“The contract was only for a year, Mr Gray. I marry you for one year and you stay the fuck away from my properties,” her tone was high-pitched annoyance and anger. “You got it all wrong, sugar. The contract was to quench my thirst for you but all you did was fuel that desire. Now, I want to own you. Your body, heart and fucking soul,” that honeylike baritone was void of its usual teasing now. He meant every word of it. There was no escape for her. ********** As she lay on the operating table, bleeding to death from an abortion her husband, Regal had arranged, Claire saw her life flash before her eyes. Even in her dying state, he refused her a transfusion because donating blood would ‘hurt’ his unborn child. The words pierced through her heart. The man she'd given her world to chose her sister over her without blinking. But then life smiled at her and she was given a second chance to correct her mistakes. What happens when she gambles this chance by stealing from the famous trillionaire, Asher Gray? What will be her fate when he barges into her life and overturns her world with his wicked seduction? When life throws Regal at her feet, begging for a second chance, when old flames ignite, will she let go of the past and forgive or pursue the prospect of a beautiful new love?
View MoreCLAIRE Dinner. I dreaded it. We'd barely arrived home before Gregory began to interfere with our privacy again. We've barely settled back in and here we were at dinner, surrounded by the very people that I have sworn to avoid. But considering the miracle that had happened to Asher and I. It was almost impossible for anything to bother me. Not even Regal and Annabelle's presence was enough. I Blake my eyes and sighed. I was beginning to feel tired. It was always easy to feel so tired and worn out from the stress. I closed my eyes and sighed. I was exhausted as I leaned my head against Asher's shoulder and closed my eyes for a brief moment. Just a sliver of time to get it back together. “Are you alright?” Regal said and my eyes opened as my gaze met his. I wasn't even irritated, the hate that I felt for him that I had carried for him for years began to wear off. Not entirely. Buy maybe enough to fixate on what he had done to me years ago. His eyes were full of concern as he looked a
CLAIRE I was glad she didn’t make mention of the pastAsher exhaled a laugh. “That’s the best news I’ve heard in a long time.”Dr. Patel went over a few more details. “We’ll schedule you for your next ultrasound around 20 weeks,” she said. “That’s when we can check for anatomy details—and if you want, find out the sex.”I exchanged a glance with Asher. “I think we want to wait,” she said.Dr. Patel smiled. “That’s great. Any questions for me?”I hesitated, then asked, “What are the chances of anything going wrong because of what i went through in the past?”Dr. Patel softened. “I understand the worry, but at this point, your risk of a miscarriage or any issue at all has dropped significantly. I’d say just enjoy the moment.”I squeezed Asher’s hand, feeling lighter than she had in weeks.We left her office with glee. My eyes still glanced around until the got glued to this particular lady who looked a lot like Liah. She turned and I could see her fully.I halted and so did Asher, alth
CLAIRE The fluorescent lights glowed softly above as Asher and I. The air carried the faint familiar scent of disinfectant and that of hope. It ached to think about the possibility of not having a child but there was still I change i could have one. I took a deep breath, her fingers instantly tightening around Asher’s hand as we walked toward the receptionist’s desk. He moved his thumb gently against mine and when we arrived in front of the desk, I looked over at him and smiled. “Good morning,” the receptionist greeted, her fingers clicking across the keyboard. “You must be Claire Henshaw?”“Claire Henshaw,” I was slow to respond, turning away from Asher and facing the nurse. The surname still haunted me, like a roof over my head, something I couldn’t get rid off. Asher’s face said no less, his jaws clenched and his fingers folding as their slowly pulled away from my shoulder. The knots tightened and the tension grew. I could recall sitting here as well with an unresponsive Regal
CLAIRE My body trembled slightly as I wretched into the toilet. Whatever was left of my dinner last night escaped my body as I threw up. Some strands of hair clung to my forehead because of the sweat that broke out and even if I didn't want to admit it. My body was heavy with exhaustion. I felt the breeze on my neck as my hair was being raised up gently. I could sense Asher behind me as he rubbed tender circles against my back. The movement was comforting. Everything about it was comforting. I closed my eyes and sighed. I was exhausted. Everything was exhausting. With my exhaustion, I also sensed fear. No matter how much I tried to force my mind not to linger on it, it was there regardless. As much as there was fear, there was hope. Or maybe I was afraid to hope. My eyes fluttered closed for a brief moment as I placed my hand gently against my belly. It couldn't be. There was no way that it was possible. It certainly wouldn't be possible. But each time I tried to deny it, my hope
CLAIREWe made our way to the car and he helped me in. “I can walk,” I laughed lightly. He was treated me gently, way more than usual, like a fragile egg that was at risk of shattering. He looked amused, “I just don’t want anything to happen to you”. He stood between the door and I. “Is it because the doctor said I might ne pregnant?” I joked bit he took it more than just a joke. His straightened his face, his lips stretching into a thin line. He stepped closer and I blinked, staring at him confused. “I love you with or without the pregnancy,” he said in a stern tone. “A child won’t make me love you more or less, I love you just the way you are, you’re an amazing woman and I can’t imagine my life without you”. I blinked. “Understand?” He asked. I nodded, “I know, you’ve told me”. “Don’t you ever forget it,” he said, slamming thr door shut then walking towards his side of the car. He got in, placed his hand on the steering wheel, reached for his key, inserted it and started th
CLAIRE I was alone, yet I could still feel the tension around me. I lay on the bed, my fingers gripping onto the sheets of the bed. My breathe came in pants, my chest heaving up and down. I parted my lips, taking in as much air as possible My eyes were suddenly blinded by a bright light and words echoed in my ears. Flashbacks of that day flashes before my eyes. I could see nurses rushing in My eyes were suddenly blinded by a bright light and words echoed in my ears. Flashbacks of that day flashes before my eyes. I could see nurses rushing in and I immediately jerked into a sitting position. My air supply was cut short and I kicked my feet off the bed. I jumped down and immediately began stumbling forward. One of my hands reached for my chest, slowly sliding up to my neck, clenching around it, my fingers digging deep at it as if trying to rip open her skin to find a new passage for air. My fingers dug so deep, I feared it would draw blood by what scared me more was the four corne
“What can she even give? What has she done for you that you love her so much?” She paused, recoiling her hands and furrowing her eyebrows. She shook her head before looking back at him. “Can’t you see that you don’t even love her? She’s just deceiving you. Don’t let her do that to you. ““Leave,” Asher demanded. “She has nothing to give but I,” her lips stretched into a smile. “I can give you everything, I have given everything, what more do you want?”“Leave,” Asher clenched his jaw. “I love you. Asher,” She stepped forward, holding out her hands and reaching for his cheeks. He grabbed both her hands and pushed it down.“It’s your fault, it’s all your fault,” Liah stepped to his side, holding out her hand and pointing towards me. “You’re the one that stole him from me,” she marched forward. I drew backwards until I had nowhere to go. She stopped in her tracks when Asher suddenly grabbed her arm. She turned to face him, scared at what he’d do. She pulled her hand from my directio
CLAIRE A sudden thud on the door grabbed my attention, and I headed towards it. I pulled the door open to find Liah standing in a robe, She reached for the rope and slowly loosened it. “What are you doing?” I stopped her. She threw her head up, her eyebrows furrowing. She grabbed the ropes of her robe before they fell apart and pulled on them, tightening the rope. “Where is he?” She questioned, stepping to the side and tilting her head to the side. She stretched her neck, trying to peek through the ajar door. I reached for the door knob, pulling the door to myself as I stepped further into the hallway. “What are you doing here?” She pulled away, looking me up and down. “I live here,” I retorted. “Yeah, you live here,” she scrunched her nose in disgust. “Is he around?”“He’s not, and even if he was, I wouldn’t let him meet you,” I answered. “What are you? His mom?” She let out a short laugh. I rolled my eyes, “If you want to tell him anything important which i doubt it is, you
CLAIREThe doctor clearly informed me that I couldn't and wouldn't be able to bear a child again after what happened to me. After what Regal did to me. Remembering the scars that were left not just emotionally but medically broke me. I could never bear a child again.I'd give anything to be able to carry a child again. I'd kill to be able to bear a child yet Annabelle could fake a pregnancy and feel no remorse.No. I'm definitely, not pregnant and I can never be.Asher’s voice caught my attention and I threw my head up, resting it against the wall and stared at him.He held onto the door frame, sticking part of his body into the bathroom. He looked scared and worried and every other expression he could muster.I let out a weak smile and I whispered, "I'm fine". I had lost strength in my voice.I slid down the wall, stretching my legs and letting my arms drop on my stomach. This stomach that on
/-Claire-/“She's losing blood. She needs an urgent transfusion.” I heard the voices from a distance.“She has a rare blood type, sir. The blood bank is out of it…”My brain was not processing anything other than the pain between my legs. Tears pooled in my eyes as I stared at the very man who put me in this condition.His eyes were cold and unfeeling, unsympathetic to my suffering. “If she continues this way, she will bleed to death! Even if we can cut the bleeding, she will still need blood. Is there anyone in the family who can donate blood?” The nurse asked. “No,” came a cold response. A tear slipped past my cheek as I reached for his hand. “Regal…” my voice came out croaky. My throat hurt from the dryness. “Please…”“You heard them, the blood bank doesn't have your blood type,” he stated. “I don't know what you expect me to do.” “Annabelle…”He snatched his hand from me. “Have you lost your mind? Do you want your pregnant sister to donate blood to you? Have you thought abo...
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