Hello readers. What do you all think? Is Ashley ready for the time bomb that would soon drop on her head? Hey, Myzz Joey. Sorry for not responding to your query properly. I was hell sleepy. For one week you will get the updates in the morning at 9:00 am according to Singapore time. After Chapter 23 It will be 12 am(late night) according to Singapore time. I hope I cleared the confusion. Love you all. xoxo
Ashley’s povFor the first time, I saw the sincerity in this girl’s eyes. I was happy that forgetting our differences she took a stand for me.She slapped her husband for me! For a maid!“Thank you, Sarah,” Justin told her softly and she nodded trying to shift back the hair that was falling from my bun.“Come on. Let’s get you to your room.” Justin told me and held my hand. Before leaving the room, I did not miss the threatening look he gave to my husband.By now I was genuinely interested. In no way Justin was his elder brother.Nah!My husband was the only son. Then who was Justin to the family?“Justin?” I called him while walking to the room, “Who are you?”“What?” He chuckled, “I am Justin I guess.”We stopped walking and he started tucking my hair behind my ear.“No. Not that. I mean what is your relation t
Ashley’s pov“Oh, please. Don’t tell me that you don’t know your husband. You did not marry Sean. You married Justin.”I blinked my eyes and then smirked sarcastically, “Oh. Really? You must be out of your fuckin mind.” I shot in frustration. She did not like it but chose to ignore it.“You can think as you like. By the way, do let me know if you need anything.” She placed her hand on the same cheek where Justin just touched it, “Take care!” She said politely and then lifting on her toes she kissed Justin on his cheek, “I love you, sweetheart!”Justin did not respond to her and kept standing avoiding eye contact. Sarah had left the room.“Jus.. Justin. I … I know she was lying. You … You don’t need to worry about anything. I … I believe you. I … I t…trust you.” I gulped my spit and wiped the sweat off my palms by rubbin
Sarah’s povI think I am about to achieve something in near future. It was a hunch. I was this close to my success. To my one and only fiancé.Justin!I did not know what went between that maid and Justin. However, for the first time in my life, I saw Justin getting scared of something.It was written on his face.When she was calling that stupid Sean my fiancé, Justin did not want me to tell her that Sean was not her husband.Did Justin lie to her? Justin never lied in his entire life. Why now?The way he tried to hold her when she went to Sean for attacking him. He was cupping her cheek so gently when I entered his room, I won’t lie. I was hell jealous.The way he was looking at her. Why?I was his fiancée and he never looked at me like that.Wasn’t it part of the contract that they were not allowed to communicate? She was not allowed to use the bathroom in his presence.
Ashley’s povI did not argue. I not only used the staircase to cross the wall but also found one more resting outside the room’s window. Using those wooden stairs, I climbed up to the room’s window and got inside the room. Once inside, I peeked through the blinds where a guard was taking the staircase away.Did Justin know that I went out? Did he know that I was on a job hunt? Tonight, I felt happy. The sense of achievement that I tried to do something for myself was making me euphoric.The night shift was ideal for me as during the day I could catch up on my sleep.I paid a visit to the bathroom so that later I could lie on my mattress and catch some sleep. When I entered there, I saw women’s body wash and shampoo set near the basin. Justin’s products were missing from the shelf.I felt bad. Despite me, being mad at him he was still trying to facilitate me. He knew when I sneaked out and how I did it.He did no
Sarah’s pov“Welcome, Ms. Walters. So, this is how you will honor your agreement?” She was not expecting me to discover her secret.So, she was going out, enjoying her life while also trying to lure her trophy husband. She was cunning beyond my expectations.I was enjoying her shocked face. She swallowed her spit and took off her old, shabby black jacket that was oversized like the rest of her usual clothes.Wait a minute. The skirt she was wearing had better fitting tonight.“What were you doing outside? You do know that your contract requires you to stay here in this very room. And here! Look at you! You are busy sleeping around.”She shook her head and started taking an old watch off her wrist. A low chuckle escaped my lips when I realized that it was a man’s watch.“Whose watch are you wearing? You have started picking pockets too, maid?” She closed her eyes and blew a long-held brea
Ashley pov“What? Take it, silly!” Elijah handed over the envelope to me that contained my first ever salary.I was standing like a statue looking at it as if I might burn if I would touch it.My first salary. The first step towards my independence.“So, are we getting any treat from your first salary?” Evelyn placed her hand on my shoulder from behind. Chewing my lip, I controlled the unexplainable smile twitching at the corner of my lips.“Yup. You are. But not today!” I clutched the envelope to my chest. Part of this salary belonged to the one person who helped me with all this.I wanted to buy something for JustinExcusing myself I went out to have a look at the convenience store around the corner. Nobody knew that today was my birthday too. The day I was placed outside the orphanage when I was just a few days-old baby.I kept looking at the showcases displaying different items. None of t
Ashley Walters pov How did he know that it was my birthday? Nobody knew except me or my orphanage staff and friends. “I did not know how your friend dug me out and called me.” He raised his hand which held his phone, “She wanted to wish you, on your birthday.” Aniya? I felt tears quickly welling up in my eyes. I missed her so much. I blinked back the tears and was about to open my mouth to thank him when I realized that I was no more talking to him. Ignoring him, I started getting rid of my shoes and sat on the carpet to take off my socks. He crouched down before me and started helping me with it. I wanted to stop him but how. I did not want to talk. He was the one I got married to. He showed me his friendlier side and hid the fact from me that he was my husband. His granny told me that I was not allowed to talk to him. I had this image in my mind of a bratty boy who still wore diapers. He proved to be the opposite. He was kind, empathetic, funny, and caring. But now I could no
Ashley Walters pov What did I just hear? Justin telling someone that he had a wife? That he was married? Wasn’t it supposed to be a secret wedding? We were supposed to be friends. Despite being spouses, we were not allowed to get close. Nobody should know that I was his secret wife. With mixed emotions, I closed the door. Electra Deluca would kill me if she came to know that the secret was out. I will be the one bearing its consequences. Not him. I laid back on my mattress and was about to close my eyes when my gaze fell on our chat written on the back of the door. A smile spread on my lips. What were we? Teenagers? His handwriting was stable, fluid, and legible. It seemed strange compared to my handwriting which was small and appeared like a kid trying to write his first letters. Even our writing styles were different. Thinking about him, my eyes fluttered closed. In my dreams he was there, still smiling, writing something on the door. This time his writing was so small tha
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