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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
Sarah pov “Why everything is so quiet here?” I said while coming inside, holding Keith’s hand. Well! For some odd reason, my heart had this strange sinking feeling. “I have always found this mansion deathly silent. Always quiet and … so… boring. If Justin was not my friend, I would never have stepped here.” Keith remarked while holding my hand. Near the staircase, he took me by surprise by lifting me up. I squealed and bumped a fist at him playfully, “Put me down. I am good.” “I want to lift my daughter’s mommy!” he said in a low whisper making me giggle. I was about to lean my head against his chest when I heard someone yelling at the top of his lungs. “SARAH!” “Who the fuck is this?” Keith mumbled stopping at the third stair, “Can’t they call you in a decent way?” I held his chin and looked into his eyes, “I think… it’s dad.” I explained and started wiggling in his arms, “Please put me down.” “Nah. I am not putting you down. The old man must have enjoyed his life when he wa
(21 years ago) Third Person pov:“Leigh! Come here.” The owner of the furniture shop was a lady in her thirties, called Leigh.“Hey, Sandy.” Leigh took off the scarf from the lower half of her face and wiped the sweat from her smooth forehead with the back of her hand.“Are you visiting the doctor?” she asked Leigh, pointing towards her belly, “Are you taking your prenatal vitamins?”Leigh rubbed her belly fondly. She was four months along and now her belly had started protruding a little bit.“Yeah, Sandy. Thanks to you.” She thanked her employer who had been helping her with finances during this hard time.“Oh, it's nothing. I haven’t called you here for your thankyous. There is something serious we need to discuss.”Leigh frowned and took the other seat, wiping her hands with a cloth.“You need to go,” Sandy announced without beating about the bush.“What?” Leigh’s head snapped up.“It’s not permanent, silly,” Sandy scolded her, “the paint fumes. They are harmful to the baby. I can
Third person pov:It was raining like cats and dogs. Steward Garner came out when he heard the knock at the wooden door and found a beautiful young woman outside his house. Her clothes were drenched, and her teeth were chattering in cold.“Ash… Ashton. I am looking for Ashton… s… sir.” Several creases appeared on his forehead.“Are you looking for Ashton Garner?” he asked her kindly.She raised her index finger and asked him to wait. Fishing in her bag, she took out the photo that looked more crumbled by now with water traces on it.“Th…this man!” she gave it to him. He took it near his eyes and gave her a sheepish smile.“My eyesight won’t allow me to have a good look at it. Why don’t you come inside? My son is outside and might reach here any minute. You can meet him once he is here.” She was about to set her foot inside when he said, “he is out with his family. His wife is expecting, and she wanted to spend some time outside the home.”That made her go still in her tracks.“Then …
Hello readers. Hope, all is well. As you all know that Ouch book is about to end in March. After this, I will start short novellas and add their chapters here. All these three novellas will be having 15 to 20 chapters. 1) EVELYNE: When fate took away the love of her life in an accident, she promised herself she would never fall in love again… Would never go for a commitment again…But what would she do if the same fate is giving back her something she lost two years back? Elijah! Would she accept him or let him go? 2) SOPHIA WYATT/ ROWAN LEVISAY : She was his crush since childhood. Whenever they were together in a room, his eyes used to follow her everywhere. She was the adopted daughter of a movie star (Rafael Wyatt), and he was the youngest son of the business guru Hunter Levisay and Abigail Levisay. She was aware of his feelings but kept ignoring him because he was two years younger than her. But the last time she met him, he was not that young boy anymore but a handsome dud
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