I clearly underestimated my boyfriend and my husband. Despite such a serious issue, they both were engaged in a staring contest now. None of them wanted to back off.“Ok, guys,” I clapped to get their attention, “Can we sort it out like adults please?”“There is nothing to sort it. You are my wife!” Justin said not moving an inch.“Exactly, Mr. Deluca.” Gerald was proving to be a true friend, “She might be your wife. I might be her boyfriend. But I am not leaving her side unless she asks me to do so.”Now their eyes were on me.“Ashley. You should tell him that we are still married!” Justin said without even bothering to look at me.“I will, Justin.” I said and earned an affectionate smile from him until I finish it off, “I will exactly do that if you can give us some space… Some privacy.”He frowned and looked at me, “It shouldn’t take that long to tell him that …”“Justin!” I forced some warning vibes into my voice, “Can you please wait outside? I need to talk to Gerald.”Justin kep
Ashley’s pov: The first message from Justin: “Hello, love. Hope you keep your bag ready for the mansion visit that is due this evening.” The phone pinged again and there was a second message from him: “Oh, and one more thing. I love you. (A kissing emoji) A smile made its way to my lips when I read his message on my phone. The professor who was sitting in his seat and was waiting for us to finish our class assignment gave that look full of warning. “Sorry,” I mouthed and resumed writing the fu*cking note on the importance of color schemes in an interior, that I had the least interest in. The whole class was busy writing, God knows what. Then something clicked my mind, I smiled and started writing… [Not enough ideas? Fall in love. You want to bring colors to your interior? Fall in love. Because love is something that will change the perception of everything in your life. Whether it’s your profession, home, or your color scheme.] I kept writing until my fingers ached. After
Ashley Walters pov“You are silly, Justin. I don’t know why Sarah had to bring me here. Please take me home.” Granny was continuously whining like a toddler and Justin was trying to make her calm like a mommy. It was heartwarming to witness the chemistry. “Yes, we would granny. Soon!” He said hugging her fragile body to himself. Sarah was standing in the corner with arms folded on her chest. She looked annoyed and tired and very much pregnant.I didn’t see her after that night when I barged into her engagement party.“That’s what I am telling her.” She complained and started making a messy bun of her dark blond hair at the top.“No! You didn’t tell me anything, Sarah!” Granny complained again to Justin, “she said we are only going for a brief visit. For a short checkup.” The way that old cow … I mean Mrs. Deluca was complaining, “And here the visit turned into this annoying hospital admission.”I didn’t want to admit but Mrs. Deluca looked kind of cute. Justin kept cooing at her. She
Sarah pov “Wake up, baby! Wake up!” I stretched and opened my eyes to find his face too close to mine. I must have fallen asleep hardly one hour ago. “When did you arrive?” I put my arms around his neck and pulled him to me. The pregnancy hormones had made me hornier recently. “Just when my darling mommy was fast asleep looking all cute and se*xy wearing almost nothing.” I chuckled when I felt him nuzzling his nose in my neck. “Why didn’t you tell me about granny?” he asked me while kissing that sensitive spot and I had to tighten my jaw to stop myself from moaning, “No calls. No messages.” He was not someone who would complain. He just wanted to be there for me. I knew it. “I just called Justin.” I told him sleepily, “I was too panicked to call anyone but him. She was in pain and was continuously screaming not to take her to the doctor.” “Aww. Love. I am so sorry that you were alone.” He laid beside me and started stroking my hair. “You should not stay here when all I can thin
Sarah Garner povI didn’t want to have my breakfast but wanted to go to granny instead. Keith made me sit and forced me to eat. He was planning to tag along with me. I was expecting him to reach here in the evening, in the meantime, I could have talked to Ashley in private and requested her not to tell, about those letters to Keith or Justin.Though she must have told Justin by now, Keith didn’t know anything. I needed to explain to him my side of the story before that. I could not afford to let it break to him from Ashley.“What are you thinking?” he asked me, tapping my head, “finish it. I know you are worrying about granny. She will be fine. Trust me.”I nodded, taking a sip of my peach tea.“How was your visit to your parents?” I asked to take my mind off the issue about those letters.“It was good. Dad was pleased that I have started taking interest in the family business at last.” He smiled and looked at me, “Credit goes to you. You made me realize that I needed to be responsibl
Ashley Walters povWhat was exactly going on? As slowly and as calmly as possible, I tip-toed and went to sit in a corner of the room.IF …I mean if … By any chance that elderly couple would catch me witnessing the se*xy drama, they might kill me. I put my phone on silent mode first so that I would not get caught if someone tried to call me or message me.I could still hear those noises and it served me right. The previous night, I was the one who disturbed granny and now she was doing the same with me.Ha-ha.Sitting in the corner of the room, I didn’t know when I fell asleep, but after a few hours when it was still dark, I felt someone shaking my shoulder gently.“Kitten!” Justin was calling me softly and was kissing my neck, “why are you not sleeping on the bed?”I didn’t say anything and held his hand to stand up. Again, very quietly I tried to peek into the room where granny was sleeping peacefully.Smiling to myself, I went to the bathroom and got fresh. Justin had brought me a
Ashley Walters povThe older man who looked like Marwick except for his grey hair, was standing there in shock. He was not expecting it from me. Even I was not aware that I had that much courage.The man had coffee droplets on his face and stains on his clothes. Coffee might not be too hot, but it had enough temperature to make his face red.He wiped his face with his hand and looked down at his palm as if he wanted to confirm if he was dreaming or if I really threw it at him.“What did you just do?” I heard his menacing voice and was about to throw a punch at his face when someone came close to me and picked me up off the floor like a sack.“What the hell! Who are you? Put me down?” I screamed at the top of my lungs and started throwing punches at the back of this man who was now carrying me upstairs.I could feel Sarah coming after me.“Keith. Instead of taking her to her room bring her to mine,”“KEITH!” I shouted and pinched his back, “PUT ME DOWN RIGHT THIS MINUTE, AS*HOLE! WHAT
Ashley Walters pov“One more thing, Sarah.” I asked her once we were over our giggling session, “I want an honest answer for this one.”She nodded sincerely, “Yes, Ashley. What is it?”“I think you have something that belongs to me.” This brought confusion to her eyes. She kept looking at me until understanding dawned on her face.I nodded at her and folded my arms on my chest, “My suitcase.”“It’s still in the attic.” She said, “I took out the papers and handed them over to someone.”“Handed over?” I cocked a brow at her, “Means you don’t have it anymore?”“No,” she bobbed her head, “I gave it to someone to … to check the authenticity.”“What?” before I could say anything further, she explained quickly.“I wanted to find your parents, Ashley.”“And why would you do that?” I frowned at her, “I thought you hated me.”“Exactly,” she smiled, “I hated you. That’s why I was looking for your parents. My understanding was that once I would locate them, it would be easier to send you away. Yo
Hello readers. I hope you liked all the books. As I told you before, Marwick's story will be out on 1st July 2023 (fingers crossed).Here is a little blurb but sort of incomplete...You are the CEO of a big company and looking for your wife for the last five years. The same wife you left at the altar. You don't know anything about her. Except that she has azure eyes that kept you awake all those nights. You are looking for her everywhere like a madman, without an idea that she might be right there under your nose. Working as your PA. Title :Gosh! The CEO's assistant is NOT a Boy! (Hired a girl By Mistake) (If you are on my socials please don't tell the title there. No spoilers please ;-)) Love you all.xoxoLisa Salman-author
Sophia’s pov: Colter was smart, intelligent, and the school’s soccer team captain. For every girl, he was an ideal. But he chose me as his girlfriend. We were good initially but then he started showing his true colors. “Your cousin is a creep, Sophie. He keeps staring at you. The little boy can’t control his urges,” he used to make fun of Rowan and I never liked it. “He is NOT my cousin, Colt.” I used to defend Rowan and that used to annoy him even more. “Yeah. Whatever. He is younger, Sophie. Just a kid! Don’t ever forget that. Trust me! Nobody wants to date a baby.” His remark tugged my heartstrings that day. Every other day he used to get aggressive and used to remind me that Rowan was just a mere kid. Most of the time his aggression used to be due to Rowan. He disliked it when Rowan used to sit right opposite our place in the cafeteria. He easily could get offended if he would find Rowan, visiting my place. I tried convincing him that Rowan was a family friend but failed.
Rowan’s pov:The girl in my arms was sleeping soundly. She was making me feel like my arms were the best place where she could get that deep sleep. She was making me feel like I was a safe haven for her.That fuc*ker Colter tried to take away her spirit. Her soul. But she did it. She defeated him. The day she called me for help, I knew how much courage she must have gathered to do it. To type that single message. That single word.“Rowan!” she murmured in her sleep and stirred in my arms.“Go to sleep, Sophie. You are safe.” I said and closed my eyes but the she-devil close to me, kept rubbing herself against me intimately.“Soph!” I whispered and she made a pout in her sleep and opened her sleep-filled hooded eyes to look at me, “Go to sleep, love.”I tried to control my desire shooting up by her touch. She shook her head and started rubbing her cheek against my chest skin.“You smell amazing, Rowan.” She started kissing my chest and then climbed up to bring her face close to mine, “
Rowan Levisay pov I looked down at the delicate girl in my arms who, very slowly, was now getting closer to me. She already lived in my heart and had, at last, started seeing me. The only difference was, she spotted me after twenty-five goddamn years. And I noticed her when I was just two. She used to sit cozily in bed with my sisters. I could hear their giggling sounds in my cot and always wanted to get down so that I could join the fun. Sometimes, Mom used to allow me to go to them. They used to cuddle me in between and all I wanted at that time was to sit beside my girl. She used to get irritated by my presence, and how I used to cling to her, stare at her. “Mom! I think she doesn’t like me.” While growing up, the four years old me, asked my mom. She smiled and made me sit on her lap. “She might see you if you stop clinging to her. Nobody likes that, Rowan. Everyone loves to have some space, son.” In my teenage years, I could never make a steady girlfriend. Because they all u
Sophia’s pov. Restless, I continued to toss and turn in my bed, the weight of my past worries pressing heavily upon my chest. The hushed murmurs drifting up from downstairs did confirm what I already knew. My parents were still awake and their concern for me was refusing to let them succumb to sleep. Normally, my parents were early sleepers, but tonight was different. Tonight, their parental instincts were on high alert, their worry for me was palpable in the air. Ever since I could remember, they were protective of me and had shielded me from harm, nurtured me with unwavering love and care. As my adoptive parents, they made me and Jackson their utmost priority. They never let us feel that I was adopted and that Jackson was their own blood. As the minutes ticked by, I couldn't help but reflect on the countless times they had been my pillars of strength. They had been my unwavering support, always there to lend a hand or offer to just listen to me. To make me feel heard. And now,
Emerald's pov: The weight of her words settled upon us like a heavy burden, each of us grappling with our own emotions. But at that moment, amidst the chaos of thoughts and feelings, one thing was clear — Sophie had endured some kind of ordeal. Something that was beyond our thoughts, and we had to listen, support, and help her find solace in our embrace. “Talk to us, love.” Rafael encouraged her to speak, “What is it? What did Colt do to you?” his voice seemed tense. “If I will tell you then would you believe me?” She asked Rafael innocently. Like a baby. Gosh! I wanted to cry. I could not wait to be alone and cry in my husband’s arms. But right now, we both needed to stay strong. “Yes, we will.” Abigail spoke with determination, “You are our kid. Why won’t we trust you?” The moment Abigail said that Sophia started crying. Her tears started slipping down her smooth cheeks. “Sophie?” Rafael and I both called her name. We both were shocked. “Mom! Dad! The one month I was with him
Emerald's pov:Sophia was trembling while taking hesitant steps forward. She looked exhausted as if she had been through an ordeal that no words could adequately describe. The room remained silent, each of us holding our breath, waiting for her to speak.I saw Hunter gesturing for his investigators to leave the room without a sound.Finally, Sophia’s voice broke the silence, which was weak yet determined. "I... I'm sorry. I never meant to cause you all this worry. It's... it's complicated. I'll explain, I promise."Rafael and I exchanged glances, a mix of relief and concern etched on our faces. We moved closer to Sophia, enveloping her in a gentle embrace, offering comfort and reassurance. The room slowly came alive with a mixture of relief, confusion, and a silent desire for answers.Hunter, his voice laced with a mix of relief and urgency, stepped forward. "Sophie, we've been searching for you. Where have you been? Are you alright?"Sophia took a deep breath, her eyes darting around
Emerald Wyatt pov: (Sophia’s foster mom)“Emerald. Stop crying.” Abigail Levisay hugged me tightly, “Hunter has called Rowan and he will be here any minute. We will find Sophie. Don’t lose hope.”Tears were streaming down my face. I was sitting on the armchair, clutching a tissue in my trembling hands. Abigail Levisay … my compassionate friend and Rowan’s mom was kneeling beside me, offering comfort.I was sobbing uncontrollably, struggling to compose myself.“I can't help it, Abigail. I'm so scared for Sophie. It's been two days, and we still have no idea where she could be. And now with Colter found dead ... What if something terrible has happened to my daughter too?”Abigail wrapped her arms around me, holding me tightly.She shushed me gently, “I know, darling. It's an incredibly distressing situation, but we have to stay strong. We can't lose hope. Hunter has called Rowan, and he's on his way here. Rowan has connections. Along with Hunter, he can locate Sophie. We're going to fin
Sophia pov:Without another word, he started rubbing my back with soapy hands. Placing my palms on the bathroom walls, I closed my eyes feeling his touch on my body and then my hair with a whiff of my shampoo. He opened the shower and started washing the sand off my hair. I held my breath when I felt his hands unusually lingering on my bre*asts.“May I?” I asked him, offering him the same comfort. He slowly shook his head and wrapped a bathrobe around me.“I can’t risk that, Sophie.” He draped a towel around my hair like a turban. He was still wearing his costume while I was there without a piece of clothing, “I can take my shower later.”True to his word, he didn’t even bat an eye on my nak*edness.“I promise, I would be decent enough not to sed*uce you,” I said mischievously making him chuckle.“And do you think that would make me happy, princess?” he placed his palms on either side of me on the walls of the bathroom behind me,His eyes were searching mine with a mixture of seriousn