Sarah I was not expecting Ashley, sitting in the kitchen and chatting with Justin. The good thing was they were not close and were thankfully maintaining a decent distance. It seemed like a friendly conversation. The moment I climbed in the back of the car with Justin beside me, I sent a quick message to Shella reminding her to talk to Ashley about Justin’s not-so-near birthday. After telling the driver about our drop point, I turned just in time to catch Justin typing a message with that rare smile on his face. He shoved the phone back into his jacket pocket, but that smile remained pasted on his face. No, he could not be texting Ashley when he just left her in the kitchen. Was he seeing someone else? Instead of keeping track of Ashley should I go after him? Using his influence, he arranged a seven-star hotel for the guests. Apparently, the hotel thought the guests would be coming the next day. It was all a misunderstanding. ***Ashley Walters pov It was again a sandwich brea
Sarah pov “Happy birthday, Justin! Happy birthday to dear Justin! Happy birthday to you!” I was trying to mimic Pashley and my friends were laughing their lungs out, holding their tummies. “Stop it, Sarah!” Nadia pressed her face with her palms, “My cheeks hurt!” “No. Now listen up!” Shella stood up and went to the door. She turned and started walking to us with a straight posture and stoic expression. Oh my God! She was mimicking Justin. “Hey, Ashley!” She looked towards me trying to make her voice a little heavier, “What is this all about?” “Oh, Justin! My husband! Today is your birthday, right? I brought a cake for you.” I fluttered my eyes and joined my palms, “Please accept it, your highness!” “What? Your Highness?” Nadia again started laughing, “You two are funny!” “Cake? Where is the cake, Pashley?” Shella asked me in a stern tone. “Oh,” I picked up a disposable plate and brought it to her face, “Here is the cake, your highness. I will be highly obliged if you will hono
Ashley Wallters No matter, how mentally prepared he might be. But nothing could have prepared him for this licking. With his sharp intake of breath, I saw his eyes going wide with surprise flickering in those amber orbs. “Do you like it?” I whispered against his face. The corners of my eyes must have creased into thin lines when I saw him nodding his head again. “Do you want me to do it again?” I did not want to sound desperate. But hell! This time it was my turn to get the shock when he shook his face. It was a no! “But why Justin? If you like it, then why can’t I do it anymore?” We kept looking at each other. I detected a flicker of desire in his eyes and he tried to mask something. “Because …” He tried to speak and then cleared his throat. “Because? Go ahead, Justin?” “Because one more time you will lick me.” He bent forward to take me in his arms and dragged me to him, engulfing my slender body in his. “… Your tongue touching my nose might lead to other things, Ashley.”
Sarah “I am throwing this party around noon just because of you. Will it be good?” I found Pashley in the living room reading a book on the couch. Her eyes snapped up to eye me casually, “Noon? Ok. Cool. Count me in.” She smiled and got busy with the book again. “What are you reading by the way?” I went to her and plopped beside her. “Found it in Justin’s study.” She showed me the book cover and again got busy. Justin never allowed anyone to take the book outside his study. “Justin is quite protective of his books,” I peeked into the pages she was reading, “How you managed that?” She turned her head towards me and smiled, “I did not ask for permission. Simple.” She said with a wink and closed the book placing it on the table. She might have guessed that I won’t let her read in peace. She was just a maid but was getting confident at horse speed. “So. Who is your father?” In no way, I was trying to mock her but still felt her going stiff under my gaze, “I am sorry. I never want
Sarah povI got ready and stepped back from the mirror.“Babe! No one can look this killer in a pencil skirt. Black suits you.” Nadia let out a low whistle and came forward when I raised my hands for a side braid.“Leave your hair, lady. Your fiancé is accompanying you. Let him see those reddish blond locks.” She gave a light slap on my hand, “You look lovely.”I shrugged with a reluctant smile and let my hair cascade my shoulders, “Its … just … an official meeting, sweet.”“Sarah!” Shella called me while making some notes in her diary, “For the party, should I invite Kate?”Kate was the same redhead who was crazy after Justin and got me stuck with this crazy dare.“Why?” I cocked up a brow arrogantly and pouted, “I don’t want that girl in my house. She is one of those who never got happy when I got engaged to Justin.”“Hey, sweetie.” Shella closed the diary and turned to me, “Come to think of it. Let that bit*ch meet Ashley. They both would not only hate each other but also might end
Ashley Walters pov All my dresses were lying on the carpeted floor. Just two hours before the party, I had still not decided what to wear. In the orphanage, I never gave a damn. For me, denim with a t-shirt used to do the job. This was something else. “Kitten, believe me. You will look beautiful whatever you choose to wear.” Justin took his jacket out of the closet, “There are so many options. Choose, what is easy for you to carry.” Ah! Men! They don’t face what we women face every day. For them, it’s either a t-shirt or a jacket, or a tuxedo. “I wish, I was a man!” I complained and sat down beside the huge pile, “But being a woman has its own advantages.” “Such as?” There was a playful smile on his lips. “Being a woman means getting a chance to do all that se*y stuff with you… After two days!” I chewed my lower lip and avoided looking at him. “Woman! Get a hold. Otherwise, I might…” His voice had turned husky. Knock! “Master Deluca. Your car is ready.” Alex was outside the
Sarah pov Oh! Damn! I made her drunk to let her do something indecent or stupid. Like ending up with someone in a make out session or having s*x with a stranger in the corner of the hall. Even if she would make a pass on a man, Keith will witness it and tell Justin. I would come out clean. Right? But no. She was too drunk and instead of keeping something secret as instructed in her contract, she was telling Kate that she was Justin’s wife. If this was a movie, I would have laughed my lungs out along with my friends. But this girl had some guts. She was confident throughout the party. Even managed to cover her initial awkwardness quite proficiently. But according to her, she was planning to have s*x with Justin! After two days! No! No… No … No! This was proving to be my biggest nightmare. Kate was standing there with her lips not too slightly apart as if she wanted to swallow Ashley. “She …” I cleared my throat, “She is kidding.” I let out a throaty laugh, “She is funny. Ha-ha
Ashley Walters pov “I don’t want to leave the party,” I yawned and stretched, “Let me enjoy some more booze! Please, Sarah!” Blubbering to myself, I pouted and opened my eyes, looking around. Fu*ck! I was no more standing on the counter but was snuggled in a quilt … And in someone’s arms too! “Go back to sleep,” said a sleepy Justin beside me, “Throughout the night you kept waking up because you did not want to leave the party.” He yawned and tightened his grip around my waist, “Every time you used to leave the bed and I had to bring you back.” Nuzzling his nose in my neck, he said in a drowsy voice, “You are a handful when you are drunk.” I squeezed my eyes and turned towards him. The plan was to place my face in his naked chest and go back to sleep. However, I felt upset when I found him wearing a t-shirt. “Take off your t-shirt!” Before I could stop myself, the words were out of my mouth. “Ashley!” The poor thing tried to argue and groaned, “Let me sleep!” “Ok.” I patted