Author's POV Leaving Adrian's office, Ashton strolled down the corridor in hopes to find Grace's cabin so he could just have one look at her. He still didn't have the guts to confront her after what he did, but knew he had to do something about it soon. Not being able to find her cabin, he asked the receptionist for the directions to Mr Adrian's P.A. She immediately guided him to the room telling that she might be inside. Ashton gave her a nod before she left. Standing outside her cabin, he didn't know what to do. He knew that he wouldn't be able to say anything once he saw her. But dismissing all those thoughts, he reminded himself that he was Ashton Knight, and he wasn't afraid of anything. Thus with determination encasing his body, he knocked on her door. Grace was busy proofreading some documents when she heard a knock on her. Who could it be? She thought as she softly told the person to come in. With her eyes still fixed on the paper, she heard the door open and some shoes
Author's POV Grace was lying on the couch lazily watching a new chick-flick on Netflix. Adrian came and took a place beside her. "So how was your day?" He asked, hoping to know precisely what happened with Ashton. "Nothing out of the ordinary," she shrugged, popping popcorn in her mouth. Adrian nodded before taking a few popcorns himself and chucking them down. He got the message that she didn't like talking about Ashton. Like at all."What are you doing tomorrow? It's the weekend." "I really don't have any plans. Why? Do you wanna go somewhere?" She asked, peeping at him from her hazel eyes. "No..I .. you sure you don't have any plans with Macy or someone...." he trailed off frowning. What the heck was Ashton even talking about earlier? She is completely clueless. Grace thought about his words when her eyes widened."Hmm, talking about Macy, I remember we had to do a marvel movie marathon. I'll just ring her up to see if she is free tomorrow!" She exclaimed excitedly, having no
Author's POV Grace reached the living room, slightly glaring at Adrian. "You're best friend is here to talk," she sassed, emphasizing on 'best friend' . Adrian sighed as he was not really in the mood to talk to him. He already knew why he was here and was sure that no one was going to like it. "Why is Ashton here?" Macy asked, confused, looking up at him. "I don't know," Adrian shrugged, "maybe some business." Pausing the movie, he got up after shifting Macy off him. "I'll be right back," both the girls nodded at him as he took his leave. "Why the hell are you here?" Adrian exclaimed in a low voice, "think before your act Ashton! Please!" Ashton felt a little hurt seeing his best friend acting so rudely to him, but then he knew he deserved all of this. "I had no other choice Ok! I had to see her," he pouted, acting innocent. Adrian rolled his eyes at his comment. "You just met her yesterday. Plus you know she isn't very fond of you. Then why do you keep irritating her?
Author's POV It didn't surprise Adrian when his office door opened suddenly and he heard shoes clicking against the wooden floor. Who else could it be other than his best friend? It was now like his routine to come everyday to his office just so he could bug him to get updates on Grace and see her face. But she ignored him at every chance she got, not even bothering to spare a glance at him. "To what do I owe the pleasure?" Adrian sighed looking up from his laptop, "this time?" Ashton gave him a cheeky smile before inviting himself to sit on the chair. "I need to know a few things," Ashton answered. Adrian scowled at his response, not knowing what he was talking about. "That is?" He asked. Ashton pressed his lips in a straight line before fishing for a paper in his coat's pocket. He slipped out a folded paper and handed it over to Adrian without saying anything. Adrian gave a careful look to the paper before raising his brow and taking it from his hand. He unfolded the paper and c
Author's Pov Grace got lost in the starry sky that stole her breath with the shine the stars were sparkling with. She blew some air on her hot chocolate before taking a sip from it. She was in deep thoughts about someone. Someone she didn't want to think about very often but no matter what she did, her mind betrayed her and her thoughts lingered on that specific person. She sighed remembering what had happened earlier. There was no doubt that she loved the surprise and really appreciated the hard work which was put into it. But she didn't want it from the person who did it for her. More like she didn't expect it. She desperately wished it was from someone she liked too. Why was he doing all of this? Sure he had found out the truth of the situation for which he fired her. But why was he ready to give up his ego just to have her forgive him? Would Ashton Knight in his right mind do that? This was the thing that was bugging her from the start and no matter what she tried she couldn't
Grace's POV I stood in front of the building that I promised to never even look at the last time I walked out of. I hate you Ashton Knight for making me break my promise. If it was up to me, I would have rejected to even be in this project, if only I knew Ashton would pull this stunt. Reluctantly, I took some steps forward, finding myself standing in front of the glass door. The two security guards instantly bowed down to me slightly and one of them opened the gate for me. That made me frown, knowing the last time I came here, I had to open the gate myself. And these guards? Why were they bowing to me? Giving them a confused smile, I walked in. Looking around the classy building, I noticed nothing much had changed. It was just the same as when I left it. More like when I had to leave it. Sighing, I walked forward until I reached the reception area. I saw Valentina busy on the telephone line while flipping through a few pages, trying to look for something. Finally after ending th
Grace's POV I took agonizingly slow steps to Ashton's office as I didn't want to see his face so soon. Why does he always have to bug me? Upon reaching his office, I gently knocked on the door that was answered with a soft 'come in'. Twisting the knob, I entered the quiet room. "You called me Mr Knight?" Ashton looked up from his laptop and nodded while pointing at the chair, asking me to sit. I obliged to the offer. "Update me on the project," he said while continuing to punch some keys on his laptop. I told him all that he needed to know. I informed him that Stephen had been a great source of help for the project as he had skillfully done all the tasks that were given to him. But as soon as those words left my mouth, I saw his jaw clenching and his fingers folding to form a tight clenched fist. I paused for a bit to see why he was acting that way, but continued after finding no apparent reason. But then he suddenly interrupted me. "I called you here to hear what you had to s
Grace's POV My last encounter with Ashton was way more than weird. The way he acted, almost actually made me forgive him. I know it's all just an act. Then why does my heart say something else? Is he really sorry for what he did? But why should I consider his apologies? He thinks everyone is just an insect under his dirty feet that he can so likely cripple and walk away without having to care. Damn! Why am I even thinking about it? I have seriously lost my mind. Getting up, I wrapped all my things as it was time to leave. I'm not going to lie but it's been quite hectic for me to come back and forth from my own office to Ashton's office. I mean why can't I just simply work at one place. I need to talk to Adrian and do something about this. Because Ashton has seriously started getting on my nerves. That man seriously just finds excuses to come to my cabin for no apparent reason, say a few words then leave. Then he would come and beg me to go out for lunch with him. When I refuse , he
Five years had flown by, and their once-tiny bundle of joy, Noah, was now a spirited four-year-old with a heart as big as his imagination. It was a sunny morning, and the aroma of excitement filled the air in the spacious kitchen of their luxurious mansion. Today was a special day—it was Grace's birthday, and both Ashton and Noah were determined to make it unforgettable.Ashton, donned an apron with as much determination as he approached his business deals. Beside him, Noah stood on a chair, his eyes wide with anticipation, wearing a miniature apron that read "Little Chef.""Alright, buddy, today we're baking the most amazing cake for Mama," Ashton declared, surveying the array of ingredients spread across the kitchen counter. Flour dusted the air as he attempted to pour it into a mixing bowl, but a gust of wind, courtesy of Noah's enthusiastic clapping, sent the flour swirling in all directions."Yesh Dad! We got this!" Noah grinned, his laughter filling the room.With Ashton's guidan
Author's Pov "You look breathtaking," Ashton mumbled against Grace's lips as he continued to push her through the main gates of their home, locked in an intense liplock. Grace was lost in the searing heat of the kiss, her mind hazy with the sensual touches of Ashton on her body. "Too bad, the look's going to be ruined in a few minutes." He led her through the living room pulling her veil off, not having patience to finally make her his. He had given all the staff off for the day to not have any interruptions on their wedding night. The man was so impatient, as soon as the car halted outside the gate, he rushed out from his door to Grace's side, instantly pulling her out and smashing his lips on hers, not even waiting to get in. "Fuck," he let out a groan, cupping her breast giving it a squeeze earning a sinful moan from her lips. "Jump," he ordered and she immediately obliged to his command. His hands went to cup her hips as she wrapped her legs around his waist, instantly feeling t
Author’s Pov In the soft morning light, Ashton Knight stood before the mirror, his fingers fumbling with the silk tie that would soon rest beneath his crisp collar. The room was filled with a quiet buzz, the scent of cologne lingering in the air as he prepared himself for the most significant day of his life. His reflection stared back, eyes reflecting a mixture of nervous anticipation and boundless excitement.The weight of the moment settled on his shoulders, a beautiful blend of anxiety and joy. Butterflies fluttered in his stomach, their delicate wings a testament to the magnitude of the occasion. Each precise movement as he buttoned his white suit jacket and adjusted his cufflinks, a silent vow to be the best version of himself for Grace.As he ran a hand through his hair, Ashton couldn't help but smile, the corners of his lips curving upward in sheer happiness. Today, he would make a promise that would echo through a lifetime, a commitment to love, cherish, and protect. The tho
Author's pov The day was here. Grace couldn't help but feel her stomach churn in excitement and nervousness at the same time. If a year before someone would have told her she would be getting married to Ashton Knight then she would have blatantly laughed at the person for even having such a ridiculous and foolish thought. Her brain played a movie of all the flashbacks and memories she had spent with Ashton from the first day she met his obnoxious being to the day she started loving him. Yes, she hadn't told him that yet, but Grace Miller had fallen in love with Ashton Knight. If not, then she wouldn't have said yes to getting married to him in the first place. She giggled lightly remembering the times where he actually made her hate his guts. Just how fast the night changes. "I'm pretty sure whatever you are imagining is very pleasant but I need you to stop giggling Grace or I'll mess up your lipstick," the make-up artist scolded her like a child. "Sorry," she fought the urge to
Ashton's Pov My face contorted with fury as I remembered watching the security footage, my fists clenched in white-knuckled rage. The screen displayed the horrifying moment when the muggers attacked Grace. Determination had burned in my eyes as I made my men trace the motorbike's number plate, my mind calculating the best way to make them pay for their act. And right after two days, I was successful in finding those bastards alive. "They are in there Boss," I gave a single nod to my secretary, Luke, someone who I always ring up for these grave matters. With swift, purposeful steps, I made my way to the hidden torture room I had prepared for my special guests. The air was thick with tension as I entered, the dim light casting eerie shadows on the walls. My footsteps echoed in the cold, metallic space, amplifying the gravity of my intent. The two bastards were bound to chairs, their eyes wide with fear as they realized the tables had turned. My voice was low and dangerous as I appr
Author's PovIt had been two weeks now and and Grace had recovered from her head injury. It wasn't very severe to begin with. Things would have been a lot different if the person had actually shot her instead of hitting her with the gun. Although she did suffer with a mild concussion for a few days. But everything was well now. And things had gotten back on track. Preparations for the wedding were now complete. "Damn, I can't believe all the days just flew and my big day is tomorrow!" Macy exasperated, dropping on the couch. "I know right?" Grace added. "I am so nervous. Gosh I don't know what will happen tomorrow. What if I fall walking down the aisle. What if…." "Calm down woman. Noting is going to happen. And I know you are going to slay your model walk down the aisle." Grace cut her off to calm her nerves. "Are you mocking? I am not supposed to model walk tomorrow!" "Hahah, given the enthusiastic freak you are, I can already imagine you doing that.""Shut up," Macy threw a
Ashton's povMy heart leapt out of my chest when I heard the words on the call. Grace is in the hospital, we were mugged. They hit her with their gun. Macy had called me immediately after telling me that Adrian was already on his way. I literally raced against time, breaking all speeding rules to get to her as soon as I could, all the while praying nothing happened to her. My pulse quickened, sending a frantic rhythm through my veins as I clutched the steering wheel with white-knuckled determination. The tires of my car squealed in protest as I accelerated, the engine's roar mirroring the turmoil inside me. My knitted brows were a testament to the fear and urgency that gripped me.The world outside my car window became a whirlwind of blurred neon lights and indistinct shapes, each passing streetlamp casting fleeting, eerie shadows across my face. This was not how the night was supposed to end. They were supposed to enjoy it cozed up in their pillow fort ending it with a movie. She
Grace Pov"What do you think about this one?" I pointed at yet another bridal dress hoping Macy would take a liking to it. "I'm not sure. Those flower patterns are not my type," this girl is never going to find her wedding dress like this. We've been out for three hours now and she has rejected every dress that was shown to her. "I was thinking about something with a slit maybe?" "Oh God Macy! You could have said that a lot earlier and by now we would have been done," I know I hate shopping but it's her big day and everything has to be perfect so I'm trying my best to keep my calm. I love her of course and my brother. And for them I could put up with this whole situation. "Ok, let me try this one," she took a beautiful white dress from the rack with a slit running on one side before going into the changing room. I decided to sit before my phone rang. Obviously it had to be Ashton. "How's my life doing? I hope your sister in law isn't making you regret your decision?" He cheered up
Grace's Pov The last week has been nothing but a bliss for me. Ashton did not miss a single moment to prove his love for me and to shower kisses whenever he saw the moment. The days I worked from his office were extremely delightful as everytime after working hours, we would go out to eat and then hit my favorite spot near a secluded lake. We would spend our time star gazing and then suddenly the air would get hot and make us end up in crazy sensual, most bombastic makeout sessions that I have fallen in love with. His kisses are something else. The feel of his lips, the way he takes control, almost makes me want to lose myself in him completely. We have kissed in places that I never imagined I would have in the first place. Having full blown make out sessions in the car and his office was nothing compared to the ones where he would sneak into the ladies bathroom and surprise me to have some fun. Not only this but once we got so lost in making out in the coffee machine room that he for