"Mr. Morrison, as you always gave me the freedom to choose the models and marketing strategies for our products and new launches, I took the liberty to pick a few models along with Ms. Chloe Collins as the face of our new perfume line, Tumblr's. They are coming to give their auditions for the same this afternoon" the marketing department director told Asher. Asher looked at Aria, who looked as calm and composed as ever. It's bothering him more than he could control. And at that moment, he wanted to push Aria to see if that's really the case and the pain he saw in her eyes was just his illusion. "Alright" Asher agreed, but he doesn't have any interest in hiring Chloe. He just wanted to push Aria, but not to make her feel uncomfortable. "Ms white, take care of the auditions this afternoon. I will come after my meeting to finalize the candidate" he specifically instructed Aria, just to see her reaction. But her nonchalant reply irked him to no end. "Sure, Mr. Morrison" she replied, m
"Ash" she whispered with horror as her tears started to roll down her cheeks. "Hmm" he hummed in reply. As his adrenaline started to wear off, he started to feel the pain behind his back. Aria immediately leaned down and saw the broken glass pieces piercing his back over his suit jacket. "Ash" she cried with fear and worry over him. He lifted his head to look at her tear stained cheeks. "What happened? Are you hurt some where?" he Inquired worriedly, ignoring the stabbing pain behind his back. His clothes are drenched with his blood, but he is more concerned about her rather than him. Aria forgot that they have audience. She slapped his chest lightly. "Idiot, you are hurt. But still you are inquiring about my non existent injuries? Some one call an ambulance" she cried out the last part with fear over his safety. She is holding him tightly with both hands, worried that he might fall. Her alarmed cry pushed everyone into action, and someone called for an ambulance. But every
After the minor operation on Asher, he was shifted to a room to keep under observation. As his back was hurt, he couldn't wear a shirt, leaving his torso bare for everyone to see and droll upon. He was forced to rest over his stomach, because it would be painful to lay down on his back, and the risk of straining his wounds is more as well. As the anesthesia given to him was very mild and restricted to only his back, Asher was awake even while the shreds of glass pieces were being removed. "Wow, he is so handsome" "Look at his body, he has an eight pack" "I will take care of him" "No, I will" The female nurses were heard gushing and drooling over Asher outside his VIP room, which Asher happened to hear. He was annoyed to say the least. The person whose voice he wanted to hear is no where around. It's been half an hour since he was shifted to this room, but Aria is no where to be seen. Then he heard voice. "What are you talking about? Don't you feel ashamed to talk about a
"She is nothing special like you imagine her to be. I slept with her once when I was drunk. So that's why I proposed marriage to her. I don't think I ever had deeper feelings for her. It was just a sense of responsibility. Now she is responsible for her own life. It's no longer my responsibility. Please Aria, let's not talk about her. Last night I brought her home because she passed out and i couldn't leave her on the streets. If something happens to a woman because of me, any woman, let alone Chloe, i will feel guilty for the rest of my life. That's the only reason I brought her home last night. Nothing else" he finally got a chance to explain, leaving her surprised. This is the first time Asher spoke about his past relationship with Chloe. And when he made sure that he was no longer interested in her, Aria couldn't explain the relief she felt at that moment. It was hard not to smile happily. It might be wrong, but she was damn happy to hear his confession. And looking into his eyes
That evening, by the time Nina and Theo rushed back to check on their son, they were in for a pleasant surprise to see Aria and Asher sleeping together on the same small hospital bed. Quietly Nina closed the door without disturbing the couple. "Looks like things are finally getting interesting between them" Theo mused with amusement. Nina grinned. "I am sure you must have done something on your fishing trip last week to push things into motion" Nina pointed out with mirth. Theo shrugged innocently while the couple left after a brief discussion with the doctor to make sure that Asher is out of danger. Inside the VIP room, Aria was having a nightmare like usual. Whenever she is stressed, she gets nightmares. In her dream, she found herself back in the same house from where she ran away all those years ago. Bryan was standing over her, fuming with rage. 'You allowed him to kiss you? Didn't i tell you that all of your firsts are mine? You are mine, Aria. When do you understand that?
Two days later, both Asher and Aria were back to work. Aria wanted him to rest for a few more days, but he insisted that he was bored without her at home. These two days, their relationship took a turn in the direction which she never thought possible. He was always touching her, and he kept sneaking kisses as well. She was blushing the whole time. And to her amusement, he kissed her just before they got out of their car in front of the Morrison group. "Ash" she complained, mostly because she is worried that someone might see them. He grinned wofishly, without caring about anyone. But as soon as he got of his car, all the playfulness vanished as he happened to get face to face with Chloe who was just being escorted out of her car. Aria looked at Asher, who all but ignored her and started to walk inside like he always does. Aria quickly followed after him. Soon the marketing department director and the director of the photo shoot joined Asher and Aria. "Mr. Morrison, Ms. White,
At Nine thirty sharp, Asher walked inside the meeting room where he made an appointment with Chloe's team. He noticed that only Chloe's manager and their lawyer were present. Chloe is nowhere to be found. "Mr. Morrison, hello. I am Daniel Peters. I am here to speak on behalf of Smith Entertainment. The media company for whom Ms. Chloe Collins works. And this is Mr. Bruce Smith, the managing director of the Smith Entertainment" a lean tall man wearing a blue loose jacket and black rimmed glasses introduced himself as the lawyer representing Chloe. The lawyer looked pale with frickled on his nose and cheeks. He looked like a typical nerd. Young and fresh out of college. There was another man sitting beside Samuel. He looked average on height and he has a scar running from his left temple to his left cheek. It doesn't look deep, but it's there. It gives the man an unusual appearance. He is fair with blonde hair. He would have been called handsome if not for that scar. He might be in
"Hello Ms. White" Catherine greeted with a grin. Aria turned to find Catherine standing not too far away from her, with a grin which made Aria feel puzzled. That grin looked mischievous, which made her brace for whatever Catherine has in her mind. "Morning Miss Bishop" she greeted with a professional smile. Catherine gave Aria a knowing look. "I heard the handsome Mr. Morrison got injured while trying to save you from that accident the other day" she inquired while wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. Aria looked around them, trying to see if someone was listening to their conversation. When everyone is busy with their work, she gives Catherine a wobbly smile. Asher was always caring towards her. Something Aria would always be grateful about. And the recent developments in their relationship and the fact that she is now Asher Morrison's wife is something that she is yet to get used to. And their intimacy is another thing. "He is a good boss who would take care of his staff" Aria
In the Smith residence, Bryan is anxious. He couldn't find where Lance is. His friends car was parked outside the abandoned mall, yet there is no sign of Lance anywhere. That is making Bryan anxious. He didn't dare involve the cops in this, as that would lead to many questions that would prove dangerous to Bryan. "Bryan, what should we do now? Where do you think is Lance?" Bianca asked worriedly. Bryan rustled his hair with frustration. "I don't know. Who else knows that you are going there?" Bryan asked, trying to find out where Lance could be. Bianca frowned. She remembered sharing it with her friend. "I told my friend, and thats all. No one else knows that i am meeting Sandro" she replied. Bryan's eyes narrowed. "Sandro knows that you would be coming there. I think he might be behind Lance's dissapperance" Bryan contemplated. Bianca gasped. "Bryan, he is not like that. Sandro is kind" she immediately jumped to defend Sandro. Bryan huffed sarcastically. "Think care
"When Andrew found out that Cynthia is pregnant, he insisted that she should get an abortion. But Cynthia refused. That pissed Andrew. That evening, he came to me with a small bottle, shaking it infront of my face" Susan paused, as if that incident is playing at the back of her mind. Aria was stunned to hear the details which she never got to learn about. She was wishing to find these details from her mother, but she was no where to be found. Now, hearing about the heart breaking events that made Aria an orphan, it hurts. Susan wrapped her hand around Aria's shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze. Susan is comforting Aria, a scene that made Dena smile. Dena was watching them from inside the house while Susan and Aria were sitting outside in the backyard. Dena gathered that Susan and Aria needed to talk and heal together before they could move forward in life. Few things should be unburdened before they break us into pieces. Aria needed some closure about the early days of her life.
"Enough Bianca" he snapped at her. Bianca stood there frozen in place at the harshness in his tone. She was not expecting it from Bryan. He never raised his hand at her in this way before. But now, the siblings are at odds with each other because for Sandro. "Enough? How is this enough? I should say that to you. It's enough Bryan. You killing anyone and every one who comes in your way is enough. How many people have you killed so far? When will you stop?" she screamed at the top of her lungs. Bryan was taken aback by her outburst. He didn't think that her outburst is not superficial but ran deeper than he expected. "What? You think i am doing this for myself? No, i am doing this for our family. My destruction is your destruction. Was it not you who wanted Aria to become your maid? That's why i did what i did. I told that old Andrew about her whereabouts so that he would marry her off to me. Why did i do all that? It was for you. You came crying to me saying that she insulted you
NEW MAFIA BOOK, HOPE YOU ALL LIKE IT. COMING SOON... "Bella, lets go" Aiden, the man whom Bella was hopelessly in love with for the past seven years tugged at her hand, forcing her to start walking. But Bella stood rooted to the spot, eyes fixed on someone who deceived her. Kai Deluca, a handsome devil who looks like her step brother Aiden, but still completely different. He stole her first kiss, her virginity, and her first everything. She gave it all on her own will, mistaking him for her stepbrother. He lied to her, he hid his identity as the most feared mafia boss ever. Aiden is the CEO of a reputed company. He is safe with boy next door looks and most importantly, the man whom Bella used to like. Kai on the other hand is a different story. He is deceivingly handsome, insanely powerful, and outrageously scary. His name alone scares the shit out of even grown men double his size. He is dangerous and the kind of person whom every mother warns their daughters to stay away fr
"Damn" Bianca's friend looked irritated. "Why should she get everything? Why can't I atleast get a man i like?" she was muttering to herself with anger. Just then, she remembered what Bianca just said before she received that text and left. 'My brother is not happy with my relationship with Sandro' Bianca's friend smirked and decided to call Bryan. She immediately found Bryan's number from her contact list and dialed his number. Bryan answered the call on fourth ring. "Hello" he sounded rude and irritated. Bianca's friend hesitated before she decided to go with her plan. "Brother, I am Bianca's friend. She stayed at my place last night. But she just left after she received a text from her boyfriend Sandro. I thought you should know" she said as if she is worried about Bianca. Bryan immediately became stiff. 'What? That punk messaged Bianca? Then why didn't Lance called me yet?' he thought with a frown. "Thank you for letting me know" with that said, he discon
Bryan made it a point to attend Andrew's funeral, even though he made it look like he was at odds with Andrew before his death. But he wanted to convince Diego and Asher that he changed. He can only get rid of their suspicion if they believed that he is no longer the same man from the past. So he made it a point to greet Diego and offer his condolenses. "I am sorry for your loss" Bryan offered. Diego looked at him coldy without saying a word. Bryan simply turned and left with a grim expression. He didn't let his anger show until he was safely inside his car. "Idiot, why was he looking at me like i murdered his father? That old bastard died on his own. I don't have anything to do with it. He doesnt seems to believe me. But no problem. I will make them think that i changed" Byan thought. On the other hand, Bianca was seen in one of her friends house. She is the same girl who was previously intrested in Sandro but Bianca flirted with him instead. This girl is upset with Bianca, but
"Mom, calm down. Nothing will happen to her" Bryan assured Stacy. Stacy looked at him uncertainty. By this point, Bianca left the Smith residence and her retreating figure dissappeared into the darkness. "Nothing will happen to her? Are you crazy? A lone woman in the dead of the night will become a target to bad people. How can you still say that nothing will happen to her?" Stacy demanded. Bryan received a call right at that moment from his friend Lance. "I am following after her" Lance confirmed. Bryan planned all this. He expected Bianca to go and find Sandro once she was kicked out of the house. So he put Lance behind her to follow her from a distance. "Good, keep me posted" Bryan replied before disconnecting the call. Stacy frowned when she heard the conversation. She looked confused. "Bryan, what is this all about?" she inquired. Bryan sighed heavily. He is tired, but still determined to deal with Sandro before the day fall. "That punk with whom Bianca foolis
In the Smith’s residence, Stacy looked anxious while Bianca was still crying softly sitting at one corner of her bed. "You shouldn't have called that guy, Bianca. What were you thinking? Did you think about the consequences if your actions before making that call? Did you think about what would happen to your brother? To us? Our family reputation? Did you think about any of this?" Stacy demanded angrily. Bianca on the other hand was folded into herself in fetal position. She didn't utter a single word. She is scared and thats all she was feeling. She didn't think about Bryan. She didn't think about anyone but herself. When Stacy didn't get a reply from her daughter, she became even more upset. "Bianca, I am talking to you" she snapped at her. But Bianca was still crying, sniffing and crying. That pissed Stacy. She rounded the bed and forced Bianca to look at her by squeezing at her cheeks. "What's with this attitude? If that boy tells anyone else about what you told him, the
Bryan was waiting for Sandro to close his restaurant and come out. A hit and run would be very convenient way to get rid of Sandro. So Bryan taped up his number plates to cover his identity. Even if someone watches the car hitting Sandro, no one would be able to locate the driver without the number plate. So with that plan in mind, Bryan waited impatiently. But as minutes turned into an hour, Bryan started to suspect that something is amiss. 'Its well past midnight. What is he still doing in there? All of his employees left for the night. He should have locked it up long ago. Why didn't he? Did he suspect something?' Bryan started to wonder. Getting out of his car and showing his face would be a risky move at that moment, especially when he was planning to kill Sandro. So he decided to wait a little longer. An hour passed, yet Sandro didn't show up. 'Did that punk double cross me and already left?' Bryan realized with anger. He slammed his fist into the wheel with fury. He start