"You fought?" it was more like a statement than a question. Asher's eyes widened a fraction before he broke their eye contact and returned his focus to the laptop's screen. "Why do you care?" he asked in a dismissive tone and leaned over the desk by putting his hands on either side of it. Eyes on the screen. Serena was distracted by the cord of veins trailing down his strong muscular arms. He didn't know she was weak for his veiny arms. They indescribably hot for her. "You had promised that you would not fight again," there was a hint of annoyance in her voice as she reminded him. She didn't want him to fight no matter what the circumstances were. She didn't want him to lose his focus and slip back into the vicious trap. She was here for this. She was here to make sure they had a roof over their head and food on their plate while he was supposed to concentrate only on his aim. "I did. But I needed money," he shrugged as though it wasn't a big deal. But for Serena, it was a big
His deep, magnetic voice sounded even deeper in this quiet, dark hall- heavy with authority but at the same carried a softness as he called her. Serena ignored him no matter how attractive his voice was. No matter how attractive he was to her. She kept her head down, allowing her hair to veil her face from him. He walked around the bench to where she was sitting. Her breath began to lose its steadiness as he sat down beside her. In a petty act of defiance, she scooted further away from him not even wanting to inhale his intoxicating scent. But Asher was undeterred. He scooted closer- even closer than before. Irritation flared within her. She shifted further only to have him shift closer until he was almost touching her now. His stubbornness was frustrating her. Why he was even here? He wanted to go, she told him he could go then why was he still bothering her? She was now sitting on the edge of the bench and he was right beside her. She was contemplating standing up when suddenly
His heart was flapping wildly like a bird taking its first flight into the sky. The thrill was the same, the longing just as intense. The desire to feel her mouth against his own had intoxicated his brain and he couldn't resist pressing his lips onto hers. Her soft, warm lips were just beckoning him to claim them. Their mouth met for the first time and for the first time, he felt fireworks exploding within him. It was just a small peck and he already felt it warming him to his soul. Serena froze in shock as he took his liberty with her. She had not expected this.He pecked her lips before slowly inching away and gauging her reaction. Her eyes were wide in surprise as they gaped at him unblinkingly. She resembled a cute doe caught in headlights- correction- caught between his lips. Innocent. She was so innocent that his demons yearned to play with her- to corrupt her, to possess her. As if she had read his mind, her cheeks tinted pink in shyness before she lowered her gaze to his lip
Serena felt his gaze burning into her skin when they had dinner. She felt his eyes following her every time she moved. He was watching her like a hawk as if he had nothing better to do. The girl tried to act nonchalant but his constant attention was making her uneasy. She glanced his way a few times to catch him but he was too smart and would quickly avert his gaze. However, his gaze would return to her the moment she would look away. He was acting odd around her. Just a while ago she was in the kitchen cleaning when he came in suddenly. But instead of informing her of his presence, he chose to lean against the doorframe and watch her quietly. She wouldn't have known he was here if she hadn't felt his gaze on her. On instinct, she turned and there he was at the doorway, staring right at her. His face held no expression but his eyes exhibited a lot of intensity as though he was planning to eat her alive. Serena jumped in her spot as she hadn't expected anyone there. When she asked him
Asher put his one knee on the mattress and hovered over her tiny frame. His hot and muscular body bearing down on her small frame while his mouth devoured hers without an ounce of shame. He was done being patient, done acting unbothered when in reality every moment felt like a fucking torture with her being so close yet so out of reach. He had enjoyed kissing his friend more than he had ever imagined and now he didn't know how to go back. This kiss had completely changed his view of her. Earlier he used to find her too innocent to be subjected to dirty thoughts but now the same innocence of her was driving him crazy. Their shadows on the wall merged into one as he took hold of her slender waist and pulled her up into his warm, toned chest. The sheer possessiveness in his move caught her unaware. He then locked an arm around her and proceeded to cradle her nape with the other to deepen the kiss. He kept her pressed flush to him- so close that she could feel his heart knocking against
Serena was embarrassed as fuck. She had never gotten as much attention as she did today with her swollen lips. It was her swollen, bruised, mutiliated lips that was getting the attention in all honesty. She should have stopped him from kissing her this morning. He didn't hold back and now everybody in the clinic knew she had kissed. Just this morning, a kid who had visited teh clinic with his mother had asked her if her lips were bitten by a honeybee. The boy was so loud that it caught everyone's attention. Serena had wanted the earth to open up and pull her in. Serena was contemplating if she should eat her lunch or later when a message lit up her screen. She was perplexed when she learned who it was from. I am outside your clinic. Come Out Confused as to what Asher was doing here, she made her way out of her clinic. Her eyes drew towards him like a magnet. He was leaning against the bonnet of his car, scrolling through his phone. Her heart jumped a beat at his magnificent sight
Serena suspected she was dreaming as to how reality could be so beautiful. She had never felt this happy in her entire life. Never felt so blessed. All of this is because of one person. Asher Carter- her crush turned boyfriend and hopefully someday her husband too. Yes, she was dead sure about him. She wanted him for her whole life. She wanted him to kiss her every night just the way he did yesterday. Her mouth curved into an adorable smile. He is a powerhouse of desire, a ball of fire with all that passion blazing inside him. At one point she was almost certain that she was going to die due to the lack of oxygen when he pulled away in time. Can someone die of kissing? Happy like overly happy Serena woke up with life sparkling in her eyes. A smile touched her lips as the memories of last night came back. She touched her lips which still felt a little swollen in testament to his ruthlessness against them. She glanced his way and found him dead to the world. She smiled, finding him unb
Serena smoothed down the crease on her skirt with her palm and looked up at him. He was going formal with a white shirt paired with a set of black trousers while Serena was donning a plain light green dress. "How do I look?" she questioned, fidgeting with her fingers. He raked her frame with a wooden face, only making her more nervous. "Beautiful," he answered when he met her eyes. "Your dead expression doesn't agree with you," she retorted with sarcasm. He smirked. "Really? Let me try again then," he remarked and then widened his eyes before dropping his mouth open."Oh My god, are you real because to me you look like an angel descended from heaven. Your eyes resemble the divine reflection of moon shimmering in the sea. The flowers want to steal the color of your lips, the sky craves a place in your eyes, the ships long to sail through the waves of your hair, and the ground thanks Heaven for his existence every time you kiss it with your soft feet," Asher brought his clasped han