A frown settled upon his brows as he assessed her look for today. She was descending the stairs, donning a tight gray mini-dress. The fabric hugged her curves like second skin and exposed her cleavage. The line of his mouth tightened in strong disapproval. The dress was revealing and he didn't like it. "Is that what you are wearing for the meeting? What about the dress I gave you?" he couldn't hide his irritation. "I donated that to a church. And yes, I am wearing it today. Felt like changing my style a bit," she replied casually. Her mouth curved into a triumphant smirk when she caught a familiar tick in his jaw as he reassessed her appearance. His gaze lingered on her low neckline and his brows furrowed deeper at the sight of her cleavage. "You can't wear it. We are going to a meeting, not some party," he asserted, barely able to control himself."I am the owner of Sera Enterprises. I can wear a party dress to a meeting and make others do the same if I want to. No one can ques
She gulped down the last bottle of alcohol but nothing was helping douse the inferno exploding within her. She was sitting on the floor with her back against the wall, her legs stretched out.She was angry. Mad angry. He almost killed her for that moocher. He compared her to that ugly fucking tramp. She confessed her love to him and he humiliated her. She was better than Serena in every fucking way then how could he turn her away for that worthless bitch? Shanice was hurt. Asher had hurt her really bad this time, he had wounded her ego. But Shanice wasn't the one to sit back and do nothing. She will have her revenge. Serena had called her a homewrecker, didn't she? She will destroy her home in the worst possible way. Her resentment for Serena and Asher had reached the point where she had no regard for the consequences anymore. She knew she was going to go down anyway but she will take them down as well. "You will regret it, Asher Carter. You will fucking regret rejecting me," she thu
Being the wife of a business tycoon comes with its own set of responsibilities, one of them being an ever-ready host. One of Asher's business partners from overseas was coming over for dinner tonight. Serena was used to hosting such dinners by now but it would be a lie if she said they had stopped giving her jitters. As the guests were from China, she chose to wear a qipao dress for the occasion. She had done minimum makeup and was now applying gloss to her lips when a message flashed on her screen. We are hereThe message read. It was from an unknown number which wasn't unknown to her anymore. After reading the message, she hastened towards her window and caught his car rolling in through the main gate. Returning to the mirror, she gave herself a once over. Once she was satisfied with her appearance, she quickly made her way out of her room. Asher strolled in through the door with a couple trailing behind him. A gentle smile spread across Serena's face as she made her way toward
The last night incident had weakened her resolve. She felt confused. "Mrs. Li told me everything," Serena started and paused to gauge his reaction. Asher lifted his gaze from the plate to her. A hint of nervousness flickered across his well-composed features as he patiently waited for her reaction. "Thank you," she added, meaning it. Talking to Mrs. Li had indeed helped her anxiety. Her pregnancy struggles were just like her and to know that she had succeeded in the end had filled her with optimism and encouragement. The woman was a beacon of positivity and had also shared some tips to boost her fertility. The conversation had been a source of comfort for her. A pleased smile broke onto Asher's lips. "Mr. Li has invited us to visit them in their hometown someday," Asher informed her. Serena nodded. Mrs. Li had also said the same thing."Asher," Serena called him from behind as he sauntered towards another car to leave for work. Asher stopped. Serena-overcame by a sense of hesit
"Asher is mine and that's all you need to know," Serena replied solemnly. "He is not yours. He will never be yours. Asher is mine. He chose me not you. You are his second choice. A second, forced, useless choice. You imposed yourself on him. You think you two would be together if you hadn't proposed to him? He never had any plans to be with you. You are just a burden. You can't even give him a child. He is....," Serena disconnected the call, not wanting to hear her vicious talk anymore. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she sank to the floor. She wasn't strong enough to withstand so much venom.Second choice. Imposed. Compromise. These words kept ringing in her head, making her feel more and more miserable. ...........Asher returned home early today. Enough with this waiting game. He can't do this any longer. Tonight he was going to make a move. He hoped she would not refuse him. He was tired of touching himself every night. He found her on the balcony, staring off into the sky.
It was one of those moments in his life where he felt utterly lost. His marriage was falling apart, the woman he can't live without was slowly drifting away from him and he wasn't able to do a fucking thing. He felt so helpless, so fucking desperate. Just what does he need to do to make her believe him? Why was she being so cruel? Why can't she just give him a chance? Just one chance. Is it too much to ask? He wished he could go back in time and set everything right. One mistake and he was on the verge of losing everything he treasured. He can lose anything but Serena. He can't lose her. He just can't. He felt suffocated, hurt- so much hurt. The fear of losing her gnawing at his heart. He knew he wouldn't be able to live without her if she ever decided to leave him. She was his reason for being. No force in this world can tear them apart. She can wallow in self-pity as much as she wants, she can hurt him too but he won't let her leave him. She was bound to him till eternity. "I w
"More than the fact that he used you, I think you are hurting more because of the fact that he didn't choose you first," Ayleen concluded. She turned away from the window and towards her. The mist had begun to dissipate after sunrise.Serena's mouth tightened in a thin line. She didn't respond, further affirming her assumption. "It's true, isn't it?" Ayleen asked, already knowing the answer. She made her way towards Serena and stood behind her. Ayleen lived two hours away from their home but when tonight Serena had called her and she heard her distressed voice, she drove all the way to here. The woman in front of her was nothing like her friend. This woman looked hopeless, depressed, and tormented. "I ever wanted only one thing from my life. To be my man's first and only choice. So yes, it did hurt me when I learned I am not his first choice" Serena replied, for the first time admitting that she was indeed hurt because he didn't choose her first. Does she not deserve to be a first
"He had his heart fixated on you right from the beginning, only it took him some time to realise it. Remember Henry? Who stopped talking to you all of a sudden? We met in a conference a few years ago where he told me that Asher had threatened him against ever even talking to you. A friend does that? Remember every guy who approached you in high school were suddenly ignoring you the next day? It was your husband's doing. He couldn't even bear to see another boy within a 60-mile radius of you. A friend is never this possessive," Ayleen had astounded her with this eye-opening revelation. She had her blown away. "Asher did that?" she questioned in disbelief. He never mentioned anything like this to her. When did this even happen? He was going around threatening other boys for her and she never got a whiff of it? If that was true, then she was ignorant as fuck in high school. Things were happening around her and she remained blissfully oblivious to them. As for Henry, she indeed had sense