It looks like Shanice is winning, guys. What do you think?
The night was a dreamy one. Her bow-shaped lips curved into an endearing smile as soft fluffs of wind began flirting with her long, loose hair. As she smiled, the night turned brighter. Her innocent gaze was following the moon as it constantly drifted through the heavy chunks of cloud. A golden halo surrounded the celestial globe. Sometimes the gigantic clouds would completely swallow the poor orb, leaving no trace of it. And every time it disappeared behind the layers, she would patiently wait for it to come out and light up the jet-ink sky once more with its divine light. She didn’t own a halo like the moon, but she was no less divine. Her angelic aura was her halo. She was sitting at the edge of the pond with water reaching the middle of her legs. She drew a deep breath and inhaled the sweet aroma of night jasmine. Her husband had them planted especially for her as they were her favorites. The entire garden was swarming with them. He had planted them with his own hands and buil
His hands fell away from her. The color drained out of his face."I am not a la..ladder you can use to gggget to Shanice," Tears rolled down her cheeks as she gritted out in passionate resentment. Her lips quivering, her heart breaking into a million pieces all over. Asher took a desperate step towards her but Serena backed away, not wanting to be near him. "I..I thought you are diff..different but you are jjjust like all those boys who uuused me to get cccloser to Shanice. No, you are worse than them. They..they just broke my hhhhheart but you..you broke ME, Asher," she cried out. Asher was crestfallen. "You knew I li..liked you. Ddidn't you?" Serena questioned, agony and vulnerability evident in her every word. She was tired of being used and used by others for her friend. Can't they all see it hurts her too?She was such a fool to think that she could ever have Asher fall for her. Of course, he wanted Shanice, it makes so much sense now. He always had his eyes on the best of
"No," Asher refused in a strict tone, daring her to disobey him. "You are no one to decide for me," she shot back, her voice tinged with resentment. Now that she knew the truth, his dominance, his possessiveness was only irking her. Earlier, she didn't mind his possessiveness because deep down in her heart she was hopeful that his jealousy, his possessiveness stemmed from his hidden love for her that he wasn't able to recognize yet. But now that she had uncovered the truth, it only made her feel like a plaything that he thinks he could control. Asher crossed the space between them and stood in front of her, all determined to stop her if she tried to leave this house, to leave him. "I am your husband," his gaze bore down on her. They were not in some superficial relationship that she can withdraw from any time she wanted, they were married- for better and for worse. He was her husband, her life partner. She was bound to him and she will stay with him. Her gaze sharpened at him
Serena picked up a photo from the nightstand. It was their wedding photo. A candid shot and her second favorite, after their kissing picture. In it, they were dancing, lost in each other's embrace. She was standing on his shoes to minimize their height difference as they danced. Her face was heavenward as she laughed with pure, unbridled joy whereas Asher was staring down at her with an adoring smile on his face. They looked so happy, so carefree.How did he fake so much affection? She wiped away her tears and put the picture back on the nightstand. It didn't belong with her any longer. After packing her bag, she made her way out of her room. Tonight she is going to stay in a hotel and tomorrow, she'll see what she has to do. As she was climbing down the stairs, she saw Asher perched- hunching over the couch like a defeated man- in the living area with his back on her.As soon as he heard her footsteps, Asher stood up and turned towards her. Her facade of indifference slipped slight
Before his lips could meet hers, Serena raised her hand between them. "I don't need your confession in charity, Asher," she criticized him, feeling more irritated. Does he think that she is so naive that she would believe his lie?Asher was wounded by her outright dismissal of his feelings. "It's not charity, Pumpkin. I mean it. I do love you," he beseeched her in earnest, close to getting down on his knees and begging her if she didn't believe him. Yes, he made mistakes in the past, he used her and he regretted that more than she can imagine but now things had changed. His constant lies were frustrating Serena to no end. His confession was only hurting her more and more. "We love only once and..and you've confessed your love to Shanice already. I saw the letter, Asher. Don't lie anymore," she retorted, losing her patience with this man and his lies.Asher was baffled. It was too many shocks to handle for him at once. Serena had overwhelmed him with her accusations. Just a few
Serena plumped down on her bed, incinerated with rage. How dare he? What does he think of himself? She had never even imagined one day Asher would blackmail her. Why does he always have to force his authority over her every damn time? Back in school too- he let his "beloved" do whatever she desired but whenever it came to her, he would dominate her as though she wasn't some living being but his possession that he needed to keep under his thumb. She was a fool to think it was his way of protecting her from evil. Her grudging thoughts were interrupted when her phone rang. She quickly wiped away her tears to glance at the screen. It was an unknown number. She accepted the call and pressed the phone to her ear. "Hello?" she said. "Ren. It's me, Shanice. You've been avoiding my messages and calls so I....""Shameless bitch. Stop with your act, you hypocrite. I know you give no fuck about me. You just wanna know if I am still alive or have died after the venom you spewed into my life. I
Serena woke up to his familiar scent. Smiling, she inhaled deeply and snuggled more into his warm, broad chest. His mouth trailed along her forehead, peppering soft kisses. She moaned in weak protest and reached up with her hand to cover his mouth. He kissed the center of her palm. She lifted her face and looked up at him groggily. "Good morning, sweetheart," he mumbled against her palm, returning her gaze with boundless affection. Her lips spread into a lazy smile. But the memories rushed back, causing her smile to freeze before vanishing altogether. Asher's smile dropped too and anxiety took over him.Serena recoiled from his hold as though he wasn't worthy of her touch before bolting up and leveling him with a glare. "I don't like it when you touch me. So do not lay your hand on me ever again," she scowled at him. Hurt flickered in Asher's eyes. She was being cruel. Throwing the comforter away, she got off the bed and went into the bathroom. Asher leaned against the bedpost and
Just when their lips were about to be touched, he paused. Overcome by nervousness, Serena inhaled a deep breath, his intoxicating scent tantalizing her nerves. His eyes moved between her eyes and mouth suggestively. "Not like my touch?" he questioned in a sensual whisper, drawing her attention to his very kissable lips. Her mouth unconsciously parted in subtle appreciation as she stared at the smooth curve of his lips. Primal desire surged within her. A part of her wanted him to eliminate all distance between them. With great effort, she tore her gaze away from his lips to his eyes. Her husband known for his cold demeanor had suddenly transformed into a determined seducer. The indecent glint in his eyes made it difficult for her to breathe. She was so charmed by his seduction that she didn't even realize when he removed her hands from her clothed breasts. It was lost on her as to when he reached behind her back and unhooked her bra all the while holding eye contact with her. It was
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