Michael's POV
“Jayden,I have to go now,” I tried to sound as neutral as I could. “I have an early business meeting tomorrow. Thanks for having me over again.” Jayden looked up and nodded, “I understand, I know you have a lot to catch up on, but try to have some rest as soon as you get home.” I simply nodded, forcing a smile. “Don't worry, Jayden, I will definitely have some rest.” As I was leaving, I looked at Ashley briefly. She looked down, refusing to make eye contact with me. As I closed the door behind me, relief washed over me . That was close. The last thing I wanted right now is for Jayden to find out about what happened between me and his daughter. I got into my car and drove off. What I need now is to have a good sleep and regain my strength. But I can't, I have a lot on my mind. I need to clear my head. Maybe going to the club and having some drinks will help. Twenty minutes later, I arrived at the club, A place where people went to forget their worries. I entered and was greeted by the loudest music, gentle murmur of conversation, the clink of glasses and men hitting on women. As I ordered for a drink, I leaned against the bar, observing the people. But then, as my drink was placed before me, my eyes found someone. A flash of familiar hair. ‘No way, it couldn't be’ I muttered to myself. Ashley? My mind must be playing tricks on me. But there she was, talking to someone. I did not wish to make it obvious that I was staring at her, yet I felt the need to observe from a distance. I took a sip of my drink, watching as Ashley smiled widely. Turns out she was with her best friend Austin. I recalled the kid to be her friend from childhood. He was smiling at her, but there was something in the way Ashley felt disturbed that made me feel uneasy. I don't know what It is but I feel like I need to stick around and observe her. Then this guy wandered over to their table. My instincts kicked in. The guy wasn't the troublemaker type or anything, but there was something. The way he stood, the fact that he stood a little too close to Ashley, the way his eyes lingered too long on her, l didn't like it. Ashley wriggled in her seat, but the guy wouldn't let it go. She looked over at Austin, As if begging him for help, but the guy wasn't giving her space. Then before I knew it Austin rushed and stood between Ashley and the stranger, trying to protect her. My blood ran cold. Something wasn't right. I wasn't about to sit back and let some unknown man make her uncomfortable, Not tonight or any other night. I set my drink down immediately and made my way over to them. As I got there, She looked up, her eyes wide, a flicker of surprise and relief crossing her face. “Ashley, are you okay?” My tone was rough, demanding. I don't know if I was angry at the stranger or at myself for not realizing sooner that she might be in trouble. The stranger paused. His eyes flicked back and forth between me and Ashley, he hesitated a bit before he backed up slowly. I wasn't waiting for him to reply, I just needed him to leave . “What the hell is going on here?” My voice was strained, authority seeping into my words. I wasn't really asking, I was ordering him to speak. The man glanced nervously at me and Ashley again, he muttered something under his breath, then he turned and left. I turned to Ashley, my face still tense. “Ashley, are you okay?” She nodded, but her face was rid of expression. “I'm fine. Thanks.” she whispered quickly, but I could see she was shaken. I looked at Austin, who stood up but hadn't intervened, his eyes still wide from what had occurred. “You all right, man?” I asked, my eyes narrowing slightly. Austin nodded. His gaze was on Ashley. "Thanks for stepping in, Sir." I didn't immediately respond. My gaze was still on Ashley. She was nervously looking down at her drink. I could tell she wasn't all right. But I didn't want to press her. Not yet. “Are you sure you're okay?" I asked again with a low voice. “Yea I'm fine,” she said once more, but I could still hear the tremble in her voice. I'm not convinced that she's ok, not for a second, but I will let it slide. “Come Let me buy you a drink,” l said, my voice gentle. “I know you don't want me around you right now, but please, just one drink.” She opened her mouth to protest, but she couldn't. She thought about it for a while, and then she just nodded. I smiled, That's a good start. As I signal at the bartender for a drink, I could not get rid of the feeling that something was wrong with her. This was not just about some random stranger. This was bigger than that. And as much as I wanted to pretend that everything was fine, I knew it was not. “Ashley Please talk to me, I know there's something bothering you. Is not just about the stranger, is it? I asked, pressing her for answers. She sighed, ruffling her hair back with one hand. “Uncle Micheal, I will be fine. I just need time. What I went through is not something one could easily forget, but I'm trying.” Her words shattered my heart. It was me, I was the reason for all her troubles and it pains me to be the cause of her problem. There was a time that I was the reason behind her smile. she will run around the house and call my name with a smile on her face. Memories I would love to recreate once again but have caused her pain, one she can't easily forget. “Ashley I'm so sorry, I know I hurt you, and I regret my actions. Please forgive me. It was never my intention to treat you like that.” “Uncle Micheal, I don't hate you, but you are not my favourite person right now. I can't promise to be the same Ashley that I was, but Time will do its magic. I just need time to heal.” I'm quite relieved to hear her say that, because it will kill me if she hates me. Have never felt this weak and vulnerable since divorce from my ex-wife, Kate. It brings me joy to know there's still hope in mending broken trust. “That's fine by me. I will give you as much time as you need. But please don't shut me out, I just want to be there for you.” She just nodded while looking down on her drink. She's grown so much.I can't believe my little girl has grown to be a woman now, a very beautiful one at that. “I can't believe you are this big now, a full-grown adult. You were just ten the last time I saw you, and now you have your own company? Words can't really express how proud I am of you, Ash.” She smiled, and she really smiled. Something I haven't seen in days, and I made it happen in just a few minutes. That's progress. “You know I can't remain ten forever, right? You were gone for so long. I guess I was too young to understand what happened then and why you had to leave, but dad always told me you had your reasons. He wouldn't tell me more than that.” “He is right, but that's a story for another day. I need to get you home now, young lady, It's late. Your father will be worried. We got up to leave, but before that, i turned my attention to Austin “I will take Ashley home now. Will you be fine to go home yourself? It's quite late, you know. I can drop you off first if u don't mind.” “Thanks but I'm fine on my own, Sir. I only had one drink. Take care, Ashley. we will chat later? Ashley nodded with a smile on her face. As I was about to lead Ashley out of the club, my phone buzzed with a message. I glanced at the screen, and I froze immediately. It was a message from someone I haven't heard from in 15 years, someone i thought I would never hear from again, My ex-wife, Kate.Kate's POV"What do you want, Kate?"The phone had been answered by the same icy voice I hadn't heard for a long time , but I couldn't blame him. Not for it, at least. Everything that had transpired had left me no right to expect anything else, and I was the one who had ruined it."We need to talk," I told him, my voice trembling somewhat, though I fought to stand firm. "It's important."There was a silence, and I knew he was thinking things over. I could practically hear him pacing back and forth, his mind racing with the permutations of what I might possibly want, of what I was after his time.Finally, he spoke, his tone tougher than I remembered. "You've got one shot, Kate. What's this all about?"I swallowed hard, the weight of my decision against me. It was stupid of me to reach out to him, but I was desperate. The last two years of my life had been full of errors, and now I was at the edge, ready to fall off the cliff. Unless I could find a way to balance myself.“I'm not askin
Kate's POV After Jayden left, the silence in the room was deafening. I remained standing in the living room. My mind was filled with thoughts of everything that had just happened. the kiss, the conversation, the tension between us. But as I tried to take my mind off it to focus on Jayden, my mind drifted back to the past.I grabbed the glass of wine I had left on the counter, my hand trembling slightly as I took a sip. The taste tightened the knot that was forming in my stomach.‘What am I doing?’ I asked myself, the question repeating itself in my mind over and over.This is not the way it was supposed to be.Ever since my divorce from Michael, nothing has been the same. I had tried to fill the gaps with other men, with fleeting connections that in the grand scheme of things meant nothing at all. But none of them had been able to replace what I had lost. Michael had been my world for so long, and when that world had collapsed, I had been left trying to pick up the pieces, not quite
Micheal's POV“Kate, what's this all about? You said you want to talk? You have your chance now.” “Micheal, why the rush? you can't stand being with me. Is that bad now?”Seeing my ex-wife again after 15 years does a lot of things to me. I don't even know how to feel right now—should I be sad, angry, hurt, or in pain? I thought I had had enough of all that in the past 15 years, but seeing her again brings back painful memories and memories I would love to bury in the past.“It's been 15 years,15 years of no communication, 15 years of being divorced, and now you want to talk? What exactly do you want to talk about?”“About Us.” She said with teary eyes, “Micheal, you need to know how sorry I am. I know my actions have caused you great pain, but all I need is a chance to right my wrongs. Let me fix this.”The old me would have fallen for those teary eyes, I would have embraced her and wiped her tears but it's not going to work on me this time, I know she can be tricky and unpredictab
Michael's POV“Hey man, is everything alright? You don't sound good.” jayden said through the phone.I sighed and replied, “I don't know what or how to feel, man. I thought I got it all figured out. Besides, did you know Kate was in town? I was shocked when I got a text from her, she wasn't looking good when I saw her.”“You met with her? Why? I mean…When?” Jayden asked, with a voice laced with curiosity.“We met tonight. She reached out to me, asking to see. So I decided to give her a chance to explain herself.”“No Micheal, I know nothing about her arrival. So you've got the answers you seek then.”I sank into the nearest chair in my mansion, my head in my hands, “Jayden, It's complicated. Her reasons sound like excuses to me. I gave her everything she had no reason to cheat on me, and to make matters worse, I had no information about the guy she cheated on me with, I don't even know his name.”I could hear Jayden's breath shake through the phone, as if trying to process what I jus
Jayden's POV I stared at the glass in my hand, the ice cubes inside the drink clinking against one another as I shook the glass back and forth. The loudness of the club was a distraction against the cold betrayal suffocating my chest. Kate's face, her tear stained cheeks, begging for my forgiveness, was still clear in my mind, only for her to crawl back to her ex-husband. I tried to convince myself that I was not interested in what was happening between her and Michael, but it was hard to shake off the sense of being manipulated. I had fallen for her too, fallen for those goddamn tears that seemed to flow so easily when she needed something. Kate was the only woman who made me feel love again after the death of my wife, Ashley's mother. I thought we had something going on until she changed her mind and decided to date my best friend, Micheal. As time went on, Micheal fell in love with her and proposed. It was the worst day of my life. The woman I love got married to my best frien
Jayden's POV Immediately we entered the hotel room, She pushed me on the nearest chair, I cleared my throat as she pulled at my tie and unbuttoned my shirt, she pulled my trousers along with the boxer making my hard member sprung out. She gasped, her mouth forming an ‘O’ as if she couldn't believe what she's seeing.“You've gotten bigger.” She said with amusement in her voice, licking her lips to wet them properly. “Now let me take care of you.”Before i could say anything, she opened her mouth and dip my cock in it, “Fuck Kate, your mouth is fucking warm.” She started bobbing her head up and down, sucking my dick like her life depended on it. I grabbed the back of her head and made her suck deeper, making her gag on my dick “You like that, right? You like gagging on my dick” By now she had tears slipping out from her eyes and I was so close to my fucking release. “Just like that baby, I'm close…. Ahhh, fuck kate.” I came inside her mouth and she made sure to lick every drop of it b
Micheal's POVThe beep of my phone broke the silence as I sat in my office sorting through papers. It was a call from an investor, one who had been lingering around for a while but now seemed to be ready to make an offer. The smooth and professional voice on the other end of the line was well recognised to me but I could not help but sense a faint undertone of excitement in the investor's tone. They were happy to talk business…serious business. The conversation went well but I wasn't in the proper mindset to make a decision. I need advice on this.That was when I put a call through to Jayden, the phone kept ringing but he didn't pick. I called again, the phone rang for a while before I could hear his voice at the other end. "Hey, man. Have been trying to reach you, where are you?"Jayden's voice on the phone was slightly muffled as if he had been obstructed. “I'm at our usual spot, close to the club.”“I've got something to discuss with you.” I said, leaning back in my chair. “I r
Ashley's POVAs I walked towards my room, Uncle Michael's proposal kept bothering my mind. It was a great opportunity, but I feel some type of way about it after everything that happened in paris. He didn't have to say it. He could have simply ignored me like everyone else, but he didn't. Having a big shot like him as an investor after everything I've done was like a triumph…a big deal to my company. But I couldn't let myself show it. I couldn't let myself get too carried away. Not now. Not when I was still mad at him for his actions towards me in Paris.I shut the door and collapsed onto my bed, still clutching my phone. Austin had been here the whole time, just sitting with me, but I knew he wasn't just here to pick his stuff up, He was sitting with me to catch up and he always had the perfect way of getting me to talk. I couldn't let that happen today.“So,” I began, standing up to lean against my desk, “Uncle Micheal offered to invest in my company.”That caught his attention, an
MICHEAL'S POV The smell of coffee drifted through my penthouse before the sun had even fully come up. I stood by the stove, flipping pancakes half awake, wearing the same sweatpants I'd crashed in. My hair was a mess, eyes still a bit swollen from sleep, but Jess always liked breakfast early. And I'd promised.The kitchen was quiet except for the soft noise of the pans and the low sound of the fridge. Jess came down a few minutes later, barefoot, wearing an old hoodie of mine she’d found in the guest room closet. She smiled when she saw me cooking.“Now this is a sight,” she said, sitting down on a stool. “Mikey in his natural habitat.”I smiled, barely. “I told you I got you.”She watched me for a second. “You didn't sleep, did you?.”I shrugged. “Did you?” “Like a baby.”When I was done, I handed her a plate and sat across from her with my own meal in hand. She dug in immediately, humming like she used to when we were kids, and Aunt Marie made cinnamon rolls on Sundays. It should
MICHEAL'S POVThe numbers on my screen blurred together. I blinked once. Twice. Still nothing. I'd been staring at the same email for fifteen minutes, maybe even more. I couldn’t even remember what it was about anymore. My fingers hovered over the keyboard like they forgot how to type. I leaned back in my chair, rubbing the back of my head. Ashley.I couldn't stop thinking about her. She'd been off lately. Not cold exactly, just…distant. Her smile didn't reach her eyes anymore. Her laugh, the one that used to hit me right in the chest, now felt forced. Too quick, like she was trying to convince herself that it was real.And ever since she ran into him, Ryan, she hadn't been the same. I hated that name. Hated that I even know it now. Could she possibly still have feelings for him? I shook off the thought as soon as it came to mind.I used to think Ashley was an open book, but now? It was like someone glued the pages shut. Each time I asked, She said she was fine. Tired, distracted, w
ASHLEY'S POV The restaurant was nice. Too nice, maybe. Low lights, soft jazz, white napkins folded like they mattered. Micheal decided to take me out for lunch because my tummy wouldn't stop growling earlier. And the minute we got here. I fell in love with this place. Now the issue is…I couldn't stop thinking about Ryan. Don't get me wrong, I don't want him back or anything like that, but why was he here? Why now that I'm in a safe place? I told myself I'd gotten the closure I seek, but that one look from him made me question everything I believed. Micheal sat across from me, talking about something….work, I think, but his voice felt distant. Like background noise in a movie, I wasn't really watching. I nodded, smiled at the right moments. sipped my wine like I wasn't screaming inside. But I felt it. That stare. That burned on my back even as I walked away earlier, but I pretended I didn't. I had to, and Micheal was there.Ryan.God, why did he still get to make me feel like this?
RYAN'S POV REGRET.The only emotion I felt after she left me.She didn't even flinch.She just got up and walked away with him like I was invincible. Like I was a stranger asking for directions in a park she didn't want to be in.I sat there for a while after they left. Still. Quiet. I tried not to let it show that my chest felt like someone had stuck their hand in and twisted it. I wasn't going to chase. I wasn't going to make a scene. But God…it burned.I should’ve never texted her. That's what I told myself. But I didn't believe we were done. Not really. I needed to see her. Needed to look in her eyes and know if what we had was really gone, or if maybe, just maybe, there was still something more there. And for a second…I thought there was.She showed up. That had to mean something.She could’ve ignored me and blocked my number.But she came. And that gave me hope. Dumb, reckless, fragile hope.Until he showed up.The way he said her name. Like he already owned her.And the way
MICHEAL'S POV I wasn't supposed to be there.I was just walking by the park, cutting through like I always did when heading back from Jayden's place. It was supposed to be a regular night. Headphones in, mind on nothing important. But my house felt stuffy and damn too quiet. It always did. So I decided to get some air. To just move around and clear my head. But then I saw her.Ashley.She was sitting on a bench with some guy. I stood there, stuck in place, the weight of what I was seeing nailed me to the ground. Then I took slow steps closer, pulled out my earbuds, and watched from a distance.I noticed Ashley shifted slightly, just enough to put space between them. But not enough to quiet the storm rising in my chest.Was this a date? Was I too late?I hated the way my mind spiralled. I hated the way I spy on her just because I felt insecure.I should’ve walked away, but I didn't.Instead, I took a few steps towards them. Not loud enough to interrupt. Just enough to see his face. H
ASHLEY'S POV I sat on the park bench, waiting for Ryan to be here so we could get this done with. My heart raced in my chest, with different thoughts swirling in it. Was I doing the right thing? Do I really seek closure? But one thing is sure, I wasn't here for him, I was here for me. To prove to him that I wasn't that girl he knew anymore.Ryan showed up exactly ten minutes late. Typical. Some things never changed. He walked towards me in slow steps, his hands shoved into his pockets, his face filled with guilt. He looked the same as ever, but not in a way that stirred anything inside me. There was a time when seeing him would have made me blush secretly, my heart racing. Now, all I felt was stillness. When he finally reached me, he hesitated before speaking.“Hey, Ash.”The sound of his voice had that effect on me, but not in the same way that made my body shake with desire.“Ryan.” I said, my voice soft but firm.He sat down beside me, but i moved aside a bit, creating enough spac
ASHLEY'S POV As soon as I got to my apartment, I couldn't help but think about the trip. I felt different since i came back, It was as if a heavy weight had been lifted off my chest. The trip with Micheal had given me something I've always wanted…peace. And for the first time in a long time, I wasn't overthinking, I wasn't worrying or feeling sad about anything. I was just me. And it felt really good. After I've freshened up, I decided to reach out to my friends and meet up with them. We haven't met since Austin’s birthday party and I missed them. What happened that night was something I kept to myself because I wasn't ready to talk about it. I knew they would demand answers and I'm ready to give them.We met at our usual spot, a nice little cafe in an expensive estate.The moment I walked in, I saw them sitting at our usual spot, already waiting for me. Sophie was the first to notice me as I approached them.“There she is,” she said dramatically, throwing her hands up in the air. “
ASHLEY'S POV I woke up to the sound of waves crashing outside. It was very soothing, so much that I found it difficult to get out of bed. so for a moment, I laid there, wrapped up in the warmth of the sheets. I haven't had a good sleep like this in months . It was peaceful, too peaceful.Then I turned over to the other side of the bed, expecting him to be there, but it was empty. Then I perceived it, the faint smell of bacon filled the air. I slipped out of bed and did a little exercise before making my way downstairs.The sight in the kitchen made me pause.Micheal stood shirtless by the counter with his hair slightly messy. He wore grey sweatpants that hung low on his hip, moving around the kitchen as he prepared breakfast. He kept flipping the pancakes like a pro while he had a fresh pot of coffee beside him. The counter was filled with breakfast: bacon, toast, scramble eggs, with some fresh fruits on the side. I leaned against the doorway, crossing my arms against my chest. “S
I glanced at Ashley beside me as I drove past the city. She was staring at the window as she drew small patterns on the glass. She seemed deep in thought, and her shoulders were tense. Clearly, she looked exhausted, but aside from that, I could see something else, something she's trying hard to bury within her. I knew she was going through a lot after the incident at the club, which is why I decided to do this for her. It will serve as an escape from reality.I placed my palm on her hands, my fingers brushing it lightly. “Trust me, Ash, you're going to love the place.”She turned her head towards me, “You said that earlier, but I still don't know where you're taking me.”I smiled “Now where's the fun in ruining the surprise.”She smiled softly while shaking her head “You and your surprises“Uncle Micheal, why are you doing all this?” She asked suddenly as she looked at me with curiosity in her eyes.My gaze found hers for a second before I returned my focus back to the road. “Doing wh