Ashley
“What if I tell you I will make sure you become the next chairman of Cooper Groups!”
Those words were enough to make me halt on my pace. He knew exactly what I desired more than anything in my life.
“I am confident in my skill to get what I want, Mr. Heinsberg. Thank you for the offer.” There is nothing stupid than feeding milk to a snake and hoping it would not bite you. Zachary was nothing different from a viper. Charming, venomous, and dangerous.
Zachary had the charm to attract its prey, injecting his venomous fang in his victim's body and killing it. Unlike snakes, who kill to feed and fend. Zachary does get his way. There is no such thing the great Zachary can't have. If he wants he wants there is no…there is no if.
Someone should have hit teenage me for falling in love with him out of all the people on earth. What did I fall for even? He has nothing friendly to his character. Was I dumb?
As I turned once again to leave, a hand grabbed and before I could even react, a familiar warmth and citrus smell enveloped me. The familiar scent of citrus and birch brought me back in time.
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Ashley's POV
“Zake, look it's the new perfume shop everyone was talking about. Let's check it out.” I pointed at the small store, with a violet wall located right at the intersection.
“Don't you hate strong smells because they give you a headache?” Zake looked at me, his eyes concerned about my idea.
Butterflies almost burst out of my stomach hearing him worry. There were too many things I hated, even my family found me picky and annoying but seeing him notice and remember every little detail made me melt to my knees. Oh God! If you exist please make sure this man is my husband and father of my kids!
“Yeah, but this is different. This is not a strong smell like those packaged deo. The owner created a few special scents all from natural stuff. Let's go, no…please.” I pleaded well aware he never refuses my pleas even if it's as absurd as jumping off a cliff, I know he would do it.
“Ok, if it's too much. Tell me immediately, Leah. So we can leave the store immediately.” After much hesitation, Zake gave in, as we walked into the store. I feel transported to another world. The small store had this floral scent around the air, the shelves on the wall decorated with dried flowers and herbs. The shop assistant greeted us with a warm smile, showing us the place and every type of perfume they had.
It was a lot harder than I thought it would be. Some smells were stronger than others, but out of all the smells stood out. The fragrance was sweeter than I expected. The citrusy smell mixed with some subtle earth and spicy hint undertone to it. It was sweet but if you smell further, the earthy spicy tones become distinct just like someone.
“I will take this.” I took a quick glance at Zake who was busy staring at me. After this long, I have somehow gotten used to having his eyes over me at all times. The shop assistant went to pack the perfume, handing me the bill.
Zake almost grabbed the bill trying to pay, but I was fast. I handed my card to the assistant before he could refute it. “Shush! I am paying. You can pay it back by doing my homework.” I glared.
The shop assistant saw our conversation, and she must have thought I bullied the poor guy and forced him to do my work. But that was the case. Zake never agrees to me paying unless I ask him to pay back through some chore. I hurriedly grabbed the perfume and my card before dragging Zake out of the store. That was embarrassing.
“Leah? You okay? Was the perfume too much?” Zake didn't seem to notice the awkward stares from the assistant. Classic Zake was always oblivious to people around me and if I just twitch my nose he notices.
“No. Ahem! Here!” I handed the perfume bag to him. “I want you to wear this every day from now on…so that everyone knows that You're Mine.”
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“If that was the case, you would have become the manager by now. I am not saying you are not competent enough Leah but your father will never accept a female heir.” Zachary’s words brought me back to the present. Those pale grey eyes were staring into me, stirring the hidden feelings once again.
Those dark auburn hair cascaded to his forehead. His arched eyebrows challenged my feelings. The icy pale eyes are like the siren of cold seas. The high-ridged nose or the clean-shaven face. Everything screamed perfection. The navy blue suit embraced his body. Only three words are needed to describe him. Tall. Lean. Muscular. I know why the young me fell for him. He was the most beautiful viper out there, trapping you by the elusive beauty as its venom slowly kills you.
“None of your concern, Mr. Heinsberg. Let go of me.” I finally got back my voice and tried to push him away. Sweet lies were better than bitter truth and that was a thing, every word Zachary said was true and it was too bitter for me to swallow.
He remained quiet, his eyes fixated on me and it was after a few seconds he finally let go of me. “If it concerns my dearest wife it concerns me. I know my Leah, she didn't let go of opportunity especially when it comes to her career. Don't tell you to change and accept your faith that women can't be a ruler.” I know every word of Zachary was just to provoke me to agree and young me would have taken the bait. However, adulting shows the real picture of life, the reality that keeping calm and composed is the only way to do things.
“Might be. People change after all. I am fine being a team manager if that's what I am competent for. And I would prefer if you stop calling me by anything other than Ashley or Miss Cooper. This was a pleasant meeting, I hope you don't take the rejection to heart.” I gave a polite smile as the playful smirk from Zachary’s face was wiped off instantly. I didn't take another second and left the room.
ZacharyGrowing up I have accepted the fact that people like me have to sacrifice everything to please others but there was one thing I could never sacrifice. That someone being none other than the woman I love most. She was my first and last. Ashley Cooper. Some might call it love and some people call it obsession. I don't care as long as she is mine. After ten torturous years of waiting to meet again. I am finally meeting her again. As I waited for her in the room, the tingling sweet smell of strawberries filled my lungs. The familiar smell swept in, as the door opened.I took a deep breath before turning back. There she was, standing in shock and bewildered. I was expecting that much. In a black dress, reaching her knee. Her shoulder blades showing and black stockings. She looked devastatingly gorgeous. Her ginger curls, reaching up to her waist, and red lipstick that she wore matching themes. My eyes went to a scar on her cheeks. It was subtle and mostly covered by her makeup, m
AshleyAs I walked out of the restaurant fresh air filling my lungs and revitalising me, my phone rang up. A sour taste lingered in my mouth as I saw my father's ID flashing on the screen. Zachary's words flashed through my mind. None of his words were lies. It was the truth. I am not heir to my father and never will be. I swallowed the feeling as I picked up the call. “If you are wondering how the date went? Then no. I am not marrying him.” I spoke even before he could speak. “I knew it. You are as useless as your mother. You can't even do one thing I ask of you? You want to be CEO, right? Go be a CEO, you are not allowed to work in my company or come back home. I would rather not have a daughter than have you. Don't return home until you marry him.” Even before I could answer he cut the call. Just refusing to marry, and I am disowned and fired from my job. The job I worked so hard on didn't take him even a second to dispose of me. Zachary was right, if I want to prove to him I c
Ashley “Where are we?” I quipped, averting my head in his direction. “Marriage registration office. It closes soon, let's hurry.” Zachary took off the seatbelt, trying to get out of the car in a hurry. I remember agreeing to marriage but not to elope. The whole point of marriage was to prove to my father I could be married and be an heir. If I have to elope there is no point. I wanted people to come to the wedding. I wanted them to know me, and see me as someone with potential. The annual board meeting was in a few months, and making connections with those board members was the only way I could get a promotion. Not this way. “I think you got the wrong idea, Mr. Heinsberg. I don't want a real marriage. I want to be chairman of Cooper groups. It will be a marriage of convenience. We will act as a couple in public, nothing more than strangers in private. It will be a public wedding but no registration. Once I became heir, we faked divorce. I will give you half of my assets like a nor
AshleyI don't know what's more shocking is the fact that my husband, the man who rejected me ten years ago, has his hand on my thighs or the red booklet on the dashboard. It was just a blink! Just a blink! Is that how easy it is to get married? No wonder the cause of most pain starts from marriage. They should be banned for future human sake. “Where are we going?” I decided to push aside all my thoughts and tried to question. Keep a calm and collected front. I reminded myself. Failing to remove his hand from my thighs was already getting under my skin. “Our marital home, Of course,” Zachary replied, not sparing a glance at me. He was more focused on his drive. I wanted to refuse but the harsh words of my father rang in my mind. It was not like I had anything important there. I might've stayed in Cooper mansion but except for a few clothes, there was nothing sentimental in there. My family never even noticed I had rented a studio apartment near the office for an easy commute. They
ZacharyIf there was damnation mine would be Leah’s indifference. I would have taken hate, I could have taken poison and drunk it like coffee but indifference. I would rather die. Except for the breaking down at the restaurant, there was none. A calm mask, her dark brown eyes hollow. No emotions.If that was not enough, she was acting like our marriage was fake. How can I accept her calling this marriage fake when I did everything for this marriage? A ten-year of hell just for her to call this marriage fake. Then again, she was not at fault. I glanced at the closed white door. After my outburst, she quietly shoved me away. “Where is my room? If there is not, please call a taxi and I will return to my house.” In fear, I showed her the master bedroom. Now here I am sitting in my office across from our bedroom where my wife is spending our wedding night. Alone. Instead of my arms. ***“I heard you are dating my daughter.” James sat at his mahogany table, with pictures of me and Leah
Ashley I glanced outside the window, it was already morning. The sun had risen. The soft light seeped through the curtains. I sighed, getting up from the bed. The dream remains, except for locking it away there is nothing to do. I went to the bathroom to freshen up, if Bloody Mary was not real they should have seen me they would have the horror. The ruined mascara and eye makeup with dry tears over my cheeks. The red lipstick was half smeared on my lips and half on my cheeks as if I were some kind of clown. The hair was more like a whacked broom. Jesus! I am getting scared of myself. I wash myself, clean my makeup and everything, and after a quick shower. I was finally back to my human form. I put on my clothes before going out of the room. As I opened the door, my gaze met the icy pale blue eyes that made my gut wrench by their beauty. How can a man be devastatingly gorgeous like this? I just want to meet the one who created this man. He was already dressed in his black suit, ha
Zachary ***18 years ago.“Are you the new guy?” A soft voice as if she owns the place. A young girl with ginger hair flowing down her shoulder walked into the boy's locker room. “Everyone out except the new guy.” Her voice was firm, her gaze never leaving me. Soon the room was empty. Leaving just the two of us.“You have pretty eyes.” She complimented walking closer to me. “Have a girlfriend?” Her words were mellow but something addictive was about it. The sweet smell of strawberries filled my lungs. The way her green eyes with hints of brown specks remained at my curiosity got the better of me. “I do.” I lied just to see a reaction in those eyes and as I wanted her face twitched into a sour look. “Break up then. I don't like sharing.” Her words were sharp, if looks could kill she would be a serial killer. “No.” I know I was playing with fire but this was fun. She was the first person who wanted me. Once she learns that I am just an orphan, someone even unwanted by my own parents
Ashley “Ashley Cooper, daughter of James Cooper of Cooper Groups coming to their competitor's company for a job. What do I take that as?” A man mostly in his fifties inquired. His blue eyes sparkled with curiosity and a smirk. “To grow as an individual. You know how my father is a misogynist, he doesn't like women in leadership positions and I wish to be on top.” I let out a polite smile, explaining to the man. It was not like Nicolai Lee was surprised. It was he who extended me the offer to join his company. Right now, he was just testing my interest. Keep a calm and composed front. Calm and composed. Calm–I played the mantra in my head on a loop. Giving one hint of disinterest would make him reject the only way to get back at my father. “Good to have you on board, Ashley.” Nicolai got up, forwarding his hand for a shake. I put up a smile, shaking his hand. After a few minutes, I was at one of the subsidiaries of JL. The Oakleaf Hotel chain as the Chief Operating Officer with
AshleyIt took me a few seconds to realize she was hugging me. A mother's love should be affectionate but every time she has shown love it comes with a price. I didn't have to wait long before that warm hug turned into the strangling grip of a python. Ah! The same old stories, I am always a prey you need to devour to satisfy your hunger; not your daughter. ***“The sun and moon were lovers in the past life but when god learned about them he was furious. How can they love each other when they are supposed to love god? In anger, God cursed them to be right beside each other but they can never see or touch each other. The sun and moon begged for forgiveness but God didn't listen. For ages the sun came out at day and the moon at night. When they missed each other they asked the clouds to tell the other through rain. After eons of this, the god fury finally came down and he saw the lovers still loving each other. In guilt, he made a day when they could meet each other every year. He also
AshleyThat day I cried. I cried to my heart’s content. I cried for losing a part of me. I cried for every pain I locked away. Once I got my shattered pieces put together, I promised myself. One who ruined me deserves to be ruined. Zachary. Mom. Father…I cleaned my disheveled shelf, it was definitely not a good look on my first day at the office but luckily no one disturbed me. I mended my red eyes as much as I could with my makeup. The ring Zachary gave was put on the counter. I wore it back. Let's show him he is winning. Let's give him hope. He can't fall unless he flies highest. After finishing the rest of my schedule, I walked out of the office. It was already nightfall by the time I was free. If Zachary was not enough, Noir made sure I remained in hell. In the distance, a car stood there. A back sedan almost matches the environment. It was a business district, and people having a sedan was the most common. I paid no attention and headed towards my studio apartment. “Ashley.”
Zachary “Come with me.”Her voice was a bit trembling, as she looked around her. As if I was not her husband but a stranger entering her workplace. I followed her, till we reached what seemed like her office. Leah locked the door, even shutting the window blinds facing the cubicles. “What are you doing here?” Leah inquired, crossing her arms over her chest. “Just visiting my wife at her new office. Why? Can't I?” I stepped closer. Leah's eyes widened, as her face flushed into a pretty shade of red. She stepped back, trying to maintain the distance between us. Seeing her trying so hard to escape made me close the distance more and I did, until her back hit the wall. “What do you want?” She glared at me. “Let's see, some kisses and move in together. Ah also, you are wearing my ring and informing others that you are mine.” I whispered. It was just a bluff, except for the last part. I never forced her to do something she didn't wish to, not now not ever. “Piss off. I am not your da
Ashley “Ashley Cooper, daughter of James Cooper of Cooper Groups coming to their competitor's company for a job. What do I take that as?” A man mostly in his fifties inquired. His blue eyes sparkled with curiosity and a smirk. “To grow as an individual. You know how my father is a misogynist, he doesn't like women in leadership positions and I wish to be on top.” I let out a polite smile, explaining to the man. It was not like Nicolai Lee was surprised. It was he who extended me the offer to join his company. Right now, he was just testing my interest. Keep a calm and composed front. Calm and composed. Calm–I played the mantra in my head on a loop. Giving one hint of disinterest would make him reject the only way to get back at my father. “Good to have you on board, Ashley.” Nicolai got up, forwarding his hand for a shake. I put up a smile, shaking his hand. After a few minutes, I was at one of the subsidiaries of JL. The Oakleaf Hotel chain as the Chief Operating Officer with
Zachary ***18 years ago.“Are you the new guy?” A soft voice as if she owns the place. A young girl with ginger hair flowing down her shoulder walked into the boy's locker room. “Everyone out except the new guy.” Her voice was firm, her gaze never leaving me. Soon the room was empty. Leaving just the two of us.“You have pretty eyes.” She complimented walking closer to me. “Have a girlfriend?” Her words were mellow but something addictive was about it. The sweet smell of strawberries filled my lungs. The way her green eyes with hints of brown specks remained at my curiosity got the better of me. “I do.” I lied just to see a reaction in those eyes and as I wanted her face twitched into a sour look. “Break up then. I don't like sharing.” Her words were sharp, if looks could kill she would be a serial killer. “No.” I know I was playing with fire but this was fun. She was the first person who wanted me. Once she learns that I am just an orphan, someone even unwanted by my own parents
Ashley I glanced outside the window, it was already morning. The sun had risen. The soft light seeped through the curtains. I sighed, getting up from the bed. The dream remains, except for locking it away there is nothing to do. I went to the bathroom to freshen up, if Bloody Mary was not real they should have seen me they would have the horror. The ruined mascara and eye makeup with dry tears over my cheeks. The red lipstick was half smeared on my lips and half on my cheeks as if I were some kind of clown. The hair was more like a whacked broom. Jesus! I am getting scared of myself. I wash myself, clean my makeup and everything, and after a quick shower. I was finally back to my human form. I put on my clothes before going out of the room. As I opened the door, my gaze met the icy pale blue eyes that made my gut wrench by their beauty. How can a man be devastatingly gorgeous like this? I just want to meet the one who created this man. He was already dressed in his black suit, ha
ZacharyIf there was damnation mine would be Leah’s indifference. I would have taken hate, I could have taken poison and drunk it like coffee but indifference. I would rather die. Except for the breaking down at the restaurant, there was none. A calm mask, her dark brown eyes hollow. No emotions.If that was not enough, she was acting like our marriage was fake. How can I accept her calling this marriage fake when I did everything for this marriage? A ten-year of hell just for her to call this marriage fake. Then again, she was not at fault. I glanced at the closed white door. After my outburst, she quietly shoved me away. “Where is my room? If there is not, please call a taxi and I will return to my house.” In fear, I showed her the master bedroom. Now here I am sitting in my office across from our bedroom where my wife is spending our wedding night. Alone. Instead of my arms. ***“I heard you are dating my daughter.” James sat at his mahogany table, with pictures of me and Leah
AshleyI don't know what's more shocking is the fact that my husband, the man who rejected me ten years ago, has his hand on my thighs or the red booklet on the dashboard. It was just a blink! Just a blink! Is that how easy it is to get married? No wonder the cause of most pain starts from marriage. They should be banned for future human sake. “Where are we going?” I decided to push aside all my thoughts and tried to question. Keep a calm and collected front. I reminded myself. Failing to remove his hand from my thighs was already getting under my skin. “Our marital home, Of course,” Zachary replied, not sparing a glance at me. He was more focused on his drive. I wanted to refuse but the harsh words of my father rang in my mind. It was not like I had anything important there. I might've stayed in Cooper mansion but except for a few clothes, there was nothing sentimental in there. My family never even noticed I had rented a studio apartment near the office for an easy commute. They
Ashley “Where are we?” I quipped, averting my head in his direction. “Marriage registration office. It closes soon, let's hurry.” Zachary took off the seatbelt, trying to get out of the car in a hurry. I remember agreeing to marriage but not to elope. The whole point of marriage was to prove to my father I could be married and be an heir. If I have to elope there is no point. I wanted people to come to the wedding. I wanted them to know me, and see me as someone with potential. The annual board meeting was in a few months, and making connections with those board members was the only way I could get a promotion. Not this way. “I think you got the wrong idea, Mr. Heinsberg. I don't want a real marriage. I want to be chairman of Cooper groups. It will be a marriage of convenience. We will act as a couple in public, nothing more than strangers in private. It will be a public wedding but no registration. Once I became heir, we faked divorce. I will give you half of my assets like a nor