Ashley pov “I need your help, Ash.” I heard Evelyn trying to lift that cold steel container full of Pecan flavored ice cream. “Hey.” I quickly left the cash register and went to her. We lifted it up and placed it in the hole inside the big showcase.” “Ok. So where is the container?” Elijah asked us while stretching his arms, showing his non-existent biceps “Sorry, chief. You are late.” I could not help the smile flashing on my face. Now he was in trouble. “I had been calling you for the past ten minutes!” Evelyn roared and even hit him on the chest. “Hey! I was just coming. Ok?” “No, you were not. You were busy scrolling your phone.” “Ev!” He rolled his eyes and pulled her to him. “Oh, God. I guess I should go out. It’s too much hot in here.” I waved my hand while teasing them. “Great idea. I need this privacy so that I can kiss her.” He showed me a thumbs-up sign. “No, Ash. You are not going anywhere.” Evelyn snapped and tried to push him away. “People. Get to work. What
Ashley Walters pov I stood there rooted to the spot. Justin told me to be bold. To become a lioness. But around this girl, I was not aware of what used to come over me. No matter what façade I put up there in front of her. Her presence always used to affect my mental health effortlessly. I did not want her to see the little Ashley inside me who used to get scared easily. “What do you want Sarah?” I folded my arms on my chest and ran my gaze over her. Her face was wet with tears. Her palms were joined, and she was wearing the same dress that she wore when she took away my necklace. “I … I am …” The tears in her throat were making her choke on her words, not letting her speak. Whatever was making her upset, I did not like her standing there crying like this. She might be a stone-hearted person. However, my brought up was done in a decent environment where I was taught to be down to earth and empathetic to everyone. “You did not answer me, Sarah. What are you doing here? We can
Sarah pov “Are you sure she will talk to Justin about you?” Nadia and Shella were snuggled close to me under a big quilt. “I don’t know.” I shrugged and took a small bite of the cracker from the bowl, “She seemed sincere.” “She might be faking it, Sarah.” Shella shook her head causing her small ponytail to move, “A normal girl will never leave Justin.” “You should have seen her face when I was talking to her.” I whispered when Ashley’s face popped into my mind, “For a second she got worried when she saw me crying.” “Well!” Nadia held my hand, “Let’s be positive, girl. She might be sincere after all.” “By the way. What’s the strategy, Sarah?” Nadia asked me, leaning back against the pillow, “What are you planning to do?” “Let me enter that Deluca mansion, Nadia,” I smirked sarcastically, “I made him mine when I was a kid,” I closed my eyes in ecstasy, “I will make him mine again. I misunderstand Sean’s advice. His suggestion was brilliant. Now that Pashley will be used not only
Ashley Walters pov When I wiped my nose with his t-shirt, I felt him shaking with mirth, but I did not dare to look up. Holding my hand, he brought me back to his room, “You are asking me to bring her back, kitten. Do remember. I am doing it for you.” His body language was enough to tell me that he was still not convinced, “I wanted to keep you safe. You don’t know people around here.” Once inside, I turned to him, “Don’t worry about my safety, chief.” I saluted him, “There is a personal bodyguard assigned to me by some pervert. He will keep me safe.” I was sure there was this devilish streak in my voice. His eyes went wide, he threw back his head and laughed loudly, “You knew? B… but how?” “My friends noticed him just last night.” “Your friends sound sharp.” He seemed impressed by them. I wanted to ask him what he had decided about Sarah. “So… Justin? Umm…” “Ok. Bring her back.” He sighed and nodded, then took me in his arms, “but I have got few conditions of my own.” I was
Ashley Walters povThe feel of his lips on my mine. The subtle taste of him. It was making my heart rate rise.Was this how a kiss was supposed to feel like? The grip of his arms was tightening around me with each passing minute as if he wanted to crush my bones.My hand traveled from the nape of his neck to his head, and I held his hair tightly in my fist. He did not seem bothered by it.“Ashley!” He breathed against my mouth and his tongue touched the corner of my lips. It moved to my chin and then made a trail to my neck.I closed my eyes tight shut and threw back my head to give him better excess. By now my other hand was also holding his hair. I was rubbing my legs against the mattress to lessen the want, I could feel in my core.He lifted his head and looked down with those hooded amber eyes. They were so raw, so dark and so piercing. Leaving his hair, I brought my finger to trace his cheekbone, feeling the light whiskers under it.He took my hand in his and turned his face to k
Ashley Walters pov I was out in the daylight after such a long time. However, I was expecting a uniformed chauffeur not Justin to drive us to the mall. During the drive, I kept looking outside the window instead of giving company to the hot driver sitting beside me. Justin took me to all the branded shops where I started trying different skirts and tops. The salesgirl there was too helpful and too jolly. There was just one problem. The poor thing was squinted. While she was talking to me her eyes had been on Justin the entire time. She kept suggesting me cocktail dresses too. “Who wears a cocktail dress at home?” I tried to argue with the girl. “You will… when you will attend some official dinner or party,” Justin said casually going through dresses hanging on a railing. “Excuse me?” I turned before going inside the trial room, “What kind of official dinner?” “The ones where you will accompany me.” He said indifferently and started pulling a few gowns out of the pile. “Here. T
Sarah povThis morning I jumped with joy when I received Ashley’s call. She asked me to come back home. I ran outside the room and found Sean and Shella making out in the kitchen.“Geez! Gross!” I covered my eyes and they both literally jumped up in terror, “What you two are doing here?”“Can’t you see?” Sean had disappointment in his eyes due to the unfinished business. He did not feel shame while adjusting his swollen d*ick inside his pants.“If you can’t have it then that doesn’t mean we are also immune to nature.” It was meant to be an insult. A reminder that Justin was no more in my life. But I decided to ignore that.I was too happy to let any whining reach my heart.“Gosh! I am not asking you two, to stop banging each other. The kitchen is not meant for this. Either go to your room or get a personal kitchen!”Here, I just took verbal revenge trying to make him realize that he did not have his own roof over his head. I went inside the kitchen, ignoring the hormones packed love b
Ashley Walters pov When I woke up from my slumber, I was no more alone in bed. Two strong arms were around me, along with a quilt. I did not remember covering myself with the quilt. He was behind me and I could feel his hot breath on the nape of my neck. I turned my head and found his amber eyes looking straight into mine. “Justin?” I smiled and shifted my body a little closer to him, “You are awake?” A few days back if someone would have told me that I would be sharing a bed with a grown ass hot man in the future, I would never have believed it. “I don’t believe in day naps, Ashley.” He kissed my cheek and sat up leaning on the headboard, “You need to get ready before you miss your dinner. Remember? We need to go down for our meals now.” “On it, sir.” I saluted and jumped out of the bed, “By the way,” I stopped at the bathroom door, “I enjoyed our meals more in this room. Just wanted to let you know.” Without waiting for him to remark, I got inside. We both came down where not
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