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"I'll d..do it my..myself," she instinctively moved away from him. "Where is it, Pumpkin?" his voice held authority. Serena gulped and reluctantly pointed towards the bathroom. He instructed her to sit down in the chair before heading towards the bathroom to get the box. As he had commanded, she was in the chair, fiddling with her fingers in her lap. Her eyes were downcast, her lips slightly pouting and her shoulders were caved inward. Her stance was of a timid child. It brought a pang to his heart. He was too harsh with her. With a sigh, he kneeled in front of her prompting her to shift uncomfortably in her chair. Ignoring her nervousness, he reached a hand out and gently held her arm. "You need to restock your first-aid, Pumpkin. All the stuff is almost gone," he initiated softly, hoping to break the ice between them. He waited for her reply but she offered no response. He looked up to find her red-rimmed eyes concentrating on his hands that were bandaging her scratches. His un
Hauling his bag over one shoulder, Asher climbed down the stairs. He hoped no one was in the living area as he was in no mood to tolerate any taunt right now. But all his hope was dashed when he noticed his father and his stepmother lounging in the living room, having their morning tea. Ignoring them, he made his way towards the door. "Asher," his dad called, making him stop in his tracks. Asher reluctantly turned, cursing under his breath. With a neutral face, he met his dad's cold judgemental eyes. "How's your study going?" his dad got straight to the point. Asher wasn't surprised. That's how it was always. His dad had no concern for his wellbeing, all he cared was for his grades. "Good," Asher replied just as coldly. "Your mom said you are more focused on your phone messaging these days than your studies. You even came late yesterday," Thomas, his dad stated. Asher felt a surge of irritation. "What I do with my phone is none of your concern. And this bitching old hag is no
"Hey," Serena smiled at Amanda and Kimberly as she took her seat at the table. They were the only ones sitting at their table. The girls responded with a stiff smile before diving right back into whatever hushed conversation they were having, ignoring her presence altogether. Serena leaned back in her chair and let her eyes scan around the canteen. It wasn't the first time they had ignored her like this. They would treat her like a stranger in Shanice's absence. It seemed like they tolerated her in the group only because she was Shanice's best friend. The reason could be that she wasn't rich like them plus her tastes differed from theirs. It used to hurt her in the past but with time, she had gotten accustomed to it. "Hey," both the girls paused their conversation and chirped in unison when Shanice showed up. Serena turned her head in her direction. Shanice greeted them back and sat down. With her back straight and shapely legs crossed, her posture, like always, spoke of elegance and
She turned off the mixer and rushed to the stove to check the steaks. She quickly flipped the steak in the pan, causing a sizzling noise to hiss through the room. Her entire kitchen was a mess right now. Today was Thanksgiving. She had invited Asher over for dinner. This was the first time she had asked someone over. She have been super busy since morning. She started her day with grocery shopping then she cleaned her entire house and dusted the furniture. Even though her house isn't really big, cleaning took all her time. Before she knew it, it was already midday and her hands were hurting. But her enthusiasm was still intact.She had already decided on the menu for tonight. It consists of her and his favorites. Lasagna, pumpkin pie, butter chicken, noodles, and a few more. Her kitchen had never enjoyed so much attention before. Even though she was constantly working since morning, she didn't feel tired even a bit. Her excitement to have dinner with Asher surpassed everything else.
She was picking up the dishes from the counter when his footsteps followed her in. 'I'll help you," he stood beside her, scanning the bowls wondering which ones to grab when his eyes landed on pumpkin pie. A wave of happiness washed over him. "Whoa..you've made pumpkin pie?" he exclaimed, joyfully. "And lasagna too" she revealed shyly and turned to get to the table. He grabbed the remaining bowls and followed her to the table like a child. " You are the best, Pumpkin. And this is the best dinner night I've ever had," he declared already. Serena chuckled, indulging in his new side. He acts like a child when excited. "Well, at least taste the food first then decide," she suggested calmly.He quickly settled down in his chair and gazed upon her with childish anticipation as she served him food. Her movements fluid and graceful. She generously loaded his plate with his favorite Lasagna, she knew how much he liked it. Asher couldn't help but smile fondly at the sight of her, unconsci
"I usually sit here and gaze at the star-lit sky while having my coffee. I love stars," she disclosed, admiring the fireballs dotting the midnight sky. Asher also leaned against the wall and took a sip of his coffee. "What's so special about them? They are just stars," he replied, not understanding her fascination with them. Serena took a moment before answering. "They are mesmerizing but not because they shine. Ever wondered how much they endure to shine the way they do? They selflessly burn to illuminate their surroundings and decorate the night. Only special ones can be this selfless," she explained. Asher was once again captivated by her way of thinking. "Someone is very passionate about stars," he teased, enjoying their conversation. He liked having deep talks with her. Her thought process was unique- full of different colors. "No seriously. I mean....They have been here even when we were not here and they will continue to exist after we die. You getting right? Isn't it ama
Serena glanced up at the overcast sky and exhaled a loud sigh. It was going to rain soon. All the students and teachers were filing out of the building, rushing to their cars in an attempt to evade the rain. Just then the clouds roared deafeningly causing her to startle. She took some steps backward and wrapped her arms around herself to retain her warmth. It was turning colder. The school was all empty now. There was still no Trace of Shanice. Shanice had asked her to stay back as she wanted to see her after school. She didn't tell her why but Serena had agreed nonetheless. Now Serena was waiting for half an hour and she still had not arrived. The girl had this tendency of being fashionably late. Serena was used to it and never complained but the situation was different right now. She had a shift at the clinic and she was getting late for that. Clocking in late at work would mean clocking out late- Serena's neighborhood wasn't the safest for that- and that's why she always clocked i
Her face lit with a smile. The bus was taking forever to come. Henry had chosen the best time to show up. "Get inside," Henry waved her over. "Can you also drop Asher?" she shouted back with a hopeful tone. Henry shifted his gaze to Asher and his smile faltered upon meeting his hostile glare. The very evident scowl on his face was a clear indication of his strong dislike towards him. Henry for the life of him couldn't understand why. The bespectacled boy resembled a glowering lion ready to charge if his territory was threatened. And in this case, his territory was Serena. Henry quickly shifted his focus to Serena, avoiding any further confrontation with him. "Sure," he responded to her pleasure. As Serena approached his car with a smile, Asher quickly stopped her by tightly gripping her wrist. "The bus has arrived," he ground out lowly. Serena looked at him with confusion, but he didn't pay attention to her and instead kept his eyes on Henry. Serena opened her mouth to speak
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