ASHER Her eyes were wide and scared as I stepped forward, and for a moment, I was disappointed that she thought that I was actually going to hurt her. Her hands were still on my face, and it was suddenly too difficult to breathe.Even though it was rainy and it was chilly, I suddenly felt too hot. I could see the outlines of her nipples through her shirt. I resisted the urge to groan out loud. It was becoming more and more difficult to contain this need that I felt for her. I wanted nothing more than to hold her and shield her. Without thinking, I yanked her into my arms. “You're shivering. I can't watch you catch a cold,” I whispered. It made no sense at all because the both of us were wet. I was pathetic, and I was just looking for an excuse to hold her. Even if it was just for a few minutes. I yelled at myself, and I asked myself what the hell I was doing. I could provide no form of answer. To my surprise, she didn't push me away like I expected there would be. There were no sn
CLAIRE My eyes flickered open. I didn't know that I had drifted into sleep. I only knew that I was exhausted. I was tired, and I was on the verge of catching a fever. It was so cold. I groaned. My eyes fully opened, and I realized that I was in Asher's arms. My arms were wounded around his neck. I closed my eyes for a moment. I was too tired to argue with him tonight for not waking me up to walk by myself. “You're awake,” he said. He sounded as tired as me. Today had been such a long day. The last thing that I had expected was for us to be stuck together under the rain. The universe had a way of spitting me. “How long was I out?” I mumbled. He paused. “You were out for a while. I felt you were too tired to walk, and I didn't want to wake you,” he said. His reply sounded reasonable. I didn't want to pick up a fight with him over it. I closed my eyes and sighed, and I relaxed my head back against his chest. I didn't want to think too much about anything that I was doing tonight. L
ASHER It's been almost an hour. I was almost tempted to knock on the bathroom door and ask if she was okay. I knew women usually took a lot of time to get ready, but it's been way too wrong. I was beginning to get worried. I wondered if I had scared her into thinking that I had intentions yet again. I felt the need to assure her that wasn't the case.I walked up to the bathroom door, and then I paused. Since when did you begin to care about what anyone thought of you? I paused. Since her. I realized I was too obsessed with the idea of getting a reaction out of her. I spited her. I said anything I could to get her attention. I also felt the need to impress her as well. It was apathetic way of getting her attention, but I was unable to help myself. I was unable to stop myself from doing stupid things. Like making sure the driver knew she was my wife even though it was clear or glaring at the chauffeur when she smiles at him because I wanted her to smile at me the same way. My thought
CLAIRE When I opened my eyes, I realized that I had drifted into sleep. I wondered when. It must have been after dinner. It had been such a long day, and I was so exhausted. I scanned the surroundings of my room.It was dimly lit, and when I looked harder, I realized that I wasn't in a place that was familiar. This was Asher's bedroom. I wanted to say that I had no idea how I got here, but then I remembered. We had dinner with a little bit of wine, nothing too extreme, and we had gone into conversation, and I was... comfortable. Surprisingly, he was a good listener. Well, when he wanted to be.But I had no idea what I was doing. I had no idea when I had fallen asleep, and when I turned to the side, my heart hammered wildly against my ribcage as I spotted Asher lying on the bed. Shirtless. My throat ran dry almost immediately. This was ridiculous. The way my skin tingled with heat, the way my heart was beating relentlessly. Everything about what I was feeling was ridiculous. What the
CLAIREI blinked in surprise as he smiled down at me mischievously. I could feel the flour pouring from my face and sliding down to the shirt I had on. “You didn't” “I did,” he smirked. The silence lingered between the both of us before I lunged down a handful of flour and threw it at him. “So it's like that?” His eyes glimmered with amusement. I found myself laughing, the warmth erupting from the pit of my stomach. The butterflies were a stampede, but this time it didn't matter so much. I couldn't remember the last time I had a reason to laugh.But I didn't expect it would be because of this, because of him. Running around the kitchen like a child while he chased me around with a handful of flour. But I resented him. Except this time, I didn't exactly remember that I did. I felt strong arms wrapping around my waist, stopping my movement entirely. The giggles still escaped me. “You know. You're not exactly a very good runner. I could still catch you within the space of a second,
CLAIRE“You've got to be kidding me,” I groaned at the sight of piled files on the table. I felt the urge to mentally punch myself in the gut for being so distracted with my delusions. What the hell was I even thinking? I was back in the real world, and it was already looking like it couldn't wait to engulf me whole. I headed to my office table and placed my bag on the desk. I tried to drift my mind away from the fact that Asher never came in. Why I was anticipating his entrance was beyond me.I picked up the phone to ring my assistant and then remembered that Asher had fired her for entirely stupid reasons. I sent her a quick text demanding that she return to work as quickly as she could. The thought of Asher flashed through my mind—his wide, cocky smirk.The way his eyes glimmered with amusement. I inhaled deeply. This was absolutely the wrong time to be doing this. I didn't want to carry the burden of thinking about him at the most unexpected times. I decided that it would be a b
ASHER I kept thinking about the kiss. That was all I could think about. The taste of her lips had been perfect. The scent of her was something that I might have already mastered. If she didn't object, I might have wanted to keep going and go.“Sir?” My attention was quickly reverted as my gaze fell on my assistant. She looked confused and slightly scared. “You were saying?” I raised an eyebrow at her in question. It was pathetic, but I didn't like the fact that my thoughts were being interrupted. I just wanted to fantasize over Claire in peace. “I was wondering if we should approve the meeting. It's scheduled for six p.m." She repeated, and I frowned. Claire wasn't going to meet anything in her condo apartment when she returned. Her things had been moved over to mine. I wanted to be there early before she arrived to witness her reaction. She was going to detest me, but I would pick seeing her face every day over not seeing her at all. I knew fully well she didn't want to move i
CLAIRE Unbelievable, absolutely unbelievable. That's exactly what Asher was.I honestly couldn't believe my eyes when I unlocked my apartment door. Everything was gone.Every single thing.Not a single thing that I owned was left in my condo; it was all gone.I didn't need to think too far to figure out that it was Asher that had arranged for that to happen.I had at least thought that he would have given me till the end of the month to at least prepare mentally to have my life uprooted even further by him. It wasn't fair; Asher was definitely making sure of that.I didn't waste time getting into my car and making my way to Asher's home, not without calling him every two or three minutes to give him a piece of my mind.He was definitely going to be getting that from me. He had no right to do that.I can't believe I was even dumb enough to let my guard down around the way I did this morning; it was obviously all just a plot to try to get me to be calm about this, and I absolutely wo
CLAIRE “Annabelle,” my lips were slightly parted in surprise. I blinked and opened my eyes again. Somehow I hoped that this would be a figment of my imagination. I hoped that this was simply a case of my anxiety hitting over the roof and I would just be imagining things, but when I opened them, she was still standing there looking at me. “You don't look so excited to see me, sis,” she grinned at me. Her eyes twinkled with something. I wasn't sure I wanted to know what it was or read any sort of meaning into it. It was the last thing that I wanted to do. Somehow the words were stuck at the back of my throat, and they wouldn't come out freely. Maybe it was my confusion, maybe it was the dreadful feeling in the pit of my tummy, but somehow, I couldn't get the words together. All I could think about was what she might be doing here. My gaze lingered on her ridiculously short dress and the glasses on top of her head. “What are you doing here?” Somehow I was finally able to gather the
CLAIRE I had no idea how long it took me to move. I had no idea how much time passed as I slept but the next time that I awoke, it was noon. I couldn't remember the last time that I slept into noon. When I turned to the side, Asher's bed space was no longer empty. He laid beside me, as naked as I was underneath the sheets. He was still fast asleep, his arms were still wounded around me like he had no intentions of letting me go even in his sleep. I had no intention of letting him go too. I closed my eyes and sighed. I was utterly and completely exhausted as I relaxed back into bed. I didn't have pressing deadlines to meet, I didn't have meetings to attend. Here. It was me and Asher. My mind traveled towards Liah but I didn't react to it in any way. I wouldn't let myself think of her. She had done enough damage with her scheme and I had let her. This time, I got to be the one to decide how I was going to react to her or whatever pathetic schemes she threw at me. Asher groaned slig
CLAIRE I was back here, back to feeling like my whole world was shattering before my eyes. I would have done anything and everything to escape the pain that I felt in the confines of my chest. I didn't want to be back here. Maybe inviting Liah to stay here was a big mistake. A mistake that I was already regretting. I closed my eyes and when I opened them, I raised my gaze to look at the clock. It was already five in the morning and I had barely gotten any sleep. I turned my head towards the side. I was taunted by Asher's empty bedside. There was nobody to warm me up. I couldn't smell him. My eyes watered with tears. The ache in my chest intensified. Maybe I should have believed him. He had done everything to prove that he loved me. And even when I thought he wouldn't stay. He did. So why wasn't I open enough to listen to his explanation? I got down from my bed. I considered looking for him in the guest room. I would tell how sorry I was. How I couldn't sleep alone. My hands were su
CLAIRE I noticed how tense Asher was when he returned. I wanted to say it was because he had no choice to be in the company of Liah but my guts kept telling me that something was wrong. “Are you okay?” I murmured as he approached me. I noticed how Liah walked closely behind him. He held my hand, I couldn't help but notice that he looked a little pale. I closed my eyes and sighed. I was utterly exhausted. I don't think that I had the stomach for more drama.“Thanks for letting your husband drive me around. How generous of you?” Liah smirked at me. I felt a slight tug in my chest coupled with the suspicion that was nibbling within me from the inside out. I remained silent. I had no idea what to reply to what she had just said.“I guess it's time for dinner?” She looked at me expectantly and I nodded in response. I waited until she disappeared into the house before I directed my gaze back at Asher. “I know this isn't your idea but you seem too quiet. Did something happen?” I looked
ASHERI watched as Liah pushed another bite of her croissant into her mouth, a smug smile spreading across her face. She was trying to get under my skin, to take me down memory lane and make me remember the past. But I wasn't having it."You know, Asher," she said, her voice husky, "I'll never forget that night we spent together at the beach. Do you remember it?"I raised an eyebrow, my expression neutral. "I'm married now, Liah. I don't dwell on the past."Liah's smile faltered for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure. "Oh, I'm sure Claire wouldn't mind if you reminisced about old times," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.I leaned back in my chair, my eyes never leaving hers. "Actually, Liah, Claire is the reason I'm not interested in revisiting the past. She's the one I'm committed to, and I don't have time for games like this."Liah's eyes narrowed, a flash of anger sparking in their depths. But she kept her cool, her smile never wavering. "You're really devote
ASHERAs soon as Liah left the room, Claire turned to me with a strange look on her face. "You should drive her," she said, her voice calm.I stared at her in confusion, wondering if she had finally lost her mind. "What? Why would I do that?" I asked, incredulous.Claire's expression didn't change, but I could sense a hint of something beneath the surface. "Just do it," she said, her voice firm.I shook my head, feeling a surge of frustration. "No way," I said, my voice firm. "I'm not going to drive her around just because you're saying it. I refuse to be in the same space with her for that long. Her presence irritates me, freaks me out. I hate being around her, and I'm not going to do it just because you’re asking me to."I couldn't believe Claire was even suggesting this. Didn't she know how much I despised Liah? Didn't she know how much Liah's presence affected me? I thought Claire knew better than that."Liah is toxic, Claire," I said, trying to reason with her. "She's poisonous,
CLAIREI woke up to the warmth of Asher's gaze on me. I smiled, feeling a flutter in my chest. "Good morning," I said, my voice husky from sleep.Asher's eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled back at me. "You're beautiful in the mornings," he said, his voice low and husky. "Your hair is a mess, and your eyes are still sleepy, but you're still the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."I felt a blush rise to my cheeks as Asher's words washed over me. I loved moments like these, just the two of us, basking in the warmth of our love.Just as we were having our own little moment, the door to our room burst open, and Liah strode in, a look of determination on her face."Oh..." she said, her voice trailing off as she took in the sight of Asher and me in bed together.I sat up, startled, pulling the covers up to my chest as Liah's sudden entrance caught me off guard. Asher and I were both naked under the sheets, and I felt a flush rise to my cheeks as I tried to cover myself.Asher's face
CLAIRE Liah's smile faltered for a moment, and I saw a flash of surprise in her eyes. But then, she pretended to be surprised. "Oh, Asher, I had no idea that Claire allowing me to stay was the only reason you were tolerating my presence," she said, her voice dripping with innocence.Asher's eyes narrowed, his expression skeptical. "Don't play dumb, Liah. You know exactly why I'm letting you stay. And it's not because I want to revisit the past with you."Liah smiled sweetly, her eyes locked on Asher's. "Oh, Asher, there's no harm in bringing up the past," she said, her voice light and airy. "After all, it's just conversation. And I'm sure Claire doesn't mind. Do you, Claire?" She turned to me, her eyes sparkling with challenge.I met Liah's gaze, my expression cold and unyielding. "No, I don't mind at all," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "I love hearing about your past with Asher. It's not like it's making me feel uncomfortable at all."“Oh, Claire,” she chuckled. “You’re ab
CLAIRE Sitting there listening to Liah's suggestive comments, I could feel my emotions simmering just below the surface. It was like a pot of water, slowly coming to a boil, and I knew it was only a matter of time before I lost my cool.Inside, I was a mess of conflicting emotions. On one hand, I knew that Asher had made it clear that he wanted me, that I was the one he was interested in. But on the other hand, Liah's comments were like a constant drumbeat, eroding my confidence and making me feel like I was just a temporary distraction for Asher.I felt a pang of jealousy, sharp and stabbing, like a knife to the heart. I knew it was irrational, that I had no reason to feel like this because Asher had made his intentions towards me extremely clear. But I couldn't help it. I tried to push the thoughts away, to tell myself that I was being ridiculous, to remind myself that Asher had chosen me, not Liah. But the doubts lingered, refusing to be silenced. And as I sat there, watching Lia