ASHLEYA devastating clearance.The clearance that I needed.His room wasn't a sight to see. It was almost empty, nearly everything was gone. I shook my head sideways, in disagreement. I marched towards the bed, ripping the sheets and duvet off, scattering the pillows, and kicking my heels off my feet. "Adam!""Adam!""Baby, where are you?!""Baby, I'm here." I croaked, marching into the bathroom, hoping I would see the shower running, and see him relaxing in the bathtub, where he was waiting for me to come to join him. I pushed the door open and my eyes narrowed on the sink that always contained his toiletries, staring back at me, void of even a pin!The tears won't stop dropping from my face, increasing even. I weakly let go of the doorknob, leaving the door that led to the ensuite bathroom ajar. I strode into his closet, and my palms found themselves plastering over my mouth and snapping it shut, in shock.His clothes were all gone.His belongings were nowhere to be found.How cou
ASHLEYLove.Was there anything like that in the first place? Pfft. I put it to you that it's just an illusion. A crappy feeling that takes a lot from you with nothing to show for it. That shit about meeting the one was crap. It was total bullshit. There is no such thing as love and even if there was, all it ever does was take everything away from you, subject you to the mercy of manipulations, and make you do things that you wouldn't do if you were in your right senses.It would take, and take from you until there was nothing left other than your broken heart and I could swear that it hurts so much. There was nothing that could compare to the pain it leaves imprinted on your heart. It just basically drains you of the will to live. The will to even want to breathe.It is such a vain thing to grow helplessly attached to someone, and they promise you that what you have with them is forever until they rip your heart out and smash it right into pieces, crushing it into dust, and leaving y
JAXONDarkness.Utter darkness, with nothing in view. I couldn't keep track of how long I had been seated here, twirling my knuckle rings that felt cold against my fingers, my thoughts running wild. Non-stop, about the situation of things in the last few days. If I had been getting roughly two hours of sleep for several months, I stopped getting any, and I stopped trying a few days ago. The only thing that kept me going was coffee, cold baths, and a change of clothes.My thoughts wouldn't stop straying from the conversation I had with him. The bastard who used to be Peach's boyfriend. After Duncan got back into the country, he had been gathering as much information as he could about her, with the little we got from the CCTV about her that night. He was able to deduce where she lived, and where she worked, and the information about who she was in a relationship with sprang up.I tracked the bastard down and paid him off. I wanted him far away from her. Out of her life. I didn't want hi
ASHLEYI was exhausted.I pulled over in the driveway of my apartment and turned off the engine, grabbed the grocery bags in the backseat and my handbag, stepping out of the car. Genevieve let me off work early today. According to her, there wasn't much to do. With the rate at which I had been getting a pass from her recently, if I were paid in dollars for it, I would be a millionaire by now. She keeps surprising me, and well, not like I was complaining. Truth be told, I needed to rest. It's been a rough couple of weeks.I couldn't have been more glad of the kind of friends I surrounded myself with. They are the best friends a girl could wish for. I finally summoned up the courage to talk to my mom about the whole thing, and I couldn't have done it without their help. She was so hurt that I had been covering up for him. Dad wasn't left out either. His anger was unquenchable when he realized how he had been hurting me both physically and emotionally. If anything, I was glad about the
ASHLEYThis was a getaway I didn't know I needed. I didn't know how much I needed to step out of my comfort zone until this getaway trip. It was that breath of fresh air I didn't know I needed. If there was any word I could use other than beautiful, I would. Breathtaking doesn't cut it, even. The Maldives are beyond beautiful. It was irresistible with its white beaches, turquoise sea, blue lagoons, colorful marine life, and many palm trees. Emphasis on the palm trees.The cool breeze right outside the resort I was currently sprawled on the sun-lounger, blew my hair in different directions and I giggled at how it tickled my skin. I was wrapped lazily in a white robe that exposed my unclad thighs, being kissed by the gentle breeze. The sight of the clear golden sand surrounded by beautiful palm trees and a turquoise-blue sea, moving with soft waves, was appealing. I have been here for the past hour, relishing the view our resort had to offer.The girls made sure we got a suite with the
~ASHLEY~"Shit!"I cursed under my breath, a low hostile hiss exiting my lips. I dropped the hair straightener abruptly on my dresser, causing it to sound with a loud thud. I winced, dipping my finger into my mouth, to soothe the burn the straightener had caused on my pinkie.I'm convinced.The universe was working against me today because I just didn't understand how everything was going so wrong this morning. First, I woke up late. Secondly, while I was taking my bath, the water heater stopped working, leaving me with just one option. I had to suck it up and take my bath with the water that felt like it was gotten from the Atlantic Ocean. That aside, my white dress also got stained with my bottle of foundation that broke. And now, my hair straightener burnt my fingers. I exhaled, brushing my fingers through my wavy hair. I guess I will just have to go with it. I picked up my hairbrush and worked it through my messy hair, tying it atop my head in a ponytail. I dabbed some strawberry
ASHLEYI stopped breathing.I couldn't feel the air in my lungs anymore, and it was like that for several seconds. My head pounded with a terrible headache that threatened to split my head into two, my eyes stinging with hot tears, and my throat clogged with sobs.I was looking him right in the eye. The same man that stripped me of my innocence. The same man who was the first man to go in between my legs. The same man to whom my body reacted to his touch like I had known him for years. The same man that plagued my dreams and nearly ran me mad. The same man I thought I had escaped from, and would never cross paths with him.The headlines in the newspaper flashed in my head and I groaned.Jaxon Arden Gray. The Leader of the Vixen Mafia.All his presence did was bring back unwanted thoughts that had tossed me into one of the darkest periods in my life. The guilt, the hate, the self-loath, and disgust, alongside utter regret. It didn't help that I couldn't even stop staring at him. I coul
JAXON"I'm so proud of you, Son." Dad chuckled, his green eyes that looked just like mine, sparking with so much pride that had me smiling back at him.No!"Oh come on, Rodney, you sound as if you are the only one who's proud of him. I'm proud of you too, Son." Mom glanced at me through the rearview mirror. I smiled at her, teary-eyed, toying with my unknotted tie."My son is a man now! Goodbye high school!" Dad yelled with so much excitement.No! No!"He's still going to be my baby," Mom grinned.No!I tossed in my sleep, turning to my side, my head moving to the sides as I struggled to open my eyes, but I failed miserably at it. "Mom, I'm eighteen now," I grumbled and she chuckled."I love__"No! No!She barely had a chance to complete her words, when she screamed out my dad's name so hard. "Rodney!!!" Mom screamed.I looked up from my phone, to see a truck heading over our way. My dad was trying to swerve to the side, in a bid to avoid running into the truck, but the brakes had f
Four years later…ASHLEY."Duncan, I do not give a fuck!" Arden's strident voice boomed across the room, threatening to bring the house to its feet. The resonance of his voice was thick and rough.I exhaled and turned off the gas cooker."Get it done!""I do not care how you are going to do it but find that fucker---you know what? Just get out!" He fired and I flinched.I wasn't near him but the effect of his brazen voice made my heart slam against my ribcage."Where's my wife, Alberta?" I heard him ask Alberta and I rolled my eyes, strutting over to the counter to pick up a napkin.His loud footsteps echoed behind the door and he pushed the door open in no time. My head shot up from the kitchen island. My eyes drifted to his tall figure standing a few feet away from the door.His eyes were pinned on me and the intensity in them made me feel so conscious of the little black dress I was wearing. My mouth ran dry as my eyes roved his shirt-clad body, unabashedly.Age has nothing on my h
JAXONI pushed the glass doors open, letting myself onto the rooftop. The chilling breeze that lingered in the air wrapped me up in its airy and soothing essence, running swiftly across every inch of my skin that was bare to its touch. It cocooned me and I couldn't help but release a soft sigh. A wave of tranquillity washed over me, luring me into its embrace, and I found my stiff muscles succumbing to the sensation.The chills that settled on my skin pierced their way through it, easing me off the weight that seemed to burden my shoulders before I stepped onto the rooftop.I tucked my hands into my pockets, striding toward the strong iron bars that made up the rails. My hands dropped on it, wrapping around it immediately while I soaked in the beguiling view of the city from where I stood.There was a distinct allure the evening possessed from up here. I literally felt like I was floating in the air, utterly captivated by the sheer beauty the night held. The moonlight cocooned the da
JAXONMy hands hung mid-air, a few inches away from the surface of the door. I swallowed the lump that gathered in my throat, wiping my hands on the trousers I hadn't changed out of in days.They did try to get me to change it.But I didn't want anything that would take me back to a place where she wasn't. So, I was stuck here looking utterly dishevelled.Heaving a sigh, I twisted the knob and stepped into the room, shutting the door behind me.I spun around and I didn't miss the look of surprise that flashed across his face. He wasn't one to display his emotions, but it was hard for him to conceal his shock. The hospital wear made him look very weird and the chuckle that tumbled out of my mouth was hard to submerge."Good morning, boss." His chapped lips quirked in a small smile that elicited a grin from me. There was no need to keep my guard up right now. It was useless anyway. After all, he was on that bed because he was trying to save me. To save her. If he hadn't shot Micah, the
JAXON"Jaxon,""Jaxon,""Jax—""I can hear you!" I snapped.I stopped pacing and spared Aunt Caroline a glance. Her eyes were soft with assurance but it didn't do anything to quell my restlessness. It only left me more perturbed than I was."Jaxon, have your seat for goodness sake," she implored me. My stone-cold gaze seemed to have given me away that I wasn't about to listen to her, so she took a step forward, grabbing my arm.My eyes stung with unshed tears, thickening the lump that settled in my throat. It was hard trying to keep my tears at bay, and at some point, I gave up on trying. I allowed it to stream down my face effortlessly."She's–" I breathed shakily. "She's in there because of me!" The quiver in my voice overpowered its octave."My wife is fighting for her life and it's all because of me!" I yelled at her, snatching my hands away from her grip."Do you think yelling and pacing down the halls of the hospital would change the situation?" Maria's harsh tone had me whiskin
JAXONThe car came to a halt at a safe distance, in the middle of nowhere. I furrowed my brows, looking through the windshield in confusion. I was propelled to believe that I had the wrong address but the GPS couldn't be wrong. "It's the right place…" Duncan's voice trailed off beside me and my frown deepened."Son of a bitch," I mumbled under my breath."He just had to choose a less obvious hideout. Fucking coward." I sneered and got out of the car, slamming the door shut. I looked over to where Duncan was standing."Get the guys on guard. I don't trust that bastard," I instructed. He nodded in response. "Yes, boss."The only sound akin to noise was the chirping of the birds in the distance, alongside the crunching sounds my boots made with the dry leaves as I weaved my way deeper into the woods. My vision and my hearing seemed more enhanced as I navigated my way forward. I wasn't even giving myself any chance to be caught off guard.Micah could be a fucking fool, but the bastard is
JAXON"Arden--Arden...""I think someone's following me.""Please, pick your call!"Her voice echoed in my head, incessantly. It was pointless trying to shut it out because it only emerged stronger than before. It haunted me. It destroyed me. It shattered me. It consumed me.The fear and distress that oozed off those words crushed my soul. It didn't help the guilt that overwhelmed me. If I hadn't been such an asshole. Such a stubborn prick, I would have been able to save her from him. From Micah. That bastard. He's going to wish he had never laid his hands on her when I find him. The fucking coward couldn't come directly for me. He just had to get to me through the woman I love.The thought of what she must be going through in his hands aggravated my punches. It got more aggressive and I wouldn't stop ramming it against the punching bag that was swinging backwards, due to the weight of my hard punches.It never got the chance to stay back in balance before I sent it flying backwards
ASHLEYThis was the most numb I have felt in days and strangely…I liked it. It wasn't so bad. Compared to the rollercoaster of emotions I have been tossed into these past few days.There was so much quietness, compared to the loudness in my head. It felt like I was hanging in a delicate balance. Stuck in oblivion, even, where my conscious mind and unconscious mind were struggling with a breach.As peaceful as it felt, it made me feel so empty and I was struggling to snap back to my consciousness, but it was like I was being held back by an invisible force. It soon occurred to me that I was the one holding myself back.And that was because somewhere between the numbness that enveloped me, there was a part of me like a fireball, struggling to resurface, and somehow, I was convinced that I knew what awaited me if I woke up and that was the reason I was holding back.But then, the numbness and the darkness slowly began clearing off. I struggled to hold onto it but it slowly slipped out of
JAXON"So, you mean to–" I chuckled, raking my fingers through my hair in frustration. I chuckled again. And again. And again. I was infuriated, but at the same time, I found the whole situation amusing. My workers knew the kind of person they worked with, yet they found new ways to aggravate me. It was as if they derived some sort of sick pleasure from watching me dish out punishments to them.He shifted on his feet, looking down at his feet. His composure was beginning to falter. His trembling gave him away.The air in the boardroom grew hotter by the second. It was thick with deafening silence, the temperature fluctuating now and then. With the tension that accompanied the loud silence, I was so sure I would hear a pin drop. They sat in their seats like statues, unable to utter a word. No one wanted to be the scapegoat, but with the way my anger was escalating, one of them was bound to go back home without his body intact."You mean to tell me that our sales have gotten this bad
ASHLEYThe wave of tiredness that washed over me got stronger with each passing second, heightening my distress. Staring out through the window of the conference room was something I loved to do.But right now, all it did was spike my anxiety further than it was. It ought to serve as a distraction, but it had me drifting in and out of my thoughts. The scenery, the atmosphere, none of it seemed appealing.In a way, it was getting on my nerves.Reverting my forlorn gaze to my employees, I arched my brow at them rudely. They were all staring at me like I had grown two heads and it was very irritating. At some point, I began thinking I had dirt on my face, judging by their bewildered expression.My frown deepened when my eyes flitted to Aurelia, who was standing by the projector, sporting a blank face."What?" I barked harshly and I wasn't even sorry for it. I didn't like how they were staring at me like I was an Alien that dropped from the sky."We are sorry, Mrs. Gray." They apologised,