Ashley was humming to herself happily as she walked into the house. She felt DJ's eyes trail her until she closed the doors behind her. She couldn't refute the fact that she was loving the attention he gave her.The look in his eyes told her that she was everything to him. But again, she pushed the idea of romance to the recess of her mind.Romance had almost killed her and had brought her here assuming the identity of a different person, living the life of someone she may have never known in the entire span of her lifetime. She wouldn't let love sway her. Not anymore. But it wouldn't stop her from enjoying herself.“You look happy.” Ashley was startled by the voice. She hadn't been expecting anyone to meet her at the door. She raised her head to see Mr Knox, her father walking down to her.Her lips spread into a smile and Mr Knox enveloped her in a hug. He gently kissed her cheeks and she returned the gesture.“Any reason why you are so cheerful today?” He asked her.“You don't like
The day went by quickly. Ashley spent most of it in her room planning her grand comeback. Her new identity was her greatest strength. No one knew who she really was and she could shoot her targets without anyone ever knowing it was her. She decided to clad herself in a knee length, red lace evening dress, adorned with glittering silver sequin bordering the deep V neck line and the same design around the slim of her waist. The colour, chosen to reflect the vengeance in her heart. She had found the dress in the closet, no doubt belonging to the late occupant of this room. It was hers now. The room and everything else and the dress fit perfectly just like she fit into the late girl's life perfectly. Her outfit was a little too much for just dinner with family. She knew this, yet she chose it because she wanted to make a statement. She let her curly hair curtain her face and applied a swipe of mascara to define her long lashes, a dust of blush to her rosy cheeks and two swipes of v
“I'm sorry. Paul was just saying something to me.” Ashley apologized as she got into the car. “Right. I was beginning to get worried.” DJ said, holding the door to the car for her. She smiled apologetically to him. He shut the door, rounded up to the driver side and got in. Forty-five minutes later, they were parked in front of DJ’s parent's house. Unlike the last time, the building was very familiar this time. She recalled the first time ever she had been here. Then, it was as Bruce's fiancee. That was four years ago. Now, she was here again. Still as a fiancee but for a different brother. She wondered if she would receive the same welcome. “Baby?” DJ called. Ashley jolted. His call had pulled her out her thoughts. She hadn't realized he was holding the door open for her to step down. “Are you okay?” He asked, concern lacing his voice. “Yeah. Um, sure.” She laughed nervously. “Just a little nervous.” She admitted. “You know you just have to say the word and we're out of her
“What?” Rachel squeaked. Confusion adorned her features. She didn't understand what Ashley was talking about. The simple words were ambiguous, possessing multiple facets and meaning. Was Ashley seeing someone else? Rachel wondered. It was obvious she must have been referring to someone else, but who? “Never mind it.” Ashley told her dismissively. “It’s just a weird expression.” “Oh! Okay.” Rachel commented, laughing eerily. “It's very weird.” “What about you?” Ashley smoothly fed their conversation. “Me?” Rachel asked puzzled. Ashley smiled. “I mean you and Bruce. How's marriage life? How long have you two been married?” Her tone feigned interest. “Oh!” Rachel rolled her eyes, feeling somewhat inadequate for not getting what Ashley meant. “Well, marriage has been wonderful! We've been married for over a year now and it has been the best time of my life. I couldn't have asked for a better partner.” She beamed proudly. Ashley paid no attention to her yapping. She waite
Bruce had his curious eyes on Ashley. For some unknown reason, he was expecting her to answer his question.“I was just telling your wife how lovely she looked in her dress.” Ashley lied smoothly. She made the comment knowing Rachel was not as dressed as she was. It was a subtle jab thrown at her enemy.Rachel understood Ashley was belittling her outfit. But that was of little concern to her. What Ashley had said about Lilian. The questions she had asked. Rachel couldn't wrap her head around it. Who was this lady?Rachel glanced at her. Her fear for this strange fiancee of her brother-in-law doubled. She swallowed again, attempting to look as relaxed as Ashley. Bruce turned to his wife briefly before focusing his gaze back on Ashley. “Yes, she does look beautiful. And I can say quite the same of you. I was going to mention earlier, you look stunning Ashley.” Bruce complimented. His gaze lingered on her exposed flesh as her dress had shifted up her legs when she crossed them over.If
Dinner started off quietly, with only the clattering of cutleries filling the air. The meal of garlic mashed potatoes with roasted turkey was delicious and Ashley filled herself heartily.“The food was delicious.” She commended Mrs Leon as they feast on the fruit custard served for dessert.Mrs Leon smiled with appreciation. If there was one thing she loved, it was getting praises for her cooking.“My wife sure has great culinary skills. I can give you that.” Mr Leon remarked with pride adorning his tone. “That's one of the reasons why I love her. Good food everyday.” Mr Leon whispered in addition.“Oh please.” Mrs Leon crimsoned with embarrassment. “Stop being silly.” She jokingly chided her husband.Everyone at the table laughed. For once, the ambience was warm and relaxed until Bruce spoke. The sound of his voice always irked Ashley. “So Ashley, do you cook?” Ashley rolled her eyes inwardly. Small talks! All so he could talk to her. She wondered how Lilian never saw this side of
“What was all that about?” Rachel shot at Bruce once they had left his parents and had begun driving home. “What?” Bruce asked genuinely. He had not noticed how upset Rachel was. “Don't give me that! You damn well know what I'm talking about!” Bruce sighed. “If I did I wouldn't be asking… Baby can you just tell me what it is.” His endearment was aimed at diffusing her fury. He was in a good mood and did not intend to spoil it by having banter with Rachel. “Maybe you could thank me by treating me to coffee sometime and then we can begin talks about business.” she mimicked him, her tone sarcastic and her expression adorned with disgust. Bruce rolled his eyes as he tried to work his way through her statement. He didn't think that was the cause of her rotten mood. “What is it about that? I was expressing my intention to do business with her. You know how much we have been trying to get a partnership with her father but his reluctance has always made it impossible.” He defended.
Ashley cussed under her breath. She had forgotten about him and didn't think he would take her promise seriously when she said they'd talk after her return.“Paul.” She called in greeting. “You shouldn't have waited up for me.” “You stayed out late.” Paul stated with authority. His tone was stern and angry. “I was waiting for you.”Ashley raised her eyes and met his. He was beginning to get under her nerves with his constant whines for her attention. Who was he to determine when she went and when she returned? “I didn't ask you to.” She responded offhandedly as she cracked her neck to ease the dull ache she felt. She was exhausted and the last thing she wanted to do was to deal with Paul.‘You said we'd talk.”“I’m tired, Paul.” Ashley said over her shoulders, already making her way to her room.Paul's eyes glowed with rage. Her indifference to him was affecting him in many ways than he could admit and awakening in him something he had fought to bury.“Let me guess. He took you and
“Sorry I kept you waiting.” Ashley apologized as she stepped into her office. Bruce stirred, his eyes gleamed with admiration as he watched her walk in and round her table to her seat. “It's fine. I didn't tell you before coming. In such short notice, I can't blame you.”Ashley scoffed and rolled her eyes without getting noticed. Bruce could easily fool any one with his courteousness, making someone believe he was well mannered and considerate. Anyone but her.She forced a smile. “You're not a stranger. I can always make time for you.” She didn't miss the proud glint in his eyes. He felt important.Idiót! Two can play this game of pretence. Only this time, Bruce was getting beat at his one game.“Thank you.” Bruce said sheepishly.She smiled and darted her eyes to the man seated beside Bruce. He understood the cue and immediately introduced the man.“He is with me. He is Alex, my designer.” Ashley nodded her greeting to Alex before peeling her eyes on Bruce.“Yes. Straight to busin
TWO WEEKS AFTER THE EXHIBITION Ashley poked her head through the door to Pamela's office. Her brows knitted as she stepped inside. “Why are you doing that?” Ashley asked Pamela who was standing by the workstation in her office, head bent and intently focused on the mass of material, sweat beads sat over her forehead and temples as she worked on a delicate fabric of beads. It has been two weeks since the success of their fashion exhibition and they have been swamped with orders on the newly launched line. It was more work than ever, more success than ever and more money than ever. The fame of their brand had spread quickly all over London and everyone in the world of clothing and designing wanted to be associated with Ashley and ‘The Knox fashion world’. Pamela snatched her handkerchief from her pant pocket and swiped it unethically over her face. She raised her head to look at Ashley. “They've got their hands full at the atelier. Mrs Maxwell brought in a late request but she's o
“The guests have begun to arrive.” Pamela said in a breathless tone. She peeked through the large curtains hiding them behind the stage.The past weeks have been so busy for everyone at the office.The fashion exhibition day was upon them and as Ashley had instructed; nothing was to go wrong. Being an evening event, Ashley had spent the whole day ensuring that the hall and everything else was in place.“Good! And the models?” Ashley asked Pamela. “Don't leave that there.” She instructed one of the handymen. “Put that by the side.” She turned just as Pamela responded to her question.“All ready. Just a few finishing touches… You should go get ready. Change your clothes.” Pamela advised Ashley who looked tired and was drenched in sweat. She looked at her friend with compassion. Ashley had barely sat the whole day.“Sure.” Ashley responded. Her eyes roved around one more time, checking to see if there was anything out of place. She didn't want anything to go wrong. “Go oversee the model
Ashley and Pamela exchanged looks. Fear filled their gaze. Had DJ heard them? Why did he call them out that way? “Who would pay?” DJ asked, walking into the kitchen to join them. He was still panting slightly from his run. Ashley's and Pamela’s hearts raced as they passed each other fearful looks. They were so engrossed in their fear of being caught that they missed the tease in DJ's voice. “Um…” Ashley fumbled. “If I had known you would come here to bother my fiance with work problems, I would have never told she was with me, Pam.” DJ said, walking to the freezer helped himself to a bottle of cold water. He paused, clinging onto the fridge handle, noticing the tension reeling from both women. “Is everything alright?” His eyes scanned them. “No. We were just talking about work. There are a couple of pending payments to be made.” Ashley explained. “Yes. I'll get the invoice for you to sign.” Pamela said, moving away to get her bag. “See what I mean? You don't give her any break
“You?”“Me!” Pamela grinned jovially and walked past Ashley into the house.Ashley's brows knotted with confusion and her eyes shone with surprise as she closed the door. She hadn't told anyone that she was at DJ's. Pamela didn't even know she met with DJ. “Why do you look like you've seen a ghost?” Pamela strode inside, making herself comfortable, settling on the sofa.Ashley grinned inwardly at the thought that Pamela wouldn't be so comfortable on that couch if she knew the things she and DJ had done there.“Ashley!”Ashley jolted. She shook her head bringing her mind back into the room. “How did you know I was here?” she asked, moving to join Ashley on the couch.“You didn't return after your meeting with Bruce. I got worried, so I texted DJ and he told me you were here.” Ashley furrowed her brows. “When was this? Have you seen him?” She was curious. She hadn't seen him since the morning and she didn't know where he was.Pamela's brows knitted. “Uh, I texted him last night and he
True to his words, Ashley barely got any sleep. DJ had woken her up in the middle of the night so they could move to his bedroom where he took her to intense pleasurable heights. Not once, but over and over again until they were both drained and spent.She fell asleep right after. By morning, she was pleasantly exhausted and was sleeping like a baby. A deep peaceful slumber that she hadn't noticed when DJ slipped out for his routine morning run.A distant ringing infiltrated her euphoric dream. The sound grew louder and closer with each passing moment, before Ashley realized it wasn't her dream but reality.She stirred, fluttering her eyes, blinking lazily and tiredly, the weight of sleep heavy in her eyes. She didn't want to wake up yet, but the ringing was not relenting.Who would ring so early in the morning?She groaned, irritated at the persistent disturbance. She exhaled, flipped her eyelid open and sleepily looked around her. This wasn't her room. Every corner of the room had
Ashley, nestled on top DJ, was enjoying the feel of the satiating aftermath of their heated passion. She placed head comfortably on his broad chest, idling tugging on the hair on his chest.“You're so hairy.” She commented.“You don't like it?”“I like it. It gives me something to play with.”“If you want something to play with,-”“I'm good with this, thank you.” Grasping his lewd tease, Ashley quickly cut him.DJ chuckled. “Spoil sport.”“Your mind is so dirty.” Ashley remarked with a smile.DJ's chuckle deepened. “Don't tell anyone my secret.” He said in pretend seriousness.Amused, she shook her head against his chest at his naughtiness and snuggled into him.DJ sighed with satisfaction as his finger trailed the hollow length of Ashley's spine.She sensed him smiling and she propped herself on her elbow to look at him.“What now?”“Nothing.” She lifted one brow. “Then why are you smiling like that?”DJ adjusted himself to accommodate her positioning. “I'm happy.” He responded wit
Ashley returned to her table to find DJ waiting for her. Sonia trailed behind her, her face an angry storm that no one seemed to notice.DJ's impatience was evident in his expression. “Are you done?” It was clear to Ashley that Bruce and DJ may have continued their brawling in the absence of both women.“Yes. She turned to Bruce. “I'll instruct Pamela to send you a mail regarding the presentation.”Bruce nodded. “I'll be seeing you soon.” His words carried an underlying meaning, aimed at irking DJ .“We should go.” DJ said through clenched teeth, already taking quick long strides away from them.Ashley packed her bag and briskly followed DJ.“I'll see you at home, DJ.” Sonia called after them and Ashley passed her a glare.“Slow down. I'm almost running after you.” Ashley was breathing heavily.DJ slowed down, then paused, and waited for her to catch up with him. Just when she stood beside him, panting, clutching her chest and trying to gulp more air, DJ scooped her into his arms an
“Bruce!” Sonia walked up to their table, smiling gingerly. “You're here!” she beamed.DJ begrudgingly followed behind Sonia. His reluctance was evident, he didn't want to have to deal with his brother.“Rachel.” Sonia greeted the lady who had her back to them before she could see the face.Ashley raised her head and smiled at Sonia. “I'm not Rachel.”Sonia's smile dropped. She passed a look between Bruce and Ashley, hoping to get an explanation.The questions in her mind could be clearly seen in her eyes. Why are these two all cozy together at a restaurant? Does Rachel know that her husband is here with Ashley?“Ashley?” DJ was stunned. He hadn't seen her before now.Like Sonia, he passed a look between Bruce and his fiancee, wanting an explanation.A self satisfied smirk sat on Bruce's lips. From DJ's expression, he could tell his brother had not known his fiancee was meeting with him. Bruce took it upon himself to massage his own ego and salten DJ's wound. “We have a lunch meeting.