"How is it?" Serena held up a gown to her friend and waited for her opinion. Shanice shifted her gaze over to the gown and was awestruck. It was a blue shimmery gown with a sweetheart neckline and a slit on the side. Despite its revealing nature, the silk oozed class. Shanice eyes turned wide in disbelief when she recognized the design. "Is it Luigi Mancini?" she asked before snatching the gown from Serena and examining it closely. She was searching for the famous label. Mancini was a legendary name in the fashion industry. But despite being the biggest name, he owned only a store in Italy where he made clothes only for a few selected people. His creations were worth millions and Shanice was a big fan of Mancini's designs. She had even tried to contact him a few times, requesting him to design a gown for her, and in exchange she would endorse him but the man had declined each time. "Yes. He had sent me some gowns a few months ago. Very nice man, very grounded," Serena explained t
The world around faded for him. Sucking in a shaky breath, Asher made his way toward the woman who had caught his eyes at once. He resembled a moth drawn to a flame. He wasn't prepared for this, not even in the least. Words could never do justice to her beauty, no ode or sonnet or poem were expressive enough to describe the extent of her charm. He clenched, unclenched his hand, trying to tame the swirl of desire that was surging within him, after making eye contact with this enchantress. A knowing smirk grew across her face, a triumph glint in her eyes. This wicked woman knew she had him, that he was powerless to resist her charm. If he had his senses working, he would have acted unaffected but the fog of desire had clouded his mind. Her exquisite sweet scent hit him first when he got into her private space. His eyes sank into hers, silently conveying the condition of his heart to her. Everyone gaped at him in shock as he leaned in and pressed an ardent kiss on the woman's mouth.
"Finally you took notice," Shanice taunted, hiding her bitterness behind her charming smile. Asher didn't share her mirth nor he looked overjoyed to see her. A hard expression fell across his face and his eyes narrowed slightly as he stared down at her. It looked as though he was trying to read her mind, to look into her soul. Shanice's smile shrunk when she couldn't find an ecstasy or excitement in his eyes. "She came today only," Serena interrupted them, grinning ear to ear. Asher averted his gaze from Shanice to see his wife. A small frown shadowed his brows. "She will stay with us for some days," Serena added. Asher glanced back at Shanice. His pointed gaze cutting through her. "Of course, the door to our house is open for all your friends..... as long as they are good guests," Asher emphasized in the last part, sending a clear warning to the woman standing in front of him. The malice underlying his words sent a chill down her spine Shanice's spine. She was shocked. He was t
"Shanice, try Cinnamon rolls. I've made them, especially for you since you like them a lot," Serena nudged the tray towards her. "That's so sweet, Rena. But I am avoiding Sugar," Shanice said, making a sorry face. "Not even one?" Serena asked, her face withering in disappointment. She had woken up earlier than usual to make them for her.Shanice shook her head, "sorry." "No problem," Serena smiled despite feeling disheartened. Asher noticed the dejection hiding behind her facade. He reached out with his hand. "Give them to me," Asher snatched the tray from her hand and placed it in front of him. He picked one and chomped down on it. Serena gave him a surprised look. "Are you going to eat them all?" she asked, eyes flickering between the plate and him in confusion. "Yes," Asher confirmed with a nod while chewing on it. He wouldn't let her hard work go in vain. Serena was quick to realize what he was doing. She couldn't help but smile at her adorable husband. "You don't have to
Serena was in her bedroom, staring at the jewelry boxes in front of her, wondering which one to wear. She was getting ready for Kim's son's birthday party. Even though she had no will and energy to attend any party after her late night shift, she knew she had to make an appearance. Asher had outrightly refused to attend the celebration. But one of them had to be social and maintain relationships. He, for some reason, wasn't fond of her friends either. He hadn't said it outrightly but she had felt the vibes. The only person he liked among her friends was Ayleen. Her thoughts were interrupted by the opening of the door. "You ready?" Shanice asked as she entered her room. She was wearing a plain black bodycon dress that hugged her curves perfectly. "Yeah, almost," Serena replied, before picking up a necklace of ruby from its box and draping it around her neck."Wow. This necklace is a stunner. Where did you get it from?" Shanice asked curious, moving closer. "Asher bought it for me
A wave of anger washed over Asher when he spotted tear tracks on her cheeks. He strode towards her in quick, long strides and held her face up to examine her eyes. As he gazed into her red-rimmed eyes, his jaw clenched tight with vexation. She had been crying. "Who made you cry?" he demanded in a dangerous tone. Who dared to hurt Asher Carter' wife? He will rip the person responsible for her tears to shreds. Serena couldn't help but feel even more horrible after seeing his concern for her. She launched herself in his arms and let it loose. Asher quickly held her, confused as to why she was crying like this. "What happened, sweetheart," he cooed in her all the while stroking her back. Serena shook her head against him but said nothing. Asher was growing anxious with each moment. He couldn't understand what happened to his sunshine."Baby, you are worrying me now," he whispered, feeling restless. Every tear she shed felt like a stab to his heart. He hated it when she cried like thi
He put on his shirt and trousers to go and check what was wrong with her tap. Before leaving, he walked over to sleeping Serena. Leaning over, he gently pulled her arm from underneath her with a shake of his head. This woman does gymnasium in her sleep and then complains about her aching arms and legs in the morning. After making sure she was tucked in from all sides, he pulled the cover up to her chin and planted a soft kiss on her forehead."I'll be quick," he whispered, nudging his nose with hers. He didn't know in which guest room Shanice was staying but as far as he knew his wife, he was certain she had allotted him the best of all. The room was lit too, confirming his doubt. He stood in front of the door and knocked on it. Hardly a moment had passed when the door opened and Shanice appeared. She was drenched from head to toe. Her see-through nighties barely hid anything. She smiled her most charming smile at Asher and tucked a strand behind her ear, expecting him to check her o
Serena was looking for Asher everywhere and finally found him in his mom's room, sitting on the floor with his legs crossed, surrounded by his mom's belongings. Serena leaned against the doorframe and watched him as he gently caressed each of his mother's possessions with a serene expression on his face. Serena was captivated by him. Taking advantage of his oblivion, she quietly took out her phone and snapped a picture of him. He was so lost in his own world that he couldn't sense her presence. Smiling, she pushed off the doorframe and approached him. When she was close enough, she crouched down and hugged him from behind. "I was looking for you," she kissed the side of his forehead and murmured. He gently brought her forward by holding her hand on his lap. A tender look in his eyes as he gazed down at her. She responded with a sweet smile. "Thank you," his voice was heavy with emotions. If not for her, he would have lost his mother's belongings for good. She was a thoughtful an