Ashley POVI took my stuff to the car and drove myself to the factory in Southport. Shina transferred me to one of the oldest factories, whose production was low but maintenance was too bad. Hardly any air conditioner working there. I thought of giving a resignation, but I didn’t want to look like a coward who ran away from the problem. It’s better that I face it and I would definitely improve this factory. When I arrived at the office, I found no female workers were around. There were mainly middle-aged men who worked for more than decades. No wonder the productivity was extremely low here.They all stood and greeted me."You may sit down.." I gestured and went to the cabin. I quickly called the Manager of the industrial department. He entered, and I heard he was a middle-aged misogynist person who thinks women are no better at industrial processes. "Mr. Silver. Why are there no females in the office?" I asked him, He scratched his forehead. I stared at him with a suspicious gaze
Dylan stared at me with surprise, as I brought the glass closer to his mouth. He grabbed my wrist and stopped me. "What happened?" My gaze met his suspicious eyes. "Do you think I mixed something in it?" I asked. He leaned closer to me, and whispered in my ears."I would love to drink poison when you are serving me it." He said as he held the wine glass in his hand. He brought it closer to my mouth. I stared at him with a puzzled face."You are really thinking I poisoned it." I said and sipped it in front of him. Dylan instantly geabbed my neck from behind and tucked his mouth to mine.He sucked all the wine from my mouth, My eyes wide opened. He released my mouth as soon as he finished."Ahhh... It feels tastier when I drink it with your mouth." He said, I smiled and fed the drink with my mouth. He grabbed a wine bottle in his hand and poured it over my lips. The wine juice dripped down through my lips to my neck and streamed down between my cleavage. "Ahhh.." The cold wine runni
Dylan POV"Why would I marry an orphan like you? What if you are the product of rape?" Her words stabbed into my heart like a sharp dagger. How disgusting it felt when that cursed line fell out of her mouth. I never mind if the world said this about me, but Ashley.Why did it happen? She was the one who fought for me when people blamed my blood. She said it never mattered if I had no family, she called herself my family, my home. I poured the drink into a glass and drank it again. I wanted to forget everything that happened that day. I wanted to assume that this day had not come but the more I was drunk, the more everything flashed before my eyes. The moment we shared was a dream, she was in my arms, but then everything shattered. "Boss, you are drinking too much. You shouldn't drink more." Fred grabbed my hand and tried to stop me. But I snatched the glass back and shot him a glare."Shut up. You are not a boss here. I would kick you out if you did this again." I poured the whis
Ashley POV"Send the next candidate." I said, and rubbed my forehead. It was five in the evening and I finished the interview of seventy girls. I found five of them very productive and talented that we need them in this department."Madam, you are just wasting your time on them." Mr. Silver came and tried to convince me. "You are only able to choose five after three days of tiring interview." "Mr. Silver, these five newcomers are better than employees who have been working in our company for several years. They are trained with new softwares and they can handle the technology better than them." I stated. Mr. Silver's face turned bitter as if he could not digest everything I said. "I have given my two decades to this factory. I knew it better than anyone."He stated arrogantly."Shall I hold you responsible for its decline then?" I asked him. His face turned a little annoyed because I didn't take his advice even being a senior officer. He didn't say anything but walked out of the cab
"What is this? Are you insane?" I yelled at him. "I came here to talk to you about the lawsuit about not getting tattooed." I blabbered. "It's you who think throwing the ring would end everything between us." Dylan took my finger in his hand and started carving in my skin. "Dylan.." I almost cried out, but he didn't flinch. He kept drawing something with that tattoo pen on my ring finger. It didn't hurt but I screamed and tried hard to snatch my hand away from him."Bear it for a while, princess. It's painless tattoo ink, it will just tingle like an ant bite." He said. In a short while he released my hand. "It's done." I stared at his art and was stunned. "Are you crazy.." I tried hard to rub it but it was of no use. Now his name is carved on my finger. "Now dare to take this ring off." He said as he dropped the pen back into the drawer. "It's another way to tell any Tom, dick and Harry that you are mine. No one can dare to put their eyes on you whenever they want." He claimed p
Ashley POVHis face turned colder, he was more like a giant iceberg placed in the room. I held my bag and got ready to leave. His eyes gave me different and scary vibes, more like he could ruin me at any moment. Better I leave this place before he does anything. As soon as I moved, I bumped into his chest. I was startled, just a moment before he was sitting on the chair and another moment he was standing in my way. "Where are you going? We have not finished the mediation yet." He blocked my path. His eyes glared at me with an intense gaze that was almost ready to pierce my skin. "I don't think we will come to any conclusion now. Let the lawsuit go ahead." I said as I finished gathering my stuff from the wooden desk. I noticed he was not even listening to me, his eyes were on my lips. Seemed he was controlling himself to kiss me. His hands were inside his pockets, and he stood in the courtroom as if he owned that place."Why did you leave last evening? Didn’t I ask you to stay unt
Ashley POVHe bent on his knees and checked the pulse of that hired killer. He was disappointed when he found the killer was already dead. Dylan took that goon's mask off and dug out his phone out of his pocket. He took some photos of that person with his phone. He sent it to Fred but as we were in a deep jungle, the network was lost. "You killed him.." I said with a trembling voice. Dylan nodded as he threw the dagger aside. "Yeah, I know I shouldn't. We needed to keep him alive. At least he would have confessed who sent him." Dylan said. "But no problem, Fred would find which gang he belong to. He seemed professional gang member." "I know that. He was the one who attacked us when we left the painting exhibition." I said. His face darkened at my words. He stood up and started walking. "Let's go somewhere else. Fred will take care of it in the morning." Dylan spoke as if it was a routine for him. I felt almost puking at the metallic smell of the blood that started lingering in th
Dylan POVFlashbackWhen Ashley left the courtroom after slapping me, I wasn't angry with her. If she thinks her mere slapping me will make me get myself away from her life, then she is wrong. Even if she shot me in my heart, my heart would scream just her name. "Boss, Are you okay?" Fred asked me. My death glare made his mouth shut. This is what she meant to me, no one in the world dares to look into my eyes but I allowed her to slap me. I had given her the place where she could do anything to me and I will still love her. "Take the lawsuit back. She would contest it till her last breath. Her love for the Weber group was more than anything else, it was her father’s dream after all." I said, I saw the spark in her eyes that she would break but wouldn’t bend. And I would break myself before breaking her.“Okay, Boss.” Fred watched me in disbelief. Ashley did not give her whereabouts, she even disabled all tracing on her phone and finding her was extremely difficult. She even fired
Ashley POVI crumbled the pregnancy report that I was hiding inside the quilt. The conversation I had with Alex in the morning echoed in my mind. The question put me in another haze. "Do you know who was behind the fire that occurred in the Weber group factory?" Alex asked me. My eyes tapered at his words. How can I forget that fire which almost burned the factory and led to the injury of many employees and the death of one?"You won't believe it was Dylan Marcov behind it," Alex smirked. "Shut the fuck up. You said enough." I said while holding my gown. I almost stumbled upon it after listening to his nonsense."You might not believe it now, but you will come to know the truth. Your husband was full of revenge that he would not see what's wrong and what's right.” I didn't want to believe anything he said. Our last meeting already caused a nuisance in my life. I could not think Dylan would be the one who set fire when I was dying to set up the new factory. I had worked hard for it
Dylan POVHer face turned pale at my request. She stared at my face blankly. "Go and get your stuff here.." I said she was still not moving. "Mrs. Marcov, have you listened?" I asked her again. She fumbled and rushed to her cabin.I sat on my chair back and gathered her stuff. She had no idea that I was always watching her, no matter what. The glass partition between us was see-through from this side. On the days when she changed the measurement of the floors in the structure of towers, I sent another mail to Chinese investors and advised some changes in it."Come and sit here." I gestured at the chair, Ashley walked inside and did as I said. I smiled at her obedience. "What do you want me to do?" She opened the file and asked me. "Develop another structure against the raw one?" I said. Her brows raised. "What? It will take almost a week to develop it again. Are you taking revenge on me?" She muttered.It wasn't revenge but she would work with me for one week and I was excited abo
I pulled the curtains of the window and found him standing at the corner of the road. He leaned over his Rolls Royce and lit a cigarette in his mouth. His eyes continuously tried to gaze at the balcony. My heart pounded at his sight. How his single gaze had a tendency to move my heart this fast. I pulled the curtains back and went on the bed. I lay back and tried to sleep."Why is he here? What was he trying to prove?" I muttered and slept back. "Will it change everything he did?"I thought he would leave if I ignored him. But as the time passed I found him standing at the same place. Almost tens of cigarette buds lie beside it. I got back to my bed, it's been three hours. But Dylan was still standing on the road. "Just leave. Why are you here?" I texted him back. "I won't leave until I see you." He sent me several emojis followed by it. I walked into the balcony, My body was chilling. The autumn winds are blowing faster than they should be. I rubbed my elbow, and stood there. "
Ashley POV"Why did you come back?" Grandpa asked me, I breathed heavily. Alan was standing there too. "Grandpa, please trust her. She is not someone who acts recklessly. It must be something serious." Alan said. I speechlessly stood before them wearing the same wedding outfit. I didn't know how to explain, but whatever Dylan did was not worth forgiving."Serious? What is she doing seriously? She ran away from her wedding night. She did not even think about the reputation of both families. It would ruin everything in both houses." Grandpa coughed, he almost trembled, Alan held his shoulder tightly. I was scared, I didn't want to give any more pain to Grandpa."Alan, please take Grandpa back to his room and give him his medicine," I said, worryingly. Alan nodded and did as I said.I knew whatever we did could ruin everything, but what about everything he did before? What if Marrying me could also be one of his plans? I recalled everything he did and the extent he went to destroy our
Dylan POV"Ashley.." I rushed to the car but she was already gone. She didn't give a glimpse of me but left. I dug my phone out and called Ashley several times."Please, pick up my phone. Ashley. Please." I muttered under crushed teeth. I didn't know our wedding would begin with such trouble. I had no idea that I had to spend my wedding night regretting something I did in the past. "The number you have dialled is currently switched off.." She turned her phone off. How could I explain it to her? But what's there to explain? I did it and it was true. I must say it was one of my acts when I was not thinking with my heart but fully thinking with my mind. Twelve years ago, when I was just an orphan and met Ashley, I didn't even know it would be my last time to see her.**Flashback"Are you going to miss me?" I asked Ashley, I heard she was heading to her Grandpa's birthday party on the cruise and probably would see me after three days. I was crazy about her and three days would be mor
Ashley POV"I told you, I didn't know about it. And wasn't it you who refused to divorce me and wanted me to be whore of Dylan? You made sure I would not get a wedding or a family." I said. I was annoyed with Dylan at first but later Alan explained everything to me. Dylan didn't punish Alex because of Divorce but his intention. Alex began laughing loudly. "So he made up another story. You are still very naive Ashley. I thought you were changed, you became a powerful woman but you are still someone who can get fooled by anyone."Alex taunted me, I gritted my teeth and grabbed the flair of my gown. Initially, I felt pity for him but I realised some people deserve no mercy. "If you just came to congratulate me, then I will thank you. You can leave now." I said and started leaving the corridor. "Dylan Marcov, the tycoon of Markov Industries. Top-ranked billionaire in Forbes list. A major invisible shareholder of Weber group. Who bought 97 per cent of shares till now." Alex said and I
Ashley POV"Can't I come to see my wife? I have been missing her since morning?" Dylan said, I raised my brows."You promised me that you would let me stay here until the day of our marriage. So what happened?" I was puzzled but then I laughed to see him confessing that he missed me. I want to stay here and cherish my childhood memories. I didn't have many but still, they were enough for me to spend a week recalling them. But I was stunned to see Dylan in my room."I didn't come to take you back, You are going to stay with me for the rest of your life. So I think I can bear the pain of the week." “So why did you come here huh?” I asked folding my hands. “Come and sleep with me.” He patted on my bed, and his expressions were quite naughty.“No, I said no sex until we get married. Can you?” I asked him. He first refused but then he agreed. He got up from my bed."Alright, I came here for some important work. Zina Informed me that you brought Samson's file with you."He said and I rec
Dylan POVAshley walked down the stairs. It's been more than a week since Grandma's funeral and I already started preparing for my wedding with Ashley. People might call me desperate for that and ask me to wait for a few months, but I was. I was desperate to call her officially mine. She was the only person whom I was not ready to lose and I wanted to tie her with that sacred bond.The night suit was still wrapped around her waist as she hugged me from behind. "When did you wake up?" She asked me, it was a holiday and I thought she would sleep late."When you were sleeping like a baby," I said, she started leaving and I held her hand."Do you forget anything?" I gestured at my cheeks. She looked around. My bodyguards were behind me and Fred was sitting on the chair before me. Aunt Angela and a few relatives were around."What?" She hesitated a little bit as her eyes went around the crowd. "We are in the living room."She said, embarrassing.I wrapped my hand around her waist and pu
Ashley POVWe both had tea while sitting together. Dylan was a little relaxed right now. But there was still grief appeared on his face."Did you sleep well last night?" I asked him while holding his hands. He nodded as he took a sip of tea."Thanks to you, I can sleep well." He said, his hands rubbing the back of my palm."You know, Fred managed to get the footage from the ship where Grandpa celebrated his birthday. But it was too blurry to find out anything."He said with an upset tone. "What?" My brows furrowed. "Yes, and I want to accompany you every moment. I regret that I wasn't with you back twelve years ago."Dylan said with a regretful tone. Seemed he was guilty of that. And that's the reason he wanted to keep me with him every time. "When you were with me every time, why didn't you board a ship?"I asked him. That's what puzzled me the most. I handed him the invitation, I wanted him to come with me. But I was disappointed that he wasn't there."Something happened, and I m