Ash
Nights starred with agonyDays beamed with sufferingThis is what he had gifted herIn the disguise of a vow and a ringShe was least concerned about her physical injuries as it fades with time but the inflictions on her heart were what made life unbearable. Walking on her two legs seemed like an unrealistic task for her after what she was put through last night. Her husband was a monster she was cursed to spend her entire life with. If only she had seen his true color before their marriage.Love was hurled out of the window a long time ago. Now hatred and frustration sat in its stead. Ashley feared him and he despised her. Despite their toxic marriage, none of them uttered divorce from their mouth. Ashley didn’t because she feared the outside world would be crueler to her and she wouldn’t be able to fend for herself. Michael didn’t because he would not be able to find a slave-like Ashley again.AshShe took a painkiller before heading over to the graveyard. Her body was still aching but the tug to visit her aunt was too strong to avoid. As she lacked enough money to take the bus she had to walk to the place which took her half an hour to reach over. The constant walking intensified ache in her legs.Mrs. Huntington didn’t have many visitors. Her husband died twenty years ago and she didn’t have a child either. So, the only person who used to visit her grave sometimes was Ash except for a middle-aged woman whom Ash met four years ago at the same place. She said that Mrs. Huntington was her best friend and that she couldn’t attend her funeral due to some personal reasons. By her appearance, she seemed to be hailing from an affluent family. Her warm nature and beautiful smile reminded her of her mother. She felt nice being around her.Her train of thoughts came to a halt when she saw a bunch of tulips hugging Mrs.
ASHThe mere sight of Michael was enough to send shivers down her spine. He came back home bearing shocking news for her. His bemused smile and relaxed demeanor told her that he was in a good mood but that didn’t mean she was safe. For him, Ashley had reduced into a plaything. He raped and beat her whenever he would feel like it. Much to her relief, nothing catastrophic befell on her that night as Michael was too happy to pay her any heed.The next morning, on the breakfast table, he finally broke the news to her. Ashley was in the kitchen washing dishes when her husband called for him. She ran out to him in an instant as she knew how much he hated waiting.“Tonight Mr. Smith is going to have dinner with us at my house. So, you better put your best into preparing the dinner. A mistake and I will break all your fingers” he growled at her while munching on his breakfast. She nodded as fear crept up. Why was he coming to their house? A wave
DanielAshley’s pleasure-soaked moans reverberated through the room as he continued plunging into her. His enormous hard body was covering every inch of her soft naked form. With every stroke her moans got louder pleading, begging. But he was not finished yet. He would not stop until he had staked his claim on every inch of her body. His thrust became demanding and urgent as burning lust takes control of his sanity. Space got filled with a mellifluous sound of their body slamming into each other. Her ragged breathing and moans fuelled his carnal desires.His hand skimmed hungrily all over her body reminding her who she belongs to. He dips his face to claim her mouth while filling her core with his rod. The kiss stoked with passion and hunger strips her off her breath. He drags his mouth down to her neck. Kissing, biting, nipping. She lets out another scream when he bites a little harder on her left breast. However, her scream came out as a ringtone.
DANIELShe began serving him food with shaky hands. He was making her nervous. His presence was affecting her. The thought stirred both bitter and sweet sensation in his heart. Bitter because she didn't want her to dread him and sweet because her nervousness divulged that she thinks about him. His plate was filled with a large portion of Sesame Chicken. His lips curved into a small smile on seeing that. The aroma of food brought water into his mouth and he couldn’t wait to dig in. He had this dish years ago when her mother had made it for him. He was definitely not regretting coming here.Ashley stood to the side of the table after serving food to Michael. “Dig in, sir,” Michael threw a smile his way. Why was standing over there? Is she not going to eat with us? Daniel's attention drifted to her in confusion. She had her head hanging low. He turned back to Michael who had his whole attention concentrated on the plate. “Ain’t you going to
The new morning brings a new ray of hope for everyone but for Ashley every morning comes with a gift of torture. Last night Michael thrashed her senseless for not being able to eat as high-class people do. Was it her mistake that Michael hardly took her out to restaurants where she could see people and learn. Videos never really helped her. The techniques were simple but it was the confidence that she lacked. “She is a disappointment.” Michael had burnt it into her skull.Michael had left for work an hour ago. Having nothing in hand to do, Ashley began watching cookery shows. She loved cooking. The only thing that made her feel that she is not worthless.DANA knock made him glance up at the door. Gabby was standing over there with a seductive smile. The tight black mini dress was hugging her in all the right places. She had a file in her hand tucked underneath her boobs causing them to spill out even more. Daniel knew what she was aiming at. Without
AshThe constant thumping of her heart deafened her to the uproar of applause resounding in the air. She held Elis’s hand a little tightly striving to squeeze some comfort out of it. Her eyes were scanning the plain floor of the stage looking for a single thread of courage to grasp on while propelling her legs forward. She wondered if his eyes were still glued to her. She could feel the heat of his gaze though. And then Elise’s urgent steps came to halt making her pause too. His shiny black shoes that appeared in her line of sight and his intoxicating scent told her that they were standing quite close. His shoes looked brand new and very expensive. She wondered if he was one of those rich people who doesn’t wear the same shoes twice.“Congratulations,” his deep voice prompted her to look up at him. The knot in her stomach relaxed a little on finding his attentio
AshHer eyes bulged out of its socket in shock and alarm bells started ringing in her head. The breath knocked out of her lungs and her face paled at the sight of the man she had slapped a few hours ago. Daniel was the last person she was expecting to see at her doorstep. The shock and unfiltered fear rendered her speechless and her heart started beating at an inhumane speed. Her mind advised her to bang the door shut. But her body paralyzed with fear failed to comply with the command.A few moments of silence passed between them before a deep voice penetrated it. “Can I come in?” Daniel asked what seemed more like a command to let him in. Ashley was alone in the house. Considering what had happened a while ago, she didn’t feel it safe to allow him in the house. “w..ww..Why are you here?” she stuttered, trying her best to hide fear and anger in her tone.Her question prompted Daniel to slightly tilt his head
Rage roared through his veins. Anger had colored his face scarlet. His bloodshot eyes looked demonic enough to freeze someone to death. Chest heaving up and down with every drag of breath threatened to tear through the shirt. His ragged and loud breathing sounded more like a warning of destruction. The man of 6 “4” mirrored Devil ready to unleash his wrath on the world.What happened a minute ago had jolted something inside him. Something devilish. Something that should have been left untouched.While driving, his mind kept drifting away to the venom that Ashley had spewed at his face a few minutes ago.It’s a shame that despite having so many riches you lack basic manners. Did your mother teach you nothing?He tried not to lose his temper. He genuinely did. He kept his cool, even when she brought his mother into it. But the last thread of his control ripped apart when she dragged