. My ears were hearing different noises. Something was wrong with me. I looked over at Olive. She was busy talking with some other girls. I jumped down from the swivel chair and tapped Olive that I wanted to go into the bathroom. I did. "Do you want me to go with you?" She asked. She had that kind of expression on her face that I couldn't describe or so. I made my way among those drunk people and I went into the restroom. I turned the faucet on an
Chapter Fourteen- ARYAN's POV "What a life huh?" I muttered absentmindedly as I lay on my bed. It wasn't that comfortable because it was more like a student bed. I rolled over the bed still thinking of what could happen to my life. I am not even sure anymore. My life could end at any second. Sooner or later, Reporters would gather at the front of my little apartment to question. Why did I even save...ugh! I never knew helping her could cost me my job and my freedom and now I can't even go anywhere. Just then I heard a knock on the floor. I jumped on my feet immediately and shifted back. What if it was the reporters? Oh! This is insane. I began to pace around the room. What have I gotten myself into? What is this? The knock grew louder and I almost flinched. "Open the door, Aryan. Are you even in there?" I heard the voice. It was kind of familiar. "Aryan." The voice called again. I am a man and I should face whatever was coming for me. I should face it fair and square. I shut my
Chapter Fifteen - ARYAN I wiped my face thinking I was dreaming. What was she doing in my home? She wasn't meant to be here. I checked the clock. It was eleven at the midnight. Looking at her mode of dressing tells a lot. She was coming back from the club. I wasn't even touching her. I don't know why she is raising her voice at me. I watched as she made her way to my bed and she sat down. "What are you doing here?" I couldn't help but ask. I don't want cops in front of my house tomorrow morning. That would be the worst part of my life. Having cops at the front of my house. Suddenly, she lay flat on my bed. I was scared that my heart almost ripped out of my chest. I thought something bad happened to her. "He is chasing me." She muttered. She was drunk. How can a young woman dress so indecently and go to night parties? This is ridiculous. "Who is chasing you?" I asked. "Him. Lucas. He is trying to...to...rape me." As soon as she said that, a frown curled up on my face. Who the