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She had sent that message on a whim, right in the heat of her bitterness, fueled by Sarah’s venom and her own need to break free from the past.But now… staring at his response, she felt the ground shift beneath her.Asher:Then let’s stop playing.Vera blinked.No deflections.No vague replies.No careful dance.Just that.Direct.Bold.Unapologetic.Exactly like the man himself.Her phone sat on her lap, and she stared at it like it had just changed her life. Because maybe it had.Her chest rose and fell slowly, lips parting in a breath she didn’t realize she was holding.This wasn’t part of the plan.Not the real plan anyway.She had intended to string Sarah along, twist the knife of jealousy slowly, get even for every smug look, every condescending laugh Sarah had sent her way.But now… now Asher wasn’t pretending either.“Then let’s stop playing,” she whispered under her breath, the words feeling dangerous on her tongue.The betrayal from Lucas still lingered like ash in the back
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Vera sat on the edge of her bed, her knees drawn up to her chest, the glow from her phone screen casting a faint light across her face.She hadn’t moved much since replying to Asher, still lost in the haze of everything that had unfolded, Lucas, Sarah, the banquet… and now this.Her phone buzzed softly again. A message from Asher.No more pretending, then. But know this, Vera, whatever this becomes… I don’t play fair.Her breath hitched.She read it once. Then twice. Her heart did that annoying thing, skipping, then thudding harder in her chest, like it didn’t know whether to panic or dive headfirst into the thrill that message promised.What did that even mean?What did he mean?Vera exhaled slowly and set the phone down beside her. Her room was quiet, too quiet.Outside her window, the city kept humming. Life kept moving.But she couldn’t. Not yet.She hugged her knees tighter, resting her chin on top of them.Sarah’s message had come like a slap to the face hours ago., sharp and sm
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Vera sat curled up on the velvet armchair by the window, a book open in her lap though her eyes had long stopped reading the words.The early evening glow painted her apartment in soft amber tones, shadows stretching slowly across the room.She had barely touched her tea. Her thoughts kept circling, Lucas, Sarah, the headlines, and… Asher.Especially Asher.She hadn't expected to hear from him earlier, but his text had struck a chord. “Are you alright?” It was simple.Too simple. But something about it felt… real.Like a sliver of honesty in a world built on pretenses. And her reply, “Good. I’m not looking for fair. I’m looking to win. Beside you.”, was more than just a jab at Sarah. It was a declaration. Maybe to him. Maybe to herself.She sighed, brushing a stray strand of hair from her cheek.She wasn’t used to this, whatever this was. Vulnerability masked as ambition?A war of hearts wrapped in designer gowns and icy smiles?A knock came at the door.Her brows drew together. She w
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The ride back was quiet, but not uncomfortable. The kind of quiet that lingered between two people who had said enough and still had more to say.The city lights streamed through the tinted windows, bathing Vera’s skin in a soft gold glow, and Asher, seated beside her, found himself watching her more than the skyline.She was gazing out the window, her fingers absentmindedly playing with the petals of the bouquet he’d given her.The scent of hydrangeas still lingered faintly in the car, mixing with the leather and something distinctly her.“Are you going to keep staring at me like that the whole way back?” she asked without turning, her lips twitching.“I thought I was being subtle,” he said, unapologetically.She finally looked at him, raising a brow. “You’re literally burning holes into my profile.”Asher leaned in slightly, eyes gleaming. “Can’t help it. You look like you’re glowing.”“Is that your post dinner compliment line now?”“No. That’s just the truth.”Vera snorted but didn
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Asher walked in, glancing around with subtle curiosity. “This is the first time I’ve seen your place.”“Yeah, because you weren’t invited,” she muttered.He ignored her jab, setting the coffee and bag down on the counter. “It suits you.”She turned to look at him, arms folded. “Meaning?”He gave her a slow once over. “Beautiful, unpredictable… and full of sharp edges.”She rolled her eyes, but a faint blush rose on her cheeks. “Don’t think flattery will distract me from the fact that you showed up unannounced.”“I wasn’t unannounced. I texted you.”“Five seconds before knocking on my door.”He grinned and pulled out a croissant, handing it to her. “You’re grumpy in the morning. It’s kind of cute.”“I’m going to throw this at your face.”“You’d regret it. That one’s almond.”Vera took a reluctant bite, trying not to moan at how perfect it was.Asher watched her with quiet satisfaction, leaning against the counter like he belonged there.And somehow, he did.Too easily.Too comfortably.
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The sun filtered lazily through Vera’s window, casting delicate shadows on the hardwood floor as she moved through her morning routine with a sluggish pace.The scent of fresh coffee curled in the air, but even the warmth of the mug between her hands couldn’t chase away the restlessness humming beneath her skin.Asher’s visit the previous day lingered in her thoughts like a sweet aftertaste, unexpected, disarming, and unsettling in the best and worst ways.She wasn’t used to the softness he was offering. Not after everything she’d endured. Not after Lucas.She hadn’t let herself believe Asher could be anything more than a distraction, a tool in her revenge. But the man behind the armor, the way he listened, the way he looked at her like she wasn’t broken, that was dangerous.She was about to pour herself another cup when her phone buzzed on the counter. She glanced at the screen, expecting it to be Asher. Maybe a text asking if she’d eaten or slept well. Something thoughtful like he’d
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Why now?Why when Vera had just begun to find her footing again? Just begun to open her heart to someone else?Her gaze drifted to the phone again, where Asher’s name still lingered in the notification bar.Part of her wanted to tell him everything. Let him in. Let someone help carry the weight.But another part, the old part, the part raised to rely on no one but herself, shut that idea down before it could bloom.She stood up.She needed air.Grabbing her coat, she slipped it over her shoulders and stepped out onto her balcony.The city stretched endlessly before her, glittering and loud and alive. Yet in this moment, Vera had never felt more alone.She leaned her elbows against the cold metal railing, letting the chill bite her skin.Maybe Eliza was lying. Maybe Elena had ulterior motives. Maybe there was something more sinister behind the sudden call.But the damage was already done.The past was no longer content to stay buried. And she didn’t know if she was ready to face it.As
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Two messages.Both from Asher.Her stomach flipped.There was no judgment in the words. No pressure. Just concern.Warm, soft concern that made something in her chest squeeze tightly.God, she’d forgotten to respond.She hadn’t meant to ignore him. Not really. She just… needed time. Needed to process what that call meant. What it brought back.But reading his messages now, a rush of guilt swept over her.He didn’t deserve to be left hanging. Not when he’d been so different lately.He was trying. Genuinely trying. The man who had once viewed her as a burden, a tool for damage control, had slowly revealed himself to be thoughtful. Sharp. Attentive. Capable of quiet affection even beneath all that cocky charm.And now she was the one pulling away.She sighed, typing out a response.Sorry, I didn’t mean to ignore you. Got caught up in something.I’m okay though.She paused.Then added:Thanks for checking in.It felt… inadequate. Like she was giving only the surface of herself, when in tr
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Lucas.His name flared in her mind like a ghost she’d worked so hard to forget.His face was exactly how she remembered it, too composed, too confident, too familiar in all the wrong ways.That slight smirk that once made her weak now only unsettled her.He looked like he didn’t have a single regret in the world.“Vera,” he said, voice low, controlled, as if they were still close. As if no time had passed.She didn’t say anything.She couldn’t.Her fingers tightened on the edge of the door, her body unmoving as her heart kicked hard against her ribs.Behind her, Asher stepped into view.And just like that… the past and the present collided.Vera’s mouth parted slightly, but still, nothing came out.Lucas hadn’t come to cause trouble.At least, that’s what he told himself when he stood outside Vera’s apartment, rehearsing the words he thought might bring her back.He would say her name. Say he missed her. That it had all been a mistake. That Camilla was never the one. That he had only
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Asher walked a little closer, his voice teasing. “What, scared I’ll steal your throw pillows?”“No,” she said quickly, eyes narrowing. “Just… shocked you’re not already breaking out in hives.”“I think I’m good.” He scratched at his arm dramatically. “No allergic reaction yet.”Vera rolled her eyes. “You’re impossible.”“But charming,” he added, taking a step closer.“That’s still up for debate.”“Where’s your closet?” he asked, peeking down the hallway.She smirked. “You want a closet too?”“Well, unless you’re planning on making me wear the same black T shirt every day like some tragic CEO cliché, I’ll need space.”“There is a drawer I haven’t touched since I moved in,” she said, half teasing, half panicking. “It might be hiding expired snacks and a broken hair straightener.”“I’ll take it.”She sighed dramatically. “You really are staying.”He reached for one of the bags and slung it over his shoulder. “Unless you’re kicking me out.”“I should,” she said under her breath, turning t
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Vera let out a soft, surprised laugh, the kind that made her cheeks warm. She rolled her eyes but couldn’t help the grin tugging at the corner of her lips.Vera: I’ll wear my finest potato sack.His reply came almost instantly.Asher: Sexy. Save it for later.She laughed again, shaking her head, the blush deepening on her cheeks. “You’re impossible,” she muttered, walking away from the kitchen to get ready.Twenty five minutes later, she had swapped her lazy look for a pair of casual linen pants and a tucked in tank top. Her hair was brushed, twisted into a soft braid that fell over her shoulder, and she wore light gloss and just a dab of mascara.Nothing heavy.She didn’t know why she cared so much about how she looked.She told herself it was just because he was coming over. Just because she didn’t want to look like a disaster. Not because his eyes lingered like they saw past everything.Not because when he smiled at her, it made her stomach twist in a way that was far too real.The
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Asher stood at the entrance of the upscale department store, hands shoved in his pockets as he took in the sprawling floors of endless options, rows of tailored shirts, shoes, colognes, and sleek minimalist signs pointing to various sections.He blinked once.Then twice.He had walked into multi million dollar mergers without batting an eye. Navigated cutthroat boardroom politics with the kind of ice in his veins that could send grown men scrambling for cover.But now?Now, standing in front of a wall of neatly folded sweaters in various shades of navy blue and black that looked suspiciously identical, Asher Donovan was stumped.“Why the hell are there six different kinds of white T shirts?” he muttered, picking up one only to find it labeled ivory with a price tag that looked like it should come with stock options.He sighed, moved to the next aisle, and promptly got lost in a sea of socks.He didn’t even wear socks this much.This was stupid.He needed clothes. Simple, functional, p
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The boardroom buzzed with anticipation the moment Asher stepped through the glass doors.The room, sleek, modern, and perched high above the skyline, was filled with some of the sharpest minds in the company.Executives, consultants, legal representatives.Normally, when Asher Donovan entered, the room would shift to dead silence, the kind reserved for storms waiting to strike. But this morning, the energy was… strange.Because Asher was smiling.It wasn’t wide or obvious, but it was there, the faint curve of his lips, the glint in his eyes, the relaxed way he adjusted the cuff of his navy shirt before settling into the head chair at the long, obsidian conference table.He didn’t immediately open his tablet or flip through the agenda. Instead, he leaned back, ankle over knee, fingers steepled under his chin as his gaze moved slowly across the room.Every executive exchanged looks, as if to confirm they weren’t imagining it.“Begin,” he said simply.The first presenter stood, slightly
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Vera sat up, hugging her knees to her chest, her thoughts quieting as her eyes flicked toward the window.The morning light had shifted slightly, casting soft lines across her hardwood floor. It was peaceful. Warm. Familiar.Just like he had been this morning.Her phone buzzed on the coffee table, pulling her from her reverie. She leaned forward, her pulse quickening for no reason as she picked it up. No new messages. Just a calendar reminder and a headline notification she didn’t care to read.Still, her thumb hovered for a second.She debated texting him. Something stupid. Something lighthearted like, You left your charm here, come pick it up.But she didn’t.Instead, she sank back into the couch and let the blush come, unbothered this time as it spread across her cheeks like the warmth he’d left behind hadn’t fully gone.Asher Donovan walked into Donovan Corp’s glass paneled lobby like a man with the entire city tucked neatly in his back pocket.He was in a navy shirt rolled up to
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Asher leaned against the counter beside her, watching her with a quiet curiosity that made her squirm a little.“What?” she asked, suspicious.“I’m just thinking,” he murmured, “how strange it is that I feel more at peace in your little apartment than I ever did in my own penthouse.”She blinked. “That’s because your penthouse is cold and sterile. Your coffee machine has more personality than your entire living room.”He smirked. “That’s not untrue.”“But also,” she added, more softly now, “maybe it’s not the apartment. Maybe it’s just you… choosing peace.”He didn’t reply to that. He only looked at her, eyes steady and a little unreadable, like he was trying to decide whether to kiss her or say something that would destroy the mood.He ended up doing neither.Instead, he exhaled, long and slow, then straightened up and gave her a rueful smile.“I should head to the office. I’ve already ignored two meetings this morning and I’m pushing it with a third.”Vera crossed her arms, leaning
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The silence between them was thick with something new, something that shimmered in the air like static, waiting to be sparked.Vera still hadn’t said the words, but Asher didn’t need them.She didn’t recoil. She didn’t mock. She didn’t run.Instead, she just stood there, watching him with those dark eyes of hers, wide with emotion, with uncertainty, with… something else he couldn’t quite name. But it was enough.So he stepped forward.No questions. No more talk.He simply opened his arms and pulled her gently into him.Vera froze at first, stunned by the sheer warmth of him, by how easily he wrapped around her like he was built to be there.His scent, a blend of something sharp and clean with that faint trace of his cologne, filled her nose, grounding her in the moment.His arms circled her back, strong and steady, yet so careful, as if afraid she might vanish if he held on too tightly.And maybe, for a second, she had wanted to.Because the safety in his embrace felt too real, too ov
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Asher rinsed his face, brushed his teeth with the minty toothpaste she wasn’t kidding about, and let the cold water wash away the grogginess of the night.When he came out a few minutes later, barefoot but looking ten times more awake, the scent of fresh coffee welcomed him like a promise.Vera glanced up from where she stood by the stove, spoon in hand. “So… how was your bathroom experience?”“Life changing,” he said solemnly, holding up the toothbrush she’d left out for him. “I’ve seen the light. Minty. Glorious. I may have to steal it after all.”Vera chuckled, setting the spoon down. “I’ll invoice you.”“Put it on my tab,” he said, slipping onto a stool at the kitchen island. “I’m starting to rack up quite the bill here.”She handed him a mug. “Right. One stolen toothbrush, two cups of coffee, and one night’s rent on the couch.”He took the mug from her, their fingers brushing briefly. “You forgot the emotional support services I provided. You definitely owe me for those.”Vera ti
