CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHT. ASHANTI'S POV. “Mum!” Sheila calls furiously, seizing the cellphone from my hand, frowning like an angry bear. “What do you mean we have to stay here for another? You said we could come back home by evening!” Her voice is so loud, I'm sure people living five blocks a
REAGAN'S POV. I understand that by delaying to claim Ashanti, by not treating her as my equal and not telling my subjects sooner that she was my mate, I committed a grave offense that warrants punishment, but I think this is too much. This is cruel and I'm starting to lose my cool. I was so confide
ASHANTI'S POV. “Oh…” A little exclamation leaves my mouth when Ryan gets into the back seat with me while Sheila sits shot gun. She's so mad at me. We've not exchanged a single word to each other since we had that little fight yesterday and I want it to stay that way. Because I feel like I'm goin
ASHANTI'S POV. “Ugh! Finally!” Sheila grunts in the most frustrated tone as she gets out of the car, slamming the door behind her. I flinch on my seat at the loud sound caused by that action of hers. My head veers to the left and my eyes fall on Ryan who's shaking his head in disapproval. Me too,
REAGAN'S POV.ONE WEEK LATER.All the search parties we dispatched have returned with still no news of Ashanti's whereabouts. No one they spoke have seen or smelled or even heard about Ashanti and I'm begining to get worried. Even if she was in hiding somewhere, someone could have seen her, but that
TWO YEARS LATER. ASHANTI'S POV. “Mum, I'm sorry, but your makeup was taking too much time so Ryan and I had to leave first.” I cry over the phone and my mother snorts in derision on the other end. “You children will never give me a break!” “See you at the conference hall Ma. Bye bye.” I hang up
ASHANTI'S POV. With time, the people around stop looking at me and resume their activities so I decide to linger around some more. I'm in the section of the lobby where various clothes have been put on display on mannequins, in shelves and on hangers and there are people, mostly women in each aisle
ASHANTI'S POV. “Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the founder and chief designer of Thread Treasure Creations, Ashanti Anderson.” Mother announces proudly as I make way into the spacious conference room with the brightest, yet most nervous smile planted on my face. I don't know why I'm so ner
After we are done eating, we both go to the living room and I stand at a considerable distance away from him, not knowing what to say to myself now that we are back to reality.“We should definitely talk about last night.” Alpha Regan proposes in a calm, quiet tone. My heart misses a beat when my ga
ASHANTI’S POV.“This is all your fault. You’re the one who asked me to hide. That was totally uncalled for!” Alpha Reagan accuses the moment I close the door and turn around. I heave out a silent sigh and start walking away from the door.He’s right.It was a stupid idea to have made him hide.I’m n
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTY…ASHANTI’S POV.My eyes flutter open and the ceiling above comes into view. I’m in my room, lying on my bed and the rays of light peering through the little cracks of the window curtains on the other end of the room tell me it’s morning. I start to panic but then I rem
ASHANTI’S POV.A combination of shock and mind spinning sensations submerge me into a complete state of oblivion as our lips move in perfect synchrony. The stunning contact of our lips is all glowing, sparking warmth. Soft. Firm lips. His lips against mine. Passionate and urgent to say something to
Also, I really want to know why he’s here. And I know I shouldn’t be, but I’m sort of happy to see him.We read; We don’t judge.“He went out with a couple of friends. He said to tell you not to wait up for him because he’ll be back late.”“First, he went to the gym and now to an outing. Wow! He’s l
ASHANTI’S POV.“Did you have a great time?” Leonard asks as we both make our way towards the main entrance door of the Mansion. I look up at him and smile as I nod my head. Despite everything, these past four hours I spent with him have been nothing short of fun. From taking a stroll along pavements
CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-FIVE.ASHANTI’S POV.“You good?” Leonard’s voice breaks the silence in the car and I let out a heavy sigh, contemplating whether to lie or tell him the truth.I feel like shit.Clearly, this plan of me trying to make Alpha Reagan feel miserable because he’s living with
“Oh…” Is all I manage. Now I understand why he’s always so understanding . He’s guilty of the same crime. I can only imagine the look of terror on the guys’ faces whenever they ring the doorbell and Leonard opens the door and starts interrogating them.Chills!“Yeah. So, are you ready to leave?”“I
ASHANTI’S POV.My shoulders rise and fall as I let out a small sigh and stare at my reflection in the mirror in front of me. My blue eyes stare right back at me, hard, and I can bet they are judging me for insisting on going on this outing with Leonard, but I don’t care about their judgment either.