Serena waited but Asher didn't come to the class today as well. She scowled internally thinking back to yesterday when he made her study continuously for three hours. Now he was skipping classes without a care. He doesn't seem serious for someone who keeps telling her to study as exams are approaching. As she was headed towards her next class, someone gripped her wrist and pulled her inside the room. Her back hit a hard surface. Before she could scream, a hand clamped down on her mouth. She bit down hard into the palm. "Ouch," Asher hissed, immediately removing his hand from her mouth. Serena recognized his voice and swiftly turned to see his face screwed in pain. "Asher? Why did you do that?" she scolded him. She clutched her chest, beneath which her heart was racing miles per second. "And where were you? You didn't even attend the class?" she demanded, sounding annoyed. "I went somewhere," he offered a vague reply. She furrowed her brows at him."Where?" she asked. Asher frow
Tom's palm met Asher's cheek in a resounding slap. A small pool of blood oozed from the cut on his cheek caused by his ring. Asher balled his hands into tight fists in an attempt to keep himself from returning the gesture. Initially, when his dad used to beat him, he would wrap around his legs and beg for mercy. He would apologize even when he wasn't wrong. The little boy just wanted his dad's affection. He wanted him to love him like he loved Ashton. But his dad never showed him mercy, much less love. He would beat him until he fainted. Sometimes Asher felt that his dad wanted him to die. Too bad, death didn't want him either. "I will not have you ruin my reputation," Mr. Carter asserted with another striking slap causing his face to whip the other side. His brows knitted as he heard a ringing in his ear. He wasn't allowed to dwell much on it as Tom seized his chin and jerked his face towards him. "Why did you mangle Clark's car?" Tom demanded in a venom-laced tone. Tom's
The moon above bore witness as the girl selflessly gave all her warmth to the boy and took in all his despair. She soaked up every drop of melancholy he oozed and glowed from within- brighter than the moon itself. She let him as he pulled her closer and closer- nearly suffocating her- greedy for more of her warmth. She possessed a healing aura. A soothing, calming aura like that of rain. She had the ability to calm the most frantic of hearts with her presence alone. And only she owned it in this whole world. Maybe that's why he came to her of all the places, craving her soothing aura. He could already feel the chaos inside him slowly receding. He felt all those demonic thoughts retreating to the obscured pit of his mind. He didn't wish to kill anyone anymore. He was basking in peace. She calmed his chaos- like rain to the wildfire. After a long while, he decided to release her. He appeared calmer now but embarrassed too for displaying his vulnerable side to her. When he finally li
"I showed your gift to my friends and they liked it too," Serena revealed to Asher as they walked together towards their class. "Really? What did they say?" Asher pried. "Mendy and Kim couldn't stop awing at it and Shanice...well, she was totally stunned. Her eyes nearly bugged out as though she had seen some ghost," Serena giggled as she recalled Shanice's expression. The girl had looked so comical. Asher smirked. So she recognized it. "Did she say anything?" Asher asked a perk in his tone now. "Yes. She said it's pretty," the guileless girl revealed. Asher nodded, smirking in triumph. .............It's staggering how quickly time flies. It felt like only yesterday when she had met Shanice for the first time and now she was helping her pack her bags. Shanice was leaving their small town for LA with Reed tomorrow. She was flying out to live her dreams. And while Serena was happy for her, she was a little sad too. She hated goodbyes. "I am going to miss you," Serena felt te
Serena assessed his appearance and couldn't help the line of concerns that creased her face. He was drenched in rain from tip to toe, his eyes bloodshot, jaw clenched. He looked like a mess. "What's wrong?' she asked in concern. He stared at her for a whole minute, debating internally. She was dying to know the cause of his condition. "Can I stay here with you for a few days?" he questioned, sounding embarrassed. Serena was taken aback by his request. It was then her eyes caught the sight of his backpack which he was holding in his hand. Her concern grew but she bit her tongue on it. She nodded and sidestepped for him to get in. Raindrops trailed behind him as he walked in with his head downcast. "I'll get the towel," she stated and disappeared inside her room to get it. Asher dropped the bag to the floor and raked a hand through his wet hair. Even the rain couldn't douse the inferno of rage hissing through his brain. Serena came back with a towel in his hand. "Here," she nudg
Serena set down the box on the study table in front of him. Asher paused scribbling in his diary. His gaze flickered to the box and then he glanced up at her in confusion. She was standing over him with a beaming smile on her face. She motioned for him to open the box. He reached out a hand and opened it only to find a pair of glasses sitting inside. It looked very much like his earlier glasses but with an expensive touch to it. "You liked them?" she asked in a hopeful tone. Asher raised his gaze to her. Her smile faltered upon seeing his bothered expression. "How much did it cost you?" he enquired with a frown on his face. "Not as much as you think. The storekeeper is a regular to our clinic so I had them at a discount," she lied with a shrug to not make him feel bad. Asher sighed."Serena, I don't want you to splurge on things..""It's not splurging, Asher. It's a basic necessity. You needed them.," she said with a reassuring smile. He would never say it out loud but she knew he
Asher pulled into the driveway of his dad's house and leaned back in his seat, taking a deep breath. He looked nervous. Serena put a hand on his arm, prompting him to look her way. Like always, she exuded positivity and warmth. "Let's get it over with," she gave him a reassuring smile. Asher responded with a stiff nod and turned to open his door. Serena mimicked his action and got down the truck she had borrowed from her friend. Her eyes swept over the house situated in front of them. It was an ordinary mid-sized house with a small lawn in the front. "Come," Asher said and started towards the main door. Serena fell in line behind him. It would be a lie to say she wasn't nervous. Her first encounter with his dad was still fresh in her mind. His judgemental gaze, the sheer contempt in his tone, his denigrating statements- she remembered them all and wasn't looking forward to facing them again. But how could she let Asher walk into that hell all alone? Asher had initially refused to
Flames of anger licked through Asher when he saw his father stalking towards Serena. He swept in between them and seized Tom's filthy hand mid-air before they could even touch Serena's sacred aura. "Don't you dare," he ground out while brutally squeezing Tom's wrist. Their eyes locked in a silent battle of will. "You imbecile," she exclaimed from afar, too scared to get near. "Leave your dad's hand," her appalled voice cut through the tension that hung in the air. Asher ignored her remark and continued to stare down at his father, his rage evident in his eyes. The air around them was heavy and thick with the weight of their confrontation. It had turned downright vicious. "I should have killed you the day you were born," Tom hissed. Asher kept his face neutral. He refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing him hurting. "Raise your hand on her again and I will rip this whole arm off your body," Asher warned him in a cold and exact tone. He released his hand with a jerk, stil
Four Years Later After finishing her shift, Serena returned home only to find Asher singing Brianna a lullaby and rocking her gently to sleep. Dream sweet dreams for me Dreams sweet dreams for you...... Her lips curved into a smile as she leaned against the doorframe and watched him lulling their daughter to sleep. Soon tears welled up in her eyes as she realised how perfect their life was going. Bree was lost in her dreamland but it seemed Asher was not ready yet to part from her so he kept singing and rocking her. Wiping away her tears, she walked inside letting him sense her presence. Asher turned around. His eyes lit up when he saw her. "She is asleep," she told him, smiling. His features softened. "I know," he replied. He just didn't want to let go of her. "How was the work?" he asked as he laid little Bree in her cradle. "Same usual," she answered, watching him. "How was your day," Serena asked. She felt so lucky to have Asher. He was working from home for over a
The verdict was out. Shanice was sentenced to 16 years in prison for all her crimes. Her career, her life was over. Mr. Cooper broke the news to Asher. Asher felt bad for Mr. Cooper but chose not to pick on his wounds. He thanked the attorney and invested in his firm generously for his help as Mr. Cooper refused to accept a fee from him. After wrapping up his meeting with him, Asher picked up his book on parenting and resumed reading. He leaned back in his chair, put on his glasses, and got to work. The word "excitement" did not measure up to what he was feeling. His wait was almost over. In just a few days, he would be a dad. He will be holding his own child in his arms. It just felt unbelievable. If ten years ago someone had told him that one day his life would be full of joy, happiness, and laughter, he would have beaten the shit out of them for mocking him. His life had taken such a beautiful turn. It was all because of his sweet angel. Serena. She was the source of his happine
Their body moved together in melodious harmony, pushing and pulling like a magnet. Asher grabbed her face close and deepened their kiss. Saliva dripped down the corner of their mouth, their eyes closed but their senses hyperaware. He could taste passion on her tongue and by God, he was hooked. The lashing of her tongue against his sent thousands of volts of current down his veins. No matter how many times he fuck her, it was still not enough. He craved their proximity like a man craves oxygen. Her sweet moans, feeble gasps, and innocent response fed his insatiable hunger for her. Time stood still as they explored each other's bodies, their connection growing deeper with every passing moment. Those wet sounds turning louder with his every vigorous stroke. Breaking the kiss, he buried his face into the crook of her neck. Her ass was perched on her study desk and he was standing between her thighs. The day after tomorrow was her viva and instead of studying, here she was indulging in ca
Serena learned morning sickness isn't limited to the morning only. It continued all day long and on top of that, she had also developed a strong aversion to non-vegetarian food which meant Asher couldn't enjoy them either. Her hormones were like a roller coaster, constantly shooting up and down, affecting her mood. Asher was having a hard time keeping up with her mood swings. One moment she would be laughing, and the next, she would be crying like a baby, leaving Asher utterly confused.The doctor had warned him beforehand about her coming mood swings. She said pregnancy does it to women and more so in her case as her body was working extra hard to keep the baby. He had not expected it to be this bad when the doctor had told him that it would be "bad." The other day she kicked him out of their room only because he fell asleep before her. He had to take refuge in the guest room that night. Her temper is always at the boiling point but what bothered him the most was her physical distre
"You don't have to go," Asher tried to dissuade Serena from accompanying him to the court. He was reluctant to take her along as he didn't want Shanice's evil eyes to touch her or their baby. Serena firmed the knot of his tie and angled her head up to meet his eyes. He was looking down at her with concern. "You are worrying for nothing. No harm can touch me as long as you are by my side," she reassured him. She didn't believe in herself as much as she believed in him. She had no concern for her safety for she knew Asher wouldn't let anything happen to her or their baby. Besides, Shanice would be in shackles. There is no way for her to inflict harm on them. And Serena was done being in the background."You've already made up your mind, haven't you?" he questioned with a sigh. Serena's smile widened in response."Yes. I am coming," she chirped, giving a light pat on his chest. ......Mr. Cooper was already at the court when they arrived. The color had returned on his face but it had
Serena woke up to something wet trailing down her neck. Even in a half-asleep state, she recognized his soft yet possessive touch. A moan escaped her mouth as she tried to scoot away only to be pulled back into the safety of is embrace. His arms were coiled around her, keeping her closer. She had missed a morning like this. A sense of serenity washed upon her.Her eyes fluttered open, greeted by the sight of a clear, blue sky from the window. The wet sensation was now replaced by ticklish fluff of kisses. She gazed out at the clear sky all the while savoring the feel of his lips against her skin. As he had shattered the door, nothing was stopping the chilly gusts from invading the room. The curtains caught in the breeze fluttered and billowed. However, they remained shielded by the covers- naked and tangled beneath it. "Good Morning," he breathed hotly against her skin, causing her to shiver in delight. His bedroom voice was a huge turn-on. What felt like an eternity, she was finall
In a blink, Asher was in front of her. Before she could comprehend anything, he gripped her hair in a vice-like grip, forced her face up, and slammed his mouth against hers. Biting and nibbling, he mauled her soft flesh with his brutal kiss. He sank his teeth into her sweet flesh, causing blood to ooze. Now that felt like a bloody kiss. The kiss was so brutal yet so intense that she couldn't help but feel delirious. His hand pulled taut on her hair, eliciting moans from her, the sound intertwining with their passionate kiss. Asher devoured her mouth with an insatiable hunger as though he was an addict and her sweet juicy lips were his drug. His free hand went around and unhooked her bra with a sense of urgency. He needed to get rid of all these clothes between them. Impatient for her touch, he seized her wrist and made her rub his bulge through the fabric. An animalistic grunt tore from his throat at her first caress. His cock had suffered the most after his heart during their separ
An idea occurred to Serena, causing a mischievous glint to enter her eyes. Asher oblivious to the little plan brewing in her mind continued to smoke with his back on her. The familiar scent of tobacco surrounded him. It was after a very long time he was smoking. He wouldn't lie one of the reasons he was smoking right now was to vex her. She didn't like him smoking. The air outside was chilling but as the tobacco bled into his veins, he didn't feel it as bad as it was. A rustling noise from inside caught his attention, causing his ears to perk up. Curious, he turned around only to discover she had pulled aside all the curtains from the glass walls that separated the balcony from the room. He located her at the end of the wall, carrying a suggestive glint in her eyes as she drew aside the last curtain. Asher raised his brows in skepticism, her body language felt different. She coyly bit down on her lip and started walking backward, maintaining their eye contact. On her way, she turn
"Did you write it with your blood?" she asked in disbelief, her eyes bulging out of her sockets. Asher grinned proudly."Yes," he answered. Serena raised her gaze to him. Seeing no expectant smile on her face, his own grin shrunk. "Are you a kid? Why would you do this?" she asked, baffled. Kids do these kinds of stuff in school. What happened to his rationality?A frown settled over his lips. "You wanted it," he answered, unsure why she was unhappy. Didn't she want him to write a letter to her? It had taken him a lot of effort to write it. He literally spilled his blood for it. This wasn't the reaction he was hoping for. His answer set her off. She narrowed her eyes at him. "When did I ask you to write me a letter with your blood?" she snapped, leaving Asher with no defense. Asher was still confused as to why she was focusing on unnecessary stuff and not reading the letter. She looked down at his hand and seized it. With a long sigh, she upturned his hand to find a bandaid on his