Ashley's Pov- What does he think of himself? Such a jerk he is! My empty stomach growled once again when I was in the process of cleaning myself. Somehow, in the process of cleaning the stain, my hair went moist from the little droplets of water. And my hardly visible lipstick was smudging over my lips. I was looking like a clown who is going to avenge the world with her power. I came out of my bubble of thoughts when I heard a knock on the door. "Ms Brooke, what are you planning to do? " The voice was hard as stone if I didn't answer he would collapse the world against him. However, I didn't reply I was too occupied with my own business of cleaning myself from the stain that was next to impossible to get clean. "I don't allow tardiness, come out now!" His voice shrieked my thoughts again, so I left it as it was before and moved to open the door. Only to learn his deep eyes were bored into mine. He looked at my shivering figure, which was clumping with the rages of st
Ashley's Pov- Something is incredibly agonising and mysterious about him, the way he looks, the way he holds the powers, as he is extensively contagious that could jeopardise everything. He was on his seat, continuously reading the papers, writing something with the pen that he was rolling into his fingertips, He didn't drink coffee, then why did he even ask anyone to bring him one? That only gives me one conclusion, he never wanted to drink it in the first place, he just wanted me to startle against his power. That he could make things work the way he wants and he always gets them. And why not? He is the country's most ruthless Billionaire. When I kept myself busy while picking out the New York time Newspaper that was resting on his wooden table for the past eight hours, His eyes snapped once again while writing something on paper, "do not touch anything without asking for my permission," and then he begins to work again. I kept my head low, and my voice was barely audib
Ashley's Pov My breath got hitched, when I heard his cold dark voice, I don't understand what a man like him is doing here in the early morning. As I took footsteps toward him, his intense stare told me not to do so, otherwise, I would be concerned about the outcome. However, I did what my heart was inclining me to do, without removing another thought I perked up at Mr Jensen's eyes which were already bored into mine. "As I have declared, I don't allow tardiness then why are you late?" He raised his eyebrows, critically examining my every move with caution. And what I am going to explain to him now? That I was speculating about him and his power the whole night!That I couldn't fall asleep because of the caution I felt in that room. However, I know nobody would understand whatever I am mumbling and I will always be a mad broke woman for everyone. Poor Brooke who is broke too! "I am waiting
-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-++-+-+--+---&-+--+-&-+--+ Ashely's Pov "Why do you need money?"The question may sound horrendously simple. However, the question made me realise the worth of my life. What do I say to Mr Jensen?Why do I need money?I need money because I am broke! I need money because I can't live without it and my life only depends on it!My father left my mother and his children just for the sake of another woman without giving us a second glance and now, I have to work hard to live a life! "That's very personal I don't think it is related to any business premises," For a second I saw black orbs getting deeper in anger, how can someone decline his statement. Moreover, I don't want to whimper and discuss my life with him! He will get another chance to diminish me by saying, "an abandoned and broke girl only deserves this!" Then I wa
Ashley's pov My head was spinning so fast, my heart was numb and my mind? It has no idea what is about to come but what I know subsisted that my life is going to end, I have nothing in my hands. The landlord will kick us out tomorrow, and I have no job, nor any chance to find one. My life has been ruined forever and there is no power in my hands.Wish I could do anything in my life. Wish I could find my father and ask him why he abounded us? Wish I could ask Mr Blake Jensen why did he try to persuade me at that party that Became a huge mess for me... I could have slapped him hard on his face when I fell on the floor and he was on top of me. Wish I could let that chauvinistic bastard realise he can not control everything under his hands.
Ashley's Pov ++-++(-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+++++-+ He will be arriving next week when the sound of it reached my ears, my heart skipped a beat. That means, for a whole week, I will be free and there will be no drama, no ordinance to follow and I will be a free bird. A bird who just wants to fly high before landing on the floor. "There is no need to be ghosting this building, you have extensive work to do, so you must need to start that now!" Shawn's hard voice crimpled my thoughts when I saw him directing me to my desk where thousands of files were laying shamelessly waiting for me to touch them. "Mr Jensen has a strict order to keep a close eye on you, so Ms Brooke if you attempted to run away from here after receiving your advance paycheck then you will be punished under the circumstances of the law," he stated on all continents of his words on me, taking no interest at all as he doesn't want to be here.
Ashley's Pov -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+--+-+-+-+-+&+-+ John Steward was directing me and I was following his footsteps when the elevator opened once again to the ground floor, the silence was demeaning and hard to fall. All the eyes were looking at John, drooling over to his persona when he was busy neglecting everyone's at the same duration. He didn't try to make a scene or even act like the men do in this situation, instead, he led the way for me to get outside while squeezing the crowd, it was a lunch break, so everyone was gathered on the streets of Newyork, trying to find anything to get their hands on to enjoy the little junction of their time. Until I saw John begin walking toward a big black Lamborghini. This is a very bad idea! Runaway from here! Danger alert! However, when I tried to escape from his view, he honked his car to get my attention. Now, everyone was staring at me with an open hang mouth, what if I didn't? And he complains about my behaviour for didn't keep
-+-+-++-+-+-+-+-+-++-+-+---+-+---+-+-+-+&- 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
-+-+-+-+-+++++-++--+-++++---+++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