So what do you think about this man- John steward? Come on tell me, comment down your thoughts❤
-+-+-++-+-+-+-+-+-++-+-+---+-+---+-+-+-+&- Ashley's pov We were eating food in silence when every other woman was stealing a look at him while he was busy relaxing his eyes on me. And as a woman who had been grumpy in her empty stomach would do in my state I was doing the same. I was so engrossed in devouring the food that I forgot the time when he cleared his throat I realised I took it too long. His sharp eyes and hazel state of mind were telling me he would make me feel worse for being who I am. However, he didn't he just shook his head and laughed at my poor state. "Now, come on Ms Brooke, otherwise we will be late," he started striding away with his long legs, only to make me wobble more with my almost broken sandals that were in the state of collapsing on the floor. "Wait," I tried to reach out my voice to him before I could get lost in this big hotel. And as jeopardy is in my life is. A storm saw ahead of my eyes invading my whole world when my sandal got broken, and I
+(-+-(-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-++--+-+-+--+-++++++ Ashley's pov The next week went into a gazing storm, and I didn't realise when it was the beginning of another week again. In the last week, I met Amelia, she is still working in that cafeteria where I was trying to work hard. And yes! She is still a bubbly young lady who aspires so much with her great amount of intelligence, maybe she deserves more than me. It could have been better if she was the working woman here in this Jensen industry. Well, at least she stays away from all the trouble, not like me. Who invites everything on herself to walk on the ashes until it turns into nothing. She considers me fortunate as I am an intelligent woman who could change the aura of the world but she doesn't know I can't even breathe according to my will in Jensen's industry and my boss? Mr Blake Jensen thinks- all the women are gold diggers. He even thinks that I purposely infatuated him with my makeover so that I could get my name attached to hi
-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+++-+-++++++++(+++-++ Ashley's pov I have never known that finding a date would be that hard. I was continually whispering and glancing at Amelia, she was doing everything under her spell to make things work. She was tapping her foot and was about to collapse the whole furniture of the cafeteria when her eyes met with mine with the glinting light that was hard to crack. "I have an idea," her eyes became wider, of course, something is up in her mind. "And that is?" I raised an eyebrow. Yes, I was dying to find the hidden agenda behind her plum face, but she didn't say anything instead she jerked her apron, and grabbed my hand only to make me realize we were not inside of the cafeteria anymore, we were running on the streets, my almost crumbling figure was hard to catch, though I need to find a date and to that there will be no delay. Amelia was continuously blabbering her empty thoughts and I was on her trail following her wherever she was going. Her long stri
++-+-+-(-(+(-(-++-(-(-(-+-+-+-+-+--Ashley's povWhat's wrong with me?Do I become a blind woman? With no loops to fall at all?Though the atmosphere around me felt pleasing, engraving my hopes for a better future.The blanket I had on was soft as it was made up of velvet, hiding all the dark sides I had in me.Though my mind was constantly running on the circles of the hoop until I heard the sound of man.What the hell a man is doing in my home?My brain may look smaller to people of my age but it could easily break the thoughts of others.However, the blanket didn't look familiar anymore, and a strong aroma hit my nostrils that made me, even more, confirmed I was not in my home, not anymore.So where am I?
-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+++-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-++++-+- Ashley's Pov What would I say to Mr Stewart? He kept looking at me when I was out of words. There is no match between us! Still, he stood up and asked the same question which was thriving in my mind for so long. So, I, Ashley Brooke didn't utter a word only nodded my head because as much as I wanted to decline the offer because of my poor self-state, I had no choice to save my life but to accept the offer. But on the better side, my dilemma is solved. I went straight to the elevator while ignoring all the glances I was receiving, maybe my dress is too short For a corporate environment? However, there were other fe
-+-+-+-+-++++--+-+++++-+++-+++-+--+-+--+-+- I was busy up to the lunch break when I got the news that Mr Jensen has left the building and to attend the big event our shift is going to end soon! He didn't say a word, he didn't call me, he didn't direct anything to Shawn. Is this dangerous or I am just thinking too much as always? I have no idea what's inside Mr Blake Jensen. Did he forget how to act like a human? Anyways, as the shift ended I determine to meet Amelia so that she can help me to find a suitable dress. After yesterday's incident, she told me it was all her mistake to think that I could find a suitable date for me in that venue, and I at the same time made it clear to her that it wasn't her blunder.  
-+-(-+-+&+-+--&+--+-+-(-(-+-(-+-+-+-+-&-+-+ Ashely's pov Mr Steward came with his limo, the black bull was too arduous for me, it was more than I can ever expect.I saw him through the small window, but sudden adrenaline rushed into me when the doorbell rang! I felt something strange for the first time, maybe it was my way of accepting the new beginnings. "Coming," I shouted at top of my lungs, the dress I was wearing was drenched in my hands, the heels I was wearing were too much for a girl like me, but I have always wanted to wear them whenever I used to stare at the tall buildings of New York City, knowing that I cannot get my hands on them, still life did a turnaround and I am here wearing what I always wanted to wear and thought that maybe in some dreams I will be able to hold on it, I am doing that in my real life.
Ashley's pov I fidgeted, my nerves were not calming down in any situation, I was late and his eyes were haunting me in all the places. What if he attempts to disrespect me ahead of everyone?My heart was beating fast in my chest and before I knew it, Mr Steward grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers, making me more like a jellyfish, a sensational breeze creased my face making all the hair drift away to the flow of it. All the lights were shining bright in the night, the music was playing in a soft voice, as trying to say something to my heart, but I don't want to be near Mr Jensen, his intense gaze affects me, his gaze makes more of Ballad with no rhythm, and I hope this night become the best night of my life. "Do you want a drink?" I heard a low voice so close to my ear, it was Mr Steward who was looking at me with a new passi
-+-+-+-+-+++++-++--+-++++---+++one month laterIt's been one month since the day he confessed what I was not expecting from me. It's been one month since I finally stood up for myself and listened to my heart. It's been one month of revelations and actions performed. our story started from the day he landed his eyes on me at the cafeteria where I was working and from that particular moment he got infatuated with my presence about how can I not get affected by his persona.and later when we met each other at that hotel he wasn't able to keep his eyes away from me. though he had Sophia with her still he wasn't able to control his sentiments. or maybe just say he was attracted to me and he wasn't able to accept the fact that I didn't find him alluring to my eyes.what occurred between us and the incident which changed my life wasn't what he was planning to do so. and later when he got the opportunity to perfectly use his power he did it perfectly.he did expect that if I was near him I
-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-++--+--+-+-+-+-+-+-- I was clueless about my future. Maybe I will run away from here and never look back again and maybe I will never forget what happened to me. I know he will not come after me and why I was expecting him to run after me? I don't even have any clue why I am burning inside. these touches, these marks will fade away but what about the marks john has given me on my soul, what about the scarcity I was feeling for blake Jensen? and what about the life I am living? my mother is almost dead because of me! several people are injured right there because of me and what the hell I did do? I did nothing! absolutely nothing! I had no idea where I was going, the wind around me was in devastation it was changing too in all the parameters in the night, and the moon was covered in shadows alarming me that it is going to rain soon. there was mud around me which was sulking my feet. I wasn't able to see any lights, it was opaque everywhere around, I don't kno
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was a moment of getting into delusion forever, it was a moment of breaking through the edges. he had blood on his lower lip as it was brutally cut and furnished in hell. my eyes were heavy as an ocean not ready to wake up at any moment but when he called my name again to depict to all the almighty that he is here something strange erupted in my chest, a volcano arouse in my eyes and I screamed as I have never screamed before. something flashed in his eyes, it was crystal clear from his rage, from the fuming actions that he wanted to kill Stewart. and maybe he was going to kill too. "look who is here? the fucking Blake Jensen, ha! what do you think Jensen you can save this darling from me? well sorry to break your bubble she is mine not yours now go away otherwise my army will kill you!" "don't you dare
------_-------------------++----------------+-------------------- "I will leave Blake Jensen in shred by making you mine," these were the words of the man who used to behave like a gentleman and now look at him what is he doing. if he is man enough then why shouldn't he fight with his competition blake Jensen eye to eye. why is he using me to furnish his good for nothing plan? I saw his eyes when I was trying to get myself from the knot of the rope, the knot was hard for me to even strangle, but I had to do it anyway to get myself free. I stomped my leg in anticipation of horror and I hate myself; I hate myself for shedding a tear, and I hate myself for sobbing. the tears were dead on my skin they have mixed with the blood of my heart, if only my hands were free I would tell this good for nothing man to get lost. if only my life wouldn't have all these affections in my life. I was trying anything to create a distance when I failed miserably in losing the ties when he almost ripped m
-+-++++(+-+-+++--+--++++++++++++++--+++-+ Am I dead? Or am I alive? I can't see anything, everything is black around me. My head is spinning in circles and my breath was short too to think of anything else Maybe my face was covered and my hands are crushed too in a rope. I was only capable to hear what was transpiring around me, and I have no idea why I am believing that I am in major trouble. Trouble is not just a small word to comprehend my feeling, I am in big trouble because I have no idea where am I I remember was about to go to my house to meet my mother so can we run away from this good for nothing state which only gave me horrible memories, which only made me more miserable in all the scenarios. I was about to leave New York to go to Alaska where no one can find me as I decline to be just another girl to blame Jensen and I decline to be a pawn of John Stewart.However, I didn't understand who took me here in my numbness. I wasn't able to see anything, wasn't able t
-!-+-+&+-+-+-+&+-+-+-+-+&+-+-+-+-+- John Stewart wasn't the man I was thinking he would be. His father never gave his name to him and Stewart is his mother's last name. His mother was a secretary who was accepting income from the owner of Jensen's Industries. He had the only mission in his eyes to snatch the whole empire from the only son of the owner, the one and only Blake Jensen. On the first day when he embarked on his presence in Jensen industries, Blake didn't know who he was, nor anyone from the office premises knows what he was doing and who he was as he came under the disguise to monitor the workings. He kept his keen eyes on everything related to him to conclude that he has a very sophisticated image in the media and to ruin him he simply has to crush his image along with Jensen's industries. He planned the explosion in London because there was no way left for him to defeat him in business and to get things done he crossed his limits. He planned the most harmful thing f
-+-+++-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-++++++(++++-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- The car halted and made me almost jump from my seat. Outside the weather was not tempting, maybe a storm is about to come to divert our lives. His eyes were still dark and captivating from that moment when I took him by surprise by doing what he didn't expect me to do. To be honest I had to do anything to divert his mind and nothing is better than doing this. He cleared his throat and unlocked his seat belt, I glanced outside and revised we were outside the hospital. And what are we doing here? Does he secretly want to kill me? I didn't realise when he stepped outside and knocked on the window to ask me to come outside. I sheepishly without thinking anything else opened the door but forget to realise that rain has made the road wet. The muddy road was too wet and I lost my balance, I know I am going to fall hard on the ground to my butt. Nevertheless, I didn't fall, he saved me from falling onto the muddy ground. The only dilem
-+-+-++++++--+-+-+++-++++;+-+++-+ "He wants to snatch what is mine and you are one of them," these words are not just words these are emotions for me, these syllables were more dangerous than this man who was standing at the corner lurking outside the window, glancing at those tall buildings as I don't exist anymore. Did he just say that I belong to him?? And what does that even mean? Did he want to say that I was an employee and I cannot be his rival's employee anymore? And did Mr Stewart do such a remorseful thing to my mother? How can I trust you, Blake Jensen? When you left me dying in London when you didn't care about me to find out if I am dead or not then how can I trust you now? I cleared my throat and took a step ahead near to his existence when he was engulfed in smoking a cigarette, maybe I should also advise him that if he wants to die he can die by my hands rather than this smoking. "I want you to give me the evidence!" I could sense his shoulders were tensed so wa
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- When I was a child I used to watch people walking toward multiplex to watch movies and I used to stare at them all the time when children like me were walking with their parents to live their life the fullest I used to build dreams of my own that maybe one day I will be capable enough to do what I want. And when I listen to this man who is making me believe that my life has more twists and turns than a reluctant movie. What he is saying is beyond my thoughts, the statement he has made is ridiculous enough to let anybody know that this is a lie. How can Mr Jensen be related to Mr Stewart? If he would have been his half-brother they would have the same surname besides Mr Jensen lives with his father and Mr Stewart doesn’t! Or maybe they have the same mother that’s why Mr Jensen doesn't talk about it anymore. However, this must all be rubbish and this can’t be true, he’s