“I told you clearly that we’re going to the club tonight. Why did you dress like it’s a picnic at home?” Arthur asked, his gaze fixed on her through the side mirror. “This is what I had... is it that bad?” she replied defensively, and Arthur rolled his eyes in response. “Haven’t you been to the club, Ashleigh?” he questioned. She shook her head cluelessly. “Are you surprised, Arthur? Ashleigh uses the bus to get around, so don’t expect much from her,” Damien interjected, his eyes fixed on the road as he drove. Arthur turned to look at Ashleigh and shook his head in disappointment. “Enough said... drive on, Damien,” he said, holding his hand up in silent disapproval as he flopped back dramatically into his seat. Soon enough, they arrived at a private department store. Arthur showed his membership card, and they entered the store. He went straight to business, while Ashleigh followed behind him with the store attendants, and Damien sat on a couch to wait. Arthur selected a few opti
Ashleigh’s heart pounded as she sprinted through the dimly lit underground parking lot, her breath coming in sharp gasps. She’d seen Megan and those two guys earlier; they had been leaving the building just before her. Now, the parking lot was deserted. Ashleigh glanced around anxiously, trying to piece together the sequence of events. As she exited the lot and headed toward the street, her mind raced with fear.“Why can’t I find them?” she muttered to herself, her voice trembling. “It was only a minute between when they left and when I followed.” She scanned the alleyways adjacent to the building, each darkened passage holding only eerie silence.As she reached the third alley, a chilling sound pierced the quiet—cries of distress. Ashleigh’s pulse quickened. She peered into the dimly lit alley and her stomach dropped. There was Megan, pinned against the wall by the two men from earlier. One man held Megan’s arms forcefully against the wall, while the other was lifting her gown. The s
“This is not Megan, sir. This is Ashleigh Hartman. Megan’s currently in the hospital.” The gentle yet firm voice cut through the room, casting a palpable heaviness in the air. Mr. Turner swallowed hard, his gaze flicking nervously from the terrified assistant to his boss, who glared darkly at the phone. The tension in the room seemed to intensify with each passing second. Earlier... After their heated argument, Adrian had retreated to Italy, seeking solace in his mother’s company and the familiar rhythm of business at Cagliari Industries. The trip was intended to be a period of both personal and professional reflection. It offered him a chance to delve into Ashleigh’s background, to sift through her family’s history and their business dealings. Adrian reminded himself that his primary goal for marrying Ashleigh was to further his own ambitions. Her feelings, whatever they might be, were merely a means to an end. He resolutely chose not to address her probing questions about his emo
As the sun began its ascent, its warm rays crept through the ward room's window, casting a soft glow over the space. Ashleigh, nestled on the couch, stirred awake. The couch had been uncomfortable the night before, but fatigue had dulled her discomfort, making it tolerable. Megan, however, was just beginning to rouse from a fitful sleep. Confusion clouded her mind at first. She glanced around the unfamiliar hospital room, her heart racing with a blend of fear and disorientation. It took a moment for reality to sink in, and when it did, she was overwhelmed by the memories of the previous night. Her skin crawled as she recalled the disturbing incidents where the men from the party had invaded her personal space. Silent tears streamed down her face as she lay there, trying to process her trauma.The muffled sound of Megan's distress woke Ashleigh. She bolted upright, concern etched on her face as she rushed to Megan's bedside. "What happened, Megan? Are you in pain? Should I call the do
“Now that I see you, it makes sense why he’s like that,” Alexander remarked, studying her with a reserved gaze.“What makes sense? Did you meet Adrian?” Ashleigh asked, stepping closer at the mention of Adrian.Alexander observed the eagerness in her eyes and internally rolled his eyes. The couple seemed to share many similarities.“I thought you said I was wrong earlier?” he mused, but Ashleigh ignored his teasing.“Did he tell you about our relationship?” she pressed, her eyes gleaming with hope.“He mentioned there was a relationship but didn’t specify the nature of it. I figured it out on my own,” he said, recalling his conversation with Adrian the previous night.“Oh...” Ashleigh murmured, averting her gaze as she tried to hide her disappointment.“By the way, I appreciate your help with my fiancée. Your timely intervention ensured her safety,” he said, and Ashleigh offered a weak smile in response.“It’s nothing. Your girlfriend, however, doesn’t share the same sentiment,” she s
Ashleigh spent the rest of the weekend deep in thought. By Monday, she was still torn between reaching out to Alexander for help with Adrian or deciding if contacting Adrian was even worth the trouble. For now, her midterms were her primary concern, so she got ready to meet Damien, Arthur and Oliver. Just as she was about to leave, her phone rang. Seeing Fiona’s name flash on the screen, she winced, remembering she hadn’t spoken to Fiona or James since the office party.“Hi, Fiona! How are you?” she answered, trying to sound cheerful, but a loud male voice boomed in the background, nearly deafening her.“I told you she was alive, Fiona! She just didn’t want to call us. And her phone’s working fine, too,” James voice boomed in the background, his footsteps growing louder as he neared the phone.“James, don’t talk like that! I’ve just been busy settling into college,” Ashleigh replied, her voice tinged with guilt for neglecting her friends.At first she had been preoccupied with her arg
After Arthur and Oliver left, Damien led the way deeper into the library, searching for a quieter spot. Ashleigh followed closely behind. They finally settled at a secluded table, and both of them pulled out their study materials along with the timetable for the midterm exams. “So, let’s start with these two courses today,” Damien suggested, opening his notes and skimming through the pages. “I assume you’ve been reviewing the topics from these classes daily?” “Yeah, I have,” Ashleigh replied, nodding. “Good. We’ll just go over them and tackle related questions. That should prepare us well for tomorrow. Ready?” Damien looked at her briefly, and Ashleigh nodded in agreement. They spent the next few hours engrossed in their studies, with Ashleigh asking questions whenever she encountered something confusing. Damien was focused entirely on the study session, answering her questions patiently. However, he strictly confined their conversation to the subjects at hand, never veering of
After the call from Alexander, Adrian spent several minutes brooding over the matter, his anger simmering beneath the surface. He was pulled back to reality by Caelia’s voice, her curiosity piqued by his intense reaction.“What was the call about?” she asked, her honey voice breaking through his thoughts as her eyes fixed on him with anticipation.Adrian cleared his throat, masking his emotions with a neutral expression. “Alexander was just updating me about someone from my company,” he replied, returning to his meal with deliberate calm.Caelia wasn’t convinced. She had noticed his reaction when the woman was mentioned and couldn’t shake her suspicions. Adrian was notoriously private, even with his family, who had been frustratingly tight-lipped whenever she inquired about him. Her thoughts whirled as she watched him, wondering who this woman was and what she meant to him. A flicker of jealousy sparked within her as she contemplated the possibility of a romantic connection.“So, is A