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