They were ready to set about their date.He reached to hold her hand but she moved away. Just because she was supporting him right now, it didn't mean everything was back to normal between them. It was clear he needed to keep working to win her back. But he didn't mind. He had at least managed to win back her trust. He will soon have her love too.Asher did feel a prick of disappointment but he ignored it. He helped her out of the car by holding her hands. Serena was a different person the moment she got out of the car. A sweet smile claimed her face as she gazed lovingly at Asher. "Thank you, husband," she reached on her tip-toe and planted a kiss on his cheek, jolting him to his bones. He couldn't breathe for a second. Dazed, he looked down at her. Smiling so innocently at him, the woman had no idea what her simple touches were doing to his starving body. Does she want him to take her right here, right now? Is that what she wants because that's what he would do if she continued to
"What?" he asked, sure his hormones were playing tricks on his ears. "Kiss me," Serena repeated for him, gazing gently into his eyes. After that, her eyes fluttered close in a silent plea for him to take the charge and devour her mouth to his liking. Her long dark lashes formed a crescent underneath her eyes. With a slight part of her full, pink lips, she beckoned him closer, stealing him of his breath. He loved it whenever she took the initiative. The air between them filled with an electric anticipation as Asher stared at her lips, enchanted. His own lips begging him to surrender to her invitation and surrender is what he did. Serena gasped, taken aback by the sheer force of his kiss as he slammed his mouth against hers- hard and rough. An electric shiver coursed through them, reaching up to their brain. He crushed his lips with his own, biting and sucking on them as if he had starved for her for million years. Serena was flattened against the tree, her tender breasts pressed tigh
"Do you know what these flowers symbolize?" he questioned, catching her attention from the bunch. He was again standing way too close to her, compelled by his heart. Serena shook her head as she didn't know. "They represents purity, strength, and resilience. It symbolizes our bond," he answered, smiling proudly. Serena brought her gaze back to the flowers, now seeing them in a new light- awed and impressed. "They are beautiful," she told him, affectionately caressing the tiny flowers. Asher stared at her with deep longing and love. Longing if unreciprocated is a curse. Serena clicked the picture of the flowers. Thank you for such a thoughtful gift, husband. These flowers indeed symbolize our marriage- strong and pure. I love you!She wrote under the picture and shared it on their social media. After that, she unblocked Shanice from her contacts and personally shared their pictures with her. It was a bitch move but she did it anyway. He loves me. He always did. That's al
Shanice dropped down on the couch as her knees gave away, Her eyes wide and full of disbelief. She couldn't believe what she was seeing."Shanice had it all set up. If you look closely her appearance is exactly like Mrs. Carter which in itself explains everything," a man assessed on the news. "What could be her intention?" the anchor asked, curious. "Maybe she wanted money from Mr. Carter and did it to blackmail him," the man assumed which made sens to the anchor. She switched channels and on every channel- the phone recording of her and her stooge was being played on repeat. "No..no..no," she murmured to herself, expression filled with horror. Is she dreaming? It has to be a dream. she pinched and slapped herself but to no avail. She was still here, watching random people question her character in front of the camera. Her eyes moistened over. It wasn't supposed to happen. Serena and Asher were supposed to break apart not this. She was still in disbelief, shaking like a leaf. Her
"To what do I owe the pleasure of your unwanted presence in my humble abode?" Serena questioned as soon as Shanice entered through the door, covered from head to toe. Serena smirked. Once the popular name, now couldn't even show her face in public. "Take your complaint back," Shanice told her in a cold voice, meeting her calm and cold gaze with a resentful glare. This time she didn't bother to hide her contempt for Serena. The hatred in her eyes was sharp enough to cut through flesh.Serena lifted her brow. Bold of her to assume that she would tell her and Serena would do it. "Wasn't it you who always used to say side with right no matter what? I am following your advice. What's wrong with that?" Serena walked towards her in casual, confident strides. Her voice didn't sound meek and full of gratitude that Shanice was used to hearing- it sounded confident and questioning. The change in her didn't sit well with Shanice. She gritted her teeth, not enjoying her bold stance. Her face
Serena was like a pet dog for Shanice who sat, stood, ate, and ran on her command. She had trained her well but it seemed money and a little pampering from Asher had gone to her head. She had begun to rebel now. She had begun to make a stand against her. And what happens to the bitches that rebel against their owner? They are put to death. Serena- the fucking bitch- needed to die.Serena was blanked out by the pointed tip of the blade that hurtled down towards her to rip her open. The suddenness of her move had stunned her to her core. As it drew near, she clenched her eyes close in fear and waited for the knife to spear through her but the impact never came. Instead, a deadly silence took over until a loud thud followed by an ear-piercing scream shattered it. Her eyes snapped open to Asher charging toward Shanice who was sitting against the wall, holding her head. She watched in shock as Asher yanked Shanice up by her hair and struck her hard right across her face. He was furious. "
Shanice's dad was one of the best lawyers in the world but he refused to take up her case after learning about her crimes. Shanice was crestfallen when she found out about his refusal. No matter what, her dad had never said no to her, he always had her back, after all, she was his prettiest princess. He can't abandon her like this. But the truth was too glaring to ignore. He didn't even come to see her or her mother. "And they said they are ashamed of you," her lawyer concluded hesitantly. Shanice's heart contorted in pain when she heard it. She used to be her dad's pride. This time she wasn't angry but just sad. She hated to be a disappointment. "No..my dad can never say this....you are lying," she mumbled, not wanting to believe it. Tears flowed down her eyes. The lawyer lowered her head, uncertain of how to respond. His client was apparently having a meltdown. Since the day the suicide letter came to the surface, more complaints were reported against her by her old victims.
Asher looked confused at first but when the word was processed in his mind, he smiled. "That's..that's great," he cheered, expression approving. Her smile widened. "Ayleen suggested. I was hesitant a little but now I think I will go for it," she stated, feeling more motivated after his encouragement. "Now you know why I only approve of Ayleen in your friend circle? She is the only one with her heart in the right place," he stated. "But her heart is on the left," Serena quipped. "What?" "You said in the "right place" but her heart is in "the left place." I mean not technically in left but inclining towards it," she told him innocently before cracking up. This was perhaps the first time she had laughed in so long. After their conversation, she was feeling lighter. "That was a bad one," Asher criticized before cracking into laughter himself. Her laughter was infectious and this garden had some magic of sorts, it always brought them together in mysterious way