Hello dear readers, My sincerest apologies for the delay in sharing book two with you. I was dealing with a lot and because you deserve nothing short of the best I needed to wait to get better. Book two will shared under book one to make for easy access. Thank you for jumping on this ride with me, I appreciate all your love and support. If you haven't, please leave comments on the book, it will boost the ratings and make me so happy. Welcome to the last ride of Henry and Ashley's love story. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Love, author.
Ashley sipped her cocktail and watched in amusement as Henry and Adrian continued to bicker. They sat in a secluded area of a high-end restaurant. They had been at it for a while. She wanted to meddle, but she decided against it. They were the ray of sunshine on an otherwise gloomy day. The announcement of the attack on Mason’s life had terrified her, although she hid it from Henry. This was not a normal sibling squabble anymore. This was an ongoing attempted murder case. An attempted murder on her life. Eric had attempted to kill his brother and now had most likely attacked Mason. He wasn’t afraid to kill again. She tried not to think about it. Henry was still pretty shaken about her near-death experience, she didn’t want to alarm him further."When are you ever on time for anything?" Henry asked.Adrian appeared to be thinking. "I came early for Asher’s one-year birthday party.""Emm...you missed the little in-house toast we had before the party officially began," Ashley butted in.
Ashley was humming and moving her body to the sound of the music that filled the large kitchen when Henry burst through the doors. She almost knocked the tray of vegetables off the counter. "Henry!"He had his phone in the air. A confused expression on his face. "My phone is ringing."She stared at him in puzzlement. "So...""My dad is calling!" he replied in surprise.Her face softened. "Take the call then.""No!" he said suddenly. "I mean, yes, of course I want to, but what should I say to him?""Henry," she said, washing her hands and wiping them with a napkin. "You need to take the call." The phone stopped ringing at that moment. "Only then can you know what to say to him.""Why is he calling, though?""There are a lot of reasons why he could be calling. Maybe he wants to just check up on you and everyone else in the family, or there could be something really important he wants to tell you. You cannot know until you talk to him."Henry held her gaze before releasing a deep breath.
"Who is he?""He was the guy I thought she was in a relationship with, turned out they were only friends," Henry answered in a flat tone."I see." Adrian nodded.Henry had a frown on his face when he turned to him. "What do you see?""I see why you thought they were together, he is obviously taken by her, look how clingy he is..."His frown deepened. "Is it that obvious?"Adrian shrugged. "She is doing a good job of making it look as casual as possible."Henry cursed under his breath.Adrian gulped down the contents of his glass loudly. Henry turned to look at him, his face scrunched. "So are you jealous?"Henry scoffed. "Jealous? No? Why would I be?"Adrian had a look of amusement on his face as he shrugged. "I don’t know because he has his hands around her waist?""It doesn’t mean anything." Henry replied in a flat tone."Why are your eyes twitching and your hands in a fist?"Henry gritted his teeth. "Means nothing..."Adrian smiled. "If you say so..."They watched her in silence. "
Eric could feel his heart beat hard against his chest. It had never been this way before. Home was where he felt more at peace and loved. He had been away from home for only seven months, yet it felt like years. He was sitting in his favorite position. A small cushion positioned opposite the chair in which his father usually sat. He had always felt like the favorite, and even though he wasn’t the oldest, he believed he was his father’s heir. Of course, he had never let his thoughts out in the open. Now, as he sat on the chair and stared at the vacant seat from across the room, he realized the emotions he usually felt were lacking. The difference between then and now was that there was no sad aura hanging above their heads. It had always been all joy and love.His back was stiff from sitting upright for too long, it couldn’t have been more than ten minutes, but it felt like tortuous hours. His hands were clammy from sweating. He rubbed them against his knees."What did Mr. Pratt say?"
Stephanie peered at Adrian from underneath her lashes. She had a wide smile on her face. "I think Chloe might just be ready to meet you."Adrian’s fork stopped midway. "Chloe?"She nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, my daughter," her pearly white teeth shone. "Really?"She heaved a sigh. "You have been talking about wanting more for us. I thought this might be a good place to start."Adrian hesitated. He was caught up in his thoughts.Stephanie bowed her head. "You know if you are not ready to meet her, it is fine. I am sorry for being forward with it.""Hey babe, that’s not it. That’s not it at all. You are important to me and your daughter as well. The thing is..." He paused. "I don’t want to mess it up. This, what we have, matters so much to me, nothing else has in a long while."She smiled at him. "Adrian, I don’t see how you can mess anything up. I know your heart is in the right place, and you don’t need to fear anything, Chloe will love you."He bit down on his lower lip. Not long
"Do you want to talk, Adrian?" she asked out of the blue.Adrian stared into her kind eyes. He shook his head. "How do you do it?"She smiled sheepishly."How do you always know when something is wrong with me?"She shrugged. "Anyone who cares about you can tell. So tell me...""It is about Stephanie."Her eyes widened in shock. "What did you do? Did you break her heart? How dare you?" she whisper-yelled in his face.Adrian raised his hands in surrender. "Woah! Woah! Slow down. One question at a time. Firstly, I didn’t do anything. Secondly, I didn’t break her heart; how could I? I am madly in love with that woman. Thirdly..." He placed his hand on his chest. "I wouldn’t dare."Ashley sighed in relief. "So what about her?""We had a little misunderstanding. I want more for us." He massaged his temples. "It is a scary thought, but I do want more for us, much more than I have ever wanted with anyone. Quite frankly, I didn’t think that I would ever want to be committed to a woman. I didn
Eric strolled into the living room wearing plaid shorts. He looked lean and tired. His hair was overgrown, and he was spotting more than a day’s stubble on his chin. An unlit cigarette was in his mouth, and an opened bottle of wine was in his hand.He let out a huge sigh when he saw her. "How did you find me here?" he drawled."I have my ways," she retorted. "I want you to keep that in mind from now on, because you know I will find you if I want to.""What do you want?"Angela chuckled, clearly unamused. "What do I want? Really, you ask me, what do I want?"Eric opened the windows and peeked. He turned to her. "I hope you weren’t followed."She frowned."The media? They have been camping at my house and office and every other place they know, hoping to get the first piece of information from me. Or at least get the last pictures of me before I am thrown in prison," he explained."Not that I know of," she shrugged.He sighed. "So why are you here?" He lit the cigarette and took a puff.
"I am glad you all came." Natasha said. She passed a plate to Ashley, who dried it."I am also happy we did," she replied with a smile. "It makes me happy to see Henry spend time with his father, especially with all that has been happening."She sighed. "You cannot imagine how much this means to Elijah. It has been a long time coming. For years, he would beat himself up for not reaching out,and even though I urged him to, he was too scared to reach out. You should see how elated he was when Henry called."Ashley grinned."He made plans ahead of time, double checked, and obsessed over every little detail. He was ready by eight in the morning and sitting in the living room waiting to see his son and grandson," she sighed in relief. "I never knew this day would come."Ashley nodded. "I didn’t realize how much Henry was hurting and how much he needed to heal until I met his family, they are the most vile people I have been unfortunate to meet. I am glad he now has a real family and a budd
A FEW WEEKS AGO... Leonard stared at Ashley. She was on the couch staring out the window lost in thought, he had only just managed to calm her down. The altercation with Henry had upset her more than he imagined it would. He wanted to help so bad, he wanted to make her forget everything about Henry, and then a thought occurred to him. “Hey Ash,” He walked up to her and sat beside her on the couch. She flashed him a wide smile. “Hey, Leonard.” “How are you feeling?” He asked. She shrugged. “I think I might have an idea of how to make you feel better.” Her eyes lit up and it caused his heart to swell in excitement. “It is going to be Christmas very soon and I will be going home for a family vacation. We do this thing where every member of the family comes back home and spends time together. It would be a lot of fun, I want you to come back home with me.” He explained. “Leonard...” “Don’t say anything.” He cut in. “You are going to love it there, my family is amazing and they ar
Adrian peeked into the rear seat of the police car. A look of triumph on his face. He held their gaze. “You should know this is only the beginning. I have more in store for you” The grin on his face was wide. He straightened up and walked up to Henry. “You did it!” “Man, it was too easy. How did you know they were going to show up?” Henry asked with a look of bewilderment on his face. Adrian shrugged, he was beaming with pride. “Common psychology I guess. I was sending subtle signals to them, to unsettle them. It was only a matter of time before they showed up. I predicted sooner but that was the time for uncertainties...” He noticed Henry’s shocked expression still. He explained. “The other day at the restaurant, I spotted the paparazzi and although Ashley was terrified I told her to smile and laugh for the cameras...” “What purpose would that serve?” “It was just the day after Ashley was attacked, of course, I knew it would set them off. The pictures of us played a role too, the
Henry rolled his eyes when he saw Adrian walk in. “What are you doing here?” “Olivia told me you’d be working late...” He checked his watch, “But this late...Henry...” “Adrian, why are you here?” Henry asked sternly. Adrian pulled out a chair and sat across from him, “I cracked the case, Henry” He furrowed his brows in confusion. “What case?” “The Mason case and what Eric and Angela are up to" Henry got to his feet and began packing his bag. “Adrian, I am not in the mood...” Adrian stood to his feet. “I promise you, this isn’t like other times, I finally have all the evidence I need against them.” “Frankly, I don’t care” Henry retorted. “None of this matters and Adrian please just leave me out of it...” “Henry, I promise you, you’re gonna want to hear it. They were lying! They were all bloody lying...” Henry rolled his eyes. “About what part exactly?” Adrian sighed. “That’s not important. Henry, forget whatever problems are there between us. This is beyond us! Mason is alive
“Adrian...” the waitress said with a look of bewilderment. “Yeah, I want to have a quiet dinner, I do not want to be bothered by anyone, not even the press. Can you do that?” he dipped his hand in his pockets and flashed her crisp dollar notes. “Can you do that?” She nodded silently. “Good” He handed her the notes and entered the enclosed dinner area. “Why didn’t we just have dinner at your place?” He shrugged, “Well my house in the city doesn’t quite look like a habitable place at the moment. I thought of going to a hotel but I can’t escape the press there either, I was making plans to leave the city until you called and said you needed my help” Ashley stared at him with sad eyes. “How are you holding up?” He cleared his throat. “Do you want the version of the story that ends with me bawling my eyes out pathetically or the one where I act smug and unbothered afterwards?” “Adrian...” He shook his head, “This isn’t about me Ashley, this is about you, don’t make it about me. You
Things had been looking up in Henry’s household. Ashley coming into their lives was the best thing that ever happened after Asher’s birth. Adam was grateful for her, he was grateful for the change in the atmosphere in the house, it radiated through everyone and in every part of their lives. Henry always had a radiant smile on his face when she was sitting across from him at the dinner table and talking about her day. He had a smile on his face when he was alone at breakfast. Asher was not left out, he loved Ashley like any boy loved their mother. He was a sweet child.Things were great and then they weren’t. The radiant energy dissipated quickly and was replaced by a dark looming cloud above their heads. Henry was hardly around but whenever he was, his awful mood could be felt from a mile away. Ashley was sad, he hated that she was but she was.He sighed deeply before knocking on the door and letting himself in. Henry reclined on the chair, he was lost in space, and he didn’t notice
Henry lay sprawled on the sofa in Club Dazzle. He owned the place so he had access to the exquisite suite, the walls were soundproof and padded so it drowned out the noise from the crowd. Soft music played in the background, he had an empty glass in his hand, and he beckoned to the bartender. He rushed towards him and filled his glass.Just then Adrian walked through the doors, no one stopped him at the entrance because they knew who he was. Adrian took a long look at him. Henry was spotting a stubble on his chin, his eyes were sunken and drowsy. His hair looked like he had run his hands through them a couple of times. The top buttons of his shirt were undone, and his tie hung loosely around his neck. He was sat in between two beautiful ladies, they were scantily dressed and dancing to the soft tunes of the song. They whispered something to each other oblivious of his presence. He could see Henry smile but it didn't reach his eyes. Adrian signalled to the DJ who turned off the music.
Angela was lost in her head. Victory was sweet, it left a lingering taste on your tongue, it makes you forget everything else, makes you blind to your enemy's counter-offensive response. Everyone else would be fooled by victory’s sweet lingering taste but not her. She had been a victim of it in the past, she had relished her victory so much that she was oblivious to her enemy's attack and her victory had been spoiled almost as soon as it got to her hand. So she had to learn, the hard way and learn she did. So while Eric was off to wherever he was celebrating his newfound victory in the small publication she had influenced she was still plotting. No, it didn’t matter that a man was writhing under her, his face contorted in what undeniably pleasure, it didn’t matter that she was riding him. Her small mind wandered, so far away.The man gasped under her, he pulled out and shuddered violently as he released. Angela watched him with a blank expression on her face.Beads of sweat formed on
Leonard’s head was in the clouds as he listened to her. He would be wicked if he admitted out loud to anyone that he enjoyed this but it was the truth, for Ashley he was willing to be wicked. If it meant that in the slightest chance, she would be his. He loved her, he had loved her from the moment he had laid his eyes on her and no he didn’t think she deserve to suffer all she was suffering with Henry. He could give her better and he would.It wasn’t about the money, it was about how she deserved to be loved, wholly, truly...She looked up at him from underneath her lashes. “Do you promise me you wouldn’t tell anybody about this?”He took her hand in his and brought it to his lips, “Ashley, everything you tell me today will stay between us, this I promise you...” he noticed her slight resistance but he was patient and willing to wait. This was what he had waited for all along. At first, she had refused to even look at him, then she refused to speak with him. Yet he had persisted becau
Henry unlocked the doors to his house and walked in. He sighed when he spotted Adrian reclined on a sofa, his legs crossed. “What are you doing here?” he asked. Adrian shrugged. “I am here to see my friend.” Henry shot him a glare before sitting down opposite him. “I saw Ashley earlier.” His eyes lit up at the mention of her name. He frowned and looked away trying to conceal his desire. He had not laid eyes on her for a while, she was doing a thorough job of avoiding him, he couldn’t blame her though. He rubbed his palm on his face. “What are you doing to yourself, Henry?” Henry got up from his seat immediately, “I don’t have that time Adrian” “You’re hurting yourself, you’re pushing the people you love away, that’s not...” “Adrian, spare me whatever advice you think you have for me. I do not need it, I do not need anything from you. You do not care about anyone else but yourself, all you do is lie!” “Your family is behind all of this, they are trying to ruin you, they are tr