"Where the fuck is that bastard?" Asher yelled on the phone."Asher... you need to calm down." Stephen replied on the phone."Calm Down! How will I calm down when that bastard... tried to kiss my girl!" Asher said and Stephen sighed.Asher got out of the car as soon as he stepped and rushed inside the hotel."I am asking you where the hell he is?" Asher yelled as he walked inside the hotel."I am here." Stephen said ending the call and rushed towards Asher."You are here?" Asher asked raising his eyebrows seeing Stephen running towards him."Asher... listen to me." Stephen said holding his hand and Asher just stared at him."Listen to you what?" Asher asked raising his eyebrows with anger."Asher, he is not someone you want to mess with!" Stephen said keeping his hands on his chest."He is not someone to mess with my girl too!" Asher replied."You don't love her anymore..." Stephen said."I do!" Asher replied immediately making Stephen stare at him."Are you serious?" Stephen asked."
"I am really so sorry for whatever he had done, Mr. James!" Stephen apologised as he forward a glass of water to him."Is he your friend?" James asked and Stephen nodded his head in yes."Yeah... We are best friends... But honestly, he is not like this. He Is best friends with Kylie too. He doesn't like when anyone tries to misbahev with her!" Stephen answered and James nodded with a smile."He is your bestfriend... since when?" James asked sipping on his water."Since we are kindergarten." Stephen answered."Woah..." James said smiling."That's great!" James said smiling."Yeah... Asher is really good. He doesn't care if anyone is poor or rich... He just do friendship based on their characters. It's not only about Kylie... even if it's any other girl at that place, he would have done that! I am really sorry!" Stephen replied and James sighed."It's okie... you don't have to apologise for whatever he had done!" James said and Stephen nodded his head."So... tell me..." James said maki
“Yeah, I’m here” Stephen muttered hanging up the call as he entered the club, the lights changing constantly while the music was loud enough to make anyone deaf. Lots of teenagers and youngsters in modern dresses were swaying to the music completely drunk or making out at the corners, packing the club tightly. After struggling for almost ten minutes, Stephen found Asher near the bar where the bartenders were serving drinks. He noticed Asher’s uninterested expression as he gulped down whiskey in one go, keeping the glass on the table with more than necessary pressure that indirectly told everyone around him that he is not the person to mess with. He walked to Asher, almost falling twice in the process due to the excess crowd that made him annoyed. Folding his sleeves, he tapped Asher on his shoulder who was throwing daggers at the female bartender with his eyes who was smiling at him seductively. “Come on darling, I can give you much pleasure that this whiskey is trying to give you
Kylie's voice echoed in the room as she screamed out Asher's name, trying to stop him from doing any more damage. Asher, in a drunken state, had just punched a guy in the face, and Kylie was desperately trying to put an end to the violence."What did you just say?" Asher slurred, his eyes barely focused on the stranger in front of him as he threw another punch, this time aiming for the stranger's stomach. The stranger let out a painful cry, clutching his stomach as he doubled over in agony.Kylie, along with Stephen, rushed over to the scene, hoping to intervene before anyone got seriously hurt. As they approached, they could hear people murmuring in confusion, wondering what was going on."What's wrong with him?" some of them asked, while others yelled out in alarm. The atmosphere was tense, with everyone on edge and unsure of what to do next.Kylie's heart was racing as she tried to calm Asher down, but his drunken rage was proving difficult to control. She knew that she had to act
As she stepped out into the open air, Kylie's eyes fell upon Stephen, who was standing in front of the car. He had just settled Asher, who was now peacefully asleep in the passenger seat. A sense of relief washed over her as she realized that Asher is now safe and secure.Expressing her gratitude, Kylie smiled warmly and spoke, "Thank you, Stephen. I truly appreciate your help."Stephen returned her smile and replied, "You're welcome, Kylie. It was no trouble at all. I would have been happy to take Asher home with me, but I have some other plans for the evening. Besides, I feel it's important to address the situation with that stranger we encountered earlier. If I don't settle things now, there's a possibility he might file a complaint against Asher. I hope you understand my concern."Kylie nodded understandingly, acknowledging the validity of Stephen's reasons. She trusted his judgment and knew he had Asher's best interests at heart."Don't worry," Kylie reassured Stephen, her voice
Kylie's head snapped abruptly from the car door towards Asher, startled by his unexpected question. The sound of his voice cut through the air, demanding her attention and stirring a mix of confusion and curiosity within her."Huh?" Kylie responded, her voice tinged with bewilderment, as she struggled to comprehend the meaning behind Asher's words. Meanwhile, Asher, visibly intoxicated, turned his head towards her, his eyes struggling to focus."Why don't you love me if I'm a baby?" Asher repeated, his blinking eyes struggling to maintain coherence in his drunken state. His question hung in the air, an enigma wrapped in a slurred speech, catching Kylie off guard.Kylie couldn't help but chuckle softly, the sound escaping her lips. It was a mix of surprise and amusement at the unexpected turn the conversation had taken.Kylie dismissively utter the word "Silly," her tone laced with a mix of exasperation and amusement.She paid no attention to the question Asher had just asked her, think
Thomas burst through the door of Damon's opulent penthouse, his voice resonating with urgency and frustration as he called out his son’s name, "DAMON! DAMON!"The air inside the lavish living space seemed to vibrate with the intensity of Thomas's shout. His footsteps echoed through the spacious rooms, searching for any sign of his elusive companion. Determined not to be ignored, he repeated his call, his voice infused with impatience, "Where the hell are you?"Riya, who had been engrossed in the kitchen, was startled by the sudden eruption of Thomas's loud voice. Confusion flickered across her face, mingling with curiosity as she quickly abandoned her culinary tasks. Curiosity getting the better of her, she made her way towards the source of the commotion, stepping out of the kitchen and into the living room.Riya's voice trembled with concern as she addressed her father in law, her eyes reflecting worry, "Dad... is something wrong?"Thomas, his frustration palpable, snapped his atten
Damon's eyes widened with disbelief as he exclaimed, "That's absolutely impossible, Dad!"Fueled by frustration and rage, Thomas bellowed in response, his voice echoing through the room, "If it's truly impossible, then what in the hell am I looking at right now?"Caught off guard by his father's reaction, Damon's mind raced as he struggled to comprehend the situation. He mustered a reply, his tone filled with confusion, "I honestly have no idea how Kylie managed to obtain this. James explicitly assured me that this project belonged to our company!""You need to get the answer, Damon. So, call him. Right now!" demanded Thomas, his frustration palpable. Damon nodded in agreement, understanding the urgency of the situation.After a moment of contemplation, Damon replied, "My mobile is upstairs.""Then go get it," Thomas responded with a sigh as he walked towards the couch and slumped down, feeling defeated.As Damon turned to head upstairs, he muttered under his breath, "God."Riya, who
In her eyes, Kylie deserved justice, compassion, and relief from the pain she had endured. The weight of the realization settled heavily upon Riya—she had become the reason behind Damon's coerced marriage, the very reason Kylie continued to suffer. It was an unbearable truth that gnawed at her conscience, leaving her grappling with a mix of emotions.Conflicting feelings swirled within Riya, making it difficult for her to discern her true sentiments towards Damon. Disgust, hate, and pity intertwined, creating a complex tapestry of emotions. She couldn't shake off the fact that she had invested her life and love in a man who, despite not being directly responsible for the murder, carried the guilt of causing Kylie's profound loss. The realization struck her deeply, leaving her questioning the choices she had made and the path she had pursued. It was a bitter pill to swallow, knowing that she had dedicated herself to a man entangled in such a heart-wrenching situation.Riya's emotions w
Her own father, the man she had loved first and foremost, who had once opened her eyes to the wonders of the world, had played a sinister role in her life. Not only had he coerced Damon into marrying her, but he had also concealed the dark secret that her beloved husband was a murderer. The weight of these revelations crashed upon Riya like a relentless storm, leaving her mind in a tumultuous whirlwind of emotions.The mere mention of Damon's name now carried a sinister undertone. He was her love, her husband, and yet the label of "murderer" haunted her every thought. Confusion and disbelief swirled in her mind, as she struggled to reconcile the image of the man she adored with the horrifying truth he had concealed.Despite knowing Damon's true feelings for Kylie, Asher remained silent when he discovered that Damon had chosen to marry Riya instead. His silence cut deep, leaving Riya grappling with a sense of betrayal from someone she had considered a confidant.In this complex labyrin
Damon's voice was barely above a whisper as he finally responded. "I know, Asher. I messed up. I realize that now," he admitted, his voice heavy with remorse. The pain in his words mirrored the torment he felt within. He had witnessed Kylie's anguish, yet he remained silent, fearing the loss of her love. He understood the magnitude of his selfishness and the consequences it had brought upon them all.Asher's eyes narrowed, his frustration palpable. He seized the opportunity to voice the overwhelming disappointment he felt towards his brother. "You are selfish, Damon," he declared, his words biting with a mix of accusation and bitter truth. "You wanted her love, so you kept silent. Then you wanted to maintain your social standing, respect, and connections, so you went ahead and married Riya. If you truly loved her, you would have gone to her and confessed everything. She deserved at least that, to know that you were an honest person willing to accept your mistakes instead of running aw
Damon, driven by his desperation to be understood, sought to clarify his intentions. Rising from the floor, he pleaded earnestly, his voice tinged with remorse and sincerity. "No, Asher, it's the truth. I truly do love her. The death of her father was an accident, a tragic twist of fate. How could I intentionally harm someone, especially the father of the woman I hold so dear? And as for Riya, I was coerced into marrying her. It wasn't my choice. Please, Asher, I beg you to believe me. Give me a chance to explain myself, to shed light on the circumstances that led to this tangled web of deceit," Damon implored, his eyes searching Asher's face for a glimmer of trust and understanding.As Asher sat there, his mind drifted back to the day he decided to confront Damon about his actions. It was a day filled with anger, confusion, and a desperate need for answers. The incident that had driven a wedge between them had been haunting Asher's thoughts ever since, and now was the time to seek th
Ashton, on the periphery of this tense exchange, lets out a bitter chuckle. The bitterness that tinges his laughter reflects the bitter truth they all face—a truth that Asher refuses to accept. The room becomes a pressure cooker, the weight of their actions and the consequences they seek to avoid bearing down upon them with an unyielding force.Asher's voice trembles with a potent mix of anger, frustration, and disappointment as he confronts his father's callousness. His words cut through the air like shards of ice, each syllable carrying the weight of his deep-seated resentment."You are cruel beyond measure," Asher's voice drips with a bitter disdain, his words laced with venom. He had hoped, even for a fleeting moment, that his father would acknowledge Kylie's pain in his self-serving monologue. Yet, Thomas's omission fuels Asher's righteous indignation. He lays bare the painful reality that Kylie has been forced to endure—the loss of her father, her mother's misguided blame, and t
Ashton's control snaps, his pent-up frustration and anger erupting like a volcano. Without hesitation, he delivers a powerful punch to Damon's stomach, the impact causing Damon to double over in excruciating pain. But Ashton's rage refuses to abate. Blow after blow rains down upon his brother, a relentless torrent of punches, each one driving Damon closer to the edge of surrender.Damon crumples under the onslaught, collapsing to the floor, his body wracked with coughs that splatter crimson droplets upon the ground. Helpless and broken, he offers no resistance, accepting the punishment as a grim penance for his transgressions. In this moment, he feels a twisted sense of relief, as if the physical pain inflicted by his own brother is a tangible representation of the pain he has caused others.Meanwhile, Thomas, a passive observer, watches the scene unfold with a mix of annoyance and detachment. He rolls his eyes, seemingly unimpressed by the spectacle of violence before him. His noncha
He struggles to process the unimaginable truth that it was his own brother who inadvertently caused their father's untimely demise. The realization shatters his preconceived notions, leaving him at a loss for words and actions.Amid the turmoil within him, Asher's emotions threaten to overflow, his mind a cacophony of anger, sorrow, and bewilderment. He yearns to lash out, to demand answers, but the weight of the situation paralyzes him. He feels trapped, unable to decipher what course of action to take next.All the while, he can't shake the thought of Kylie, his one and only love, who had endured the wrath of their father's blame all this time. It dawns on him that she suffered unjustly, her reputation tarnished by a mistake that wasn't hers to bear.Overwhelmed by the realization of the depth of Kylie's sacrifice, Asher's heart fills with a profound mix of remorse and empathy. He longs to find solace in her embrace, to apologize for the pain she endured. Yet, in this moment, his mi
Damon's actions, which included hiding the truth from Kylie, breaking her heart, and now attempting to undermine her in the business realm, appeared to Asher as a deliberate attempt to bring her down. However, he knew deep down that Kylie possessed an innate intelligence and resilience that made her difficult to defeat in such a manner.Confusion and conflicted emotions swirled within Asher. He grappled with the complexity of the situation, torn between loyalty to his family and the undeniable bond he felt with Kylie. As the truth continued to be shrouded in secrecy, he couldn't help but wonder how these tangled threads would ultimately unravel. Thomas exuded an unwavering certainty, firmly convinced that Kylie harbored ulterior motives and would stop at nothing to achieve her own ends. He believed he was imparting this belief onto Damon, shaping his son's perception to align with his own. Thomas was acutely aware that if Kylie were to discover the truth—that he was responsible for h
The words tore through the air like a sharp blade, fueled by Thomas's aggression and righteous anger. "That doesn't change the fact that you are her dad's killer," he spat out, his voice seething with accusation. Damon's world shattered in an instant, his mind struggling to process the damning words hurled at him. The sheer audacity of his own father, manipulating the truth and implicating Damon in a crime that he himself had committed, left him dumbfounded and emotionally battered.The weight of this revelation bore down on Damon, the realization sinking deep into his bones. How could his own flesh and blood be so conniving, so capable of inflicting unspeakable harm on others, even after enduring their own profound pain? It was a maddening thought that gnawed at Damon's consciousness, leaving him questioning his very existence and the depths of human depravity.Meanwhile, Asher found himself immersed in a sea of bewilderment, desperately trying to make sense of the perplexing puzzle