CLAIRE “Good morning” I turned towards my assistant and shot her a warm smile. Every inch of me felt warm. The thought of this morning flashed through my mind. I thought about the fact that Asher was the last person that I saw before I dropped from the office. Unconsciously, the corner of my lips tilted into a smile. He could be a pain in the ass but he was becoming someone else these days. Someone I never thought I would encounter. There was no explanation for the warmth that I felt in my tummy whenever he looked at me or how it was a struggle to catch my breath whenever he kissed me. “Hello? Claire?” My assistant raised an eyebrow at me in question. My attention was immediately reverted back to my assistant who stared at me In confusion. “Yes Barbara?” I raised an eyebrow. My cheeks flushed in color at the embarrassment that I had lost focus earlier. “There's someone waiting for you inside your office” she said. My heart immediately picked up race as I wondered who it could be.
CLAIREMy gaze traveled over to the blonde-haired guy that stood at the doorway. My cheeks flushed with color as soon as I realized we had an audience. He observed the both of us with a smirk that he didn't bother to hide. His eyes lingered on me for a little longer than necessary, and I felt uncomfortable. “It's hard to believe that my best friend would get married before me,” he said. The tone of his voice was a mixture of amusement and awe. My brows furrowed, and I shot Asher a look. “You have a best friend? I didn't know that.” I stared at him in wonder. He looked almost... shy? As he averted my gaze for a brief moment. "Oh, so you never talked about me with your wife. Now I feel insulted, Asher,” he said. “What were you expecting when you thought it was completely okay to abscond and relocate to fucking Paris without letting me know?” Asher raised an eyebrow at him. “But that's a little bit too far for revenge. Don't you think so?” He said it dryly and then stretched his han
CLAIREBefore I could process whatever was happening, Asher lips slammed against mine. I could barely comprehend what was happening at the moment. My state of mind was a whirlwind of chaos and heat. Whatever was happening right now. I absolutely wanted it to happen, and there was absolutely no way that I wanted to ruin this moment.“I've been wanting to kiss you all day. I thought I was going to burst,” he whispered huskily as he pulled away. I don't know how I managed to stand up right. My legs were wobbly and unstable, and I was doing the best that I could to maintain my balance. If he wasn't supporting me with his hands. I might have fallen to the ground.My chest heaved up and down as I tried to catch my breath. I wondered if I looked exactly as he looked. Hungry and unsatisfied. Waiting to devour me at the slightest chance.I looked for the right words to say, but somehow t
CLAIREGet your mind out of the gutter, Claire. But somehow the task seemed impossible. My eyes kept traveling towards the sight of Asher's bare torso. I didn't know that the sight would affect me so intensely. I closed my head and sighed. I needed to regain whatever composure I could gather. It suddenly felt so hot here. Was it a little hot? Was I going to pass out from the intensity of the moment? I could already feel the panic that was beginning to well up in my chest. Was it because I was so close to him? Was it because he was looking at me like that?“Are you okay? You've been looking like you've seen a ghost for over ten minutes,” he said, and my attention suddenly reverted back to his gaze instead of his chest. Shameless, Claire. Shameless. You're acting like some love-sick high school girl. When it came to Asher. I didn't exactly know what else to do anymore. “I was just lost in thought for a while. Nothing too major,” I said. “Are you going to tell me?”“About?”“About wh
ASHER Seeing Claire's face turn a bright shade of crimson, similar to the shade of her nightgown, as a result of my simple comment awakened something feral in me. And it wasn't just her blushing or the sheepish ‘thank you’ she gave along with a sheepish smile; it was her in that dress.That fucking red nightgown. I didn't even know what my favorite color was until she asked, and all I could think of was how much I liked her in that night gown and how much I loved it on her, whichever one you prefer.Hell, she could have been dressed up in something that was neon pink, and I'd say it was my favorite color.Her cheeks flushed as the words ‘Easy, red.’ flowed smoothly from my lips.I even had to bite those same lips to hold myself back from saying all the thoughts flooding my mind at that moment. I wanted to bite hers.Claire's gaze dropped slightly, and it was clear that she was trying to gain composure from that as well. It was somewhat comforting, knowing that she was in the exac
CLAIREMy heart pounded frantically within my ribcage as Asher fingers drove in and out of my core. The words coming out of my mouth were jumbled up together and meaningless. I knew it was gibberish mixed with a repetition of Asher's name. He whispered from dirty promises as he effortlessly delivered mind-wrecking pleasure with his fingers.I tried to recover, but it wasn't easy; it was almost impossible. Especially when his hands were all over me. My thoughts were as jumbled up together as the words in my mouth. I should have known that this moment was going to happen between us, but eventually. There was already too much chemistry between us.The sexual tension was becoming difficult to ignore with each day that passed by. I didn't want this moment to end. I wanted many other moments like this. I wanted to feel. I needed to feel like this every day. I paused as I felt myself heading towards the brink of release.My grip tightened on Asher's shoulders as I tried to steady myself. Ev
CLAIRE My eyes fluttered open. I don't know how long I've been asleep. I only knew that I felt too comfortable to move. This was the most relaxed that I've been in a long time. Somehow I wanted to pause this memory and capture it forever. I closed my eyes and sighed with contentment. It was then that I registered the warmth from the body that was coming next to me. I was buried in the crook of Asher's arm. His grip was firm and tight, like he was too afraid to let go. I didn't mind it. I could stay here all day if it were possible. I took my time admiring his features. The corners of my lips tilted up into a smile unconsciously as I stared at him for a moment longer than necessary. The hard edges of his face had become softer. His lashes framed his face, giving his cheekbones some sort of lift. I didn't know why it was alluring to look at him. I only knew that I never got tired. “If you keep on looking at me like that, I'll take that as an invitation to kiss you,” he mumbled sleep
ASHER I don't have a reason while I've seen smiling like an idiot. I just know that my chest didn't feel heavy. Heck. I can't even remember the last time I felt sick. I can't remember the last time I went for a checkup. I didn't see the need to. Besides, no checkups meant no more bad news from the doctor.It was almost as if Claire came in and suddenly everything was better. I couldn't go a second without thinking of an elaborate way to make her happy. Tonight I was thinking about surprising her with a candlelit dinner. We've been having dinner at home, and I wanted it to be different. You're just using it as a cover-up to see her in a dress. I didn't bother denying it. I was completely and utterly infatuated. I settled in the office ten minutes later before my assistant walked in. “You have a meeting scheduled for today,” she said. I could tell she was anxious from the way she twisted her fingers nervously. I looked at the file on my desk and realized that I've missed four meetin
ASHER “Who’s been kidnapped? Do you know the person personally?” She inquired.“It’s my wife, I’m going to get her now,” I answered. “Sir, I’d advise against that. Why don’t you let the police officers do their job,” she advised. I let out a slight laugh, “this is my wife we’re talking about, I can’t sit back and let some asshole take her so it’s either you guys arrive quickly or you’d have a dead body on your hand”. “A dead body?” I ended the call and increased the speed of the car till I arrived at Glory Avenue. I scanned the houses on the street, searching for a deep blue roof. On searching it, I swerved to the right, slowing down as I edged into the lawn of the house, unintentionally. I pulled out the key, wearing it in one finger, curling my fingers into a fist, letting the key rest against my knuckle. My heart raced with adrenaline, and my brows furrowed. I kept walking till I arrived at the front door. The windows were closed, and the lights were turned off. I stepped, tu
ASHER'S P.O.VEverything happened in a blur. My father tried to reason with me, but I wasn’t interested in what he had to say. How could he take Regal as his son? Even after what he did to Claire. My Claire. Speaking of Claire, she must be waiting for me. She’s probably worried about me. I didn’t mean to leave her with Regal and Annabelle, the people who hurt her, but I couldn’t bear seeing their faces. If I stayed there any longer, I might have done something I’d regret. I excused myself. My father agreed with a nod, and I left the room. “Claire,” I called as I approached the living room. I received no answer in return. My eyebrows furrowed. Why wasn’t she saying anything? If it was any other scenario, I’d think she didn't hear me, but she was with the people who caused her harm, of course she’d want to leave. She’d rush towards me, and I’d be more than happy to welcome her into my arms. I quickened my pace, still calling for her, just in case she didn’t hear me the first time.
CLAIRE“Unbearing?” I blinked. “Then your sister swooped in,” he kept pushing me down the street, until we arrived beside a car. With one hand on my waist, he pushed me towards the door, releasing his other hand from my arm and grabbing the knob of the back door. “Get in,” he demanded.I shook my head. “Get in, Claire. I don’t want to be violent towards you,” he advised. “You’re very important to me, I don’t want to do anything to hurt our child”.“Our child,” I was taken aback. “Get in,” he demanded, rasing his tone,not intending to correct himself any time soon.Did he really think he could ruin my life, kill our baby turn when his life doesn’t turn out the way he plans, he swoops on and tries to clam what’s not his.“Get in,” he pushed on my waist and I drop onto the seat. I lift my head up to find Liah sitting at the further end, her body resting against the car door, wearing all black. “What are you doing here?” I question. She didn’t say a thing. I turn to face Regald who
CLAIRE I was amused, to say the least. I watched Regal stumble over words. Annabelle turned away from me, spinning her head towards Regal and grabbing his arm when he revealed her name. Her eyes grew wide, trying to silence him. He tore his arm away from her and began speaking, but she talked over him, causing chaos. I picked up a glass of wine from the table, raising it to my lips. I didn’t drink any, I just needed something to keep me busy and stop me from speaking. The air is thick with tension as Regal leans forward, his voice tight with frustration. Regal had everyone’s eyes on him, and he suddenly burst, words spewing out of his lips uncontrollably, “You all think I’m some heartless bastard for what I did, but you don’t understand, It wasn’t just me. Annabelle and I—she was the reason. She made me see that bringing a child into a relationship that was already dead was a mistake. We made the decision together.”I stiffen, gripping my wine glass, my knuckles turning white.
CLAIRE 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