Asher’s POVI stayed in my study scrolling through my phone while looking at our pictures. I missed when everything used to be so real, now it wasn’t. It was all lies and I hate having to be lied to like that.I took a drink from the bottle before looking at the picture again, this time mad at myself for even thinking of falling in love again.I was so stupid. I should have kept to myself, now I was the one being used and being tossed aside like trash.Someone knocked on the door as I frowned immediately at whoever it was. The person should go away.I was not going to talk. Maybe the person would knock, get the hint and leave.“Asher, it’s me,” Zendaya said, getting me to groan in my seat. “Can I talk to you?”“Leave!” I yelled so she would hear it behind the door. I didn’t want her coming in and seeing me like this. I was a mess. “I am not going anywhere until I’ve spoken to you,” she said stubbornly as I chuckled with a sad smile. Who did she think she was? I was the fucking presid
Zendaya’s POV“What do you want?” he asked as I smiled while sitting on the table.“Having dinner would be nice,” was my reply.“Fine,” he rolled his eyes while wearing his underwear. “I’ll have dinner but I can’t be with you in public. You’ve already caused me enough trauma. I need time away from you.”This was fair enough seeing as I had not seen him have dinner in a while. I didn’t even know if he was even eating. The drink on the floor said a lot about his habits.“I feel like I’ve been played over and over again by you,” he said and that hurt me. I really loved him, how could he say that?“That’s not true,” I said. “I haven’t played you. If you will give me another chance I will prove to you that I am not such a bad person. I promise to be different.”He looked at me with skepticism. He didn’t trust that I had good intentions.“I don’t believe you,” he said. “I’ll believe you when I see a certain change in you.”“You should trust me,” I said. “I am not like that anymore.”He shru
Asher’s POVI didn’t expect that she would be here in the kitchen doing anything by this time. Normally, she was out of the house before it hit a certain time. It was like clockwork. She didn’t even wait for a minute before she would be out of the house, however now she was around I found this to be strange. It was unlike her. Even more was the fact that the workers gathered everywhere and worked with her. I had called for them in the main house but they had not been available to me. They had been missing. This had me worried before I got out of bed to see the entire place empty. I could hear the buzz from the kitchen so I followed it and here I was to see them all huddled in here.Zendaya was at the edge of the kitchen throwing orders which was so like her. I smiled at this before catching myself and walking in to lock eyes with her.“Asher,” she smiled at me. “Good morning.”I was more confused at what was going on and I looked around to understand what they were doing. Were they
Zendaya’s POVAfter dinner, I led him to his room while he seemed to want to talk to me. He would turn to me from time to time but wouldn’t do anything. “Do you want to talk about it?” I asked but he shook his head.“I’m just glad you made me something,” he smiled. “I didn’t know you could bake or even cook. I have heard stories but…”Who could blame him? I had hidden that part of myself away from him and everyone around me. I didn’t want anyone to know I could do anything but look pretty.I was happy he liked the thing I had done for him. If it was his birthday I would do something better. But it wasn’t his birthday. It was just a random day. “You’re already late for work,” I said to him as he shrugged. “I know you warned me so don’t gloat yet,” he chuckled. “I brought this upon myself. I do want to spend more time with you.”Those were words I did not know I would hear again. I had so many plans for the day with him but he needed to go to work and I needed to stay home with the c
Delia’s fatherI was in debt now after everything I had done to pay off those stupid taxes which I had not even managed to finish. I had also managed to get the charges dropped but in the end I had lost all my properties and even the shares in my company.This hurt me so bad all I could do was cry myself everytime I had the chance to do so. What was going on? How could this have happened to me?Ever since that rumor about my tax evasion happened, I had not been seen the same way again as everyone had seen me as a disgrace and an embarrassment. My ego had run into the ground.I was mad at this. Asher could have protected me. He was my in-law for crying out loud. How could he leave me to the wolves?The highest he could do was leave me on bail. What was that going to do? I was poor, all my properties were gone and I didn’t know where to start.Even my mates didn’t respect me anymore and these stupid guards had looked down on me while I entered Asher’s home.“Fuck!” I yelled out loud jus
Delia’s POV“Try again!” I yelled at the top of my lungs. I was not going to come into this establishment and be embarrassed like this. No, there had to be an explanation.This was the first time I was having my card declined. This was sorely a mistake and nothing more. Their machine had to be the one having issues. My card was in its unlimited stage. If there were any issues with it, my bank would have called me.In fact, they would not call me, they would call Sinclair since he was the one who filled the account with money on a regular basis.I hated having to stay in front of all these people and explain myself so I looked at the cashier who smirked at me evilly.“Wipe that stupid smirk off your face and try it again,” I growled.“Ma’am, we have tried it twice now and it…” she tried to explain stupid things to me but I was not having it. She was going to do as I wanted and she was not going to argue with me.“Again!” I yelled as the woman tried it again but it didn’t work. She gave
Asher’s POVIt was my birthday and I was excited for what the day held for me. I was taking the day off since it was my birthday as the entire country was celebrating my birthday as a presidential day.I smiled while getting up, yawning and stretching just as the sounds of running feet were heard approaching my door.Suddenly the door burst open with the triplets and Zendaya entering with a large cake and a trolley of assorted meals on it.“Happy birthday!” They shouted.“Oh thank you so much,” I smiled at them as they got the table for the bed and started to arrange the food on the table for me.I hugged the triplets, thanking them so much for the birthday surprise just as they started to sing the birthday song for me.When Zendaya was done serving me the food, I looked to her arm to find it burnt… again. What was she doing to get her arm burnt?“Did you cook it yourself again?” I asked as she recalled her arm to herself.She looked guilty with the way she averted her gaze from me.“
Zendaya’s POVI was watching the television about the president's party when I saw the question being asked. This hit me hard. Seeing him frown and angry on the day he was supposed to be happy had me gritting my teeth.“Damn you Travis,” I growled. This was all his fault. The same way Asher would blame me until he died is the same way I would blame Travis for being the reason this was there. I would have gone through this without any problem if I had just deleted this stupid file.Instead I had saved it in my laptop. Now I was stuck with an eternity of guilt and shame.So was the president since his entire secret was out.The question asked by the reporter could run the rest of his day. I wondered how he would act if he came back to me. Would he even want to talk to me or would he be angry that I had caused this much problem?How tactless could this reporter be to have hit the man with such a low blow?Asher on the television only frowned for a while before turning to the camera to sm