CLAIREThe soft light of the early morning crept through the cracks in the blinds, spilling over the bed where Asher and I lay tangled in the sheets. The warmth of his body next to mine was a comfort I didn’t want to leave, not yet. I could hear his steady, calm breath that matched mine, but he was a bit rough. But that was the sound I needed to hear to be alright. I could stay locked in his arms for as long as I could. Suddenly, Asher stirred beside me, his hand gently running through my hair. A quiet sigh escaped my lips as I adjusted my position, tucking myself deeper into his side. Asher chuckled, the deep sound reverberating through my nerves and sending a pleasant shiver through me, settling on my clit. This man effortlessly did things to me. “Good morning,” he murmured, his voice still rough from sleep, as he shifted, pulling me closer, if that was even possible. I hummed in response, nuzzling my face into his chest, a small smile tugging at the corner of my lips. I wasn’t q
CLAIREI blinked at Annabelle, standing in the hallway like she owned the place. My fingers tightened on the edge of the door, and for a moment, I was too stunned to even find the right words. She looked as pristine as ever, her navy dress perfectly tailored, her makeup flawless, and her hair swept into an elegant chignon. Yet her presence felt invasive, like a storm cloud darkening a peaceful day. Annabelle was bad news. “What the fuck are you doing in my house?” I finally asked, my voice sharper than I had intended. “Annabelle?”“Hello, Claire.”“What the fuck are you doing in my house?” I finally asked, my voice sharper than I intended.Annabelle’s carefully constructed smile faltered for a fraction of a second before she smoothed it back into place. “Nice to meet you too.” “That is not an answer,” I glared at her.“Well, that’s not the warm welcome I was expecting,” she said lightly, as if my question had no weight. I crossed my arms, blocking her from stepping further inside.
CLAIREIt was a mistake agreeing to go out and have brunch with Anabelle. Not only has the stupid brunch ruined my mood, I think I might have fallen sick. I let out a frustrated groan as I stomped my way across the living room area, my heels clicking sharply against the floor. I was still fuming from my encounter with Annabelle, my mind replaying our conversation like a broken record.I couldn't believe her audacity, her sheer nerve. She thought she could just waltz into my life, insult me, and then try to seduce my husband? It was laughable.But what wasn't laughable was the way she made me feel—like I was back in that vulnerable place, where I was at her mercy. I hated that feeling, and I hated her for making me feel it again."Hey, what's wrong?" Asher's voice cut through my thoughts, and I turned to see him sitting on one of the couches, a look of concern etched on his face.I didn't want to talk to him about it; I didn't want to relive the whole ordeal. But I knew it was inevita
CLAIREI don't know how long I remained in bed. I only know that my legs felt crippled. It was almost as if I couldn't move. I was tired and exhausted but not in a way that felt draining, if that made any sense. In a good way. Asher's body warmth was doing a lot to keep me occupied. It was also doing a whole lot to contribute to my good mood. I cringed when I tried to move, and my brows furrowed when the back of my throat ached and felt a little bit dry. Come to think of it. My body was...“Goodness. You're burning up,” Asher's voice broke me out of my thoughts. I didn't know what to say. I wanted to assure them that I was okay.All I needed was a couple of pills and rest, and I would be as good as new, but even I was unsure of what to say to him. Something about my body felt completely and utterly off, and I couldn't exactly focus. My eyes fluttered closed as his hand trailed over the crook of my neck down to my bare body. I knew this wasn't an attempt to turn me on or anything but m
CLAIRE “Keep your eyes open, princess.” I could barely register the panic in Asher's voice as he tried to talk to me. I was drifting into unconsciousness. I have no idea if it was from the panic that was clouding my chest or if it was something else entirely. Maybe whatever sickness that I have caught, the effect was beginning to kick in. I was unsure. But I knew that the hospital was the last place that I wanted to be. I couldn't just tell Asher about it because I knew it would lead to him asking me questions. questions that I dreaded answering. I didn't want to be forced to lie to him either. I closed my eyes and relaxed my head against Asher's shoulder. His hand cuppedmine,e and the warmth of his touch was reassuring. It was all that I needed at that moment. All that I wanted. “Everything is going to be fine, princess. I promise, Asher whispered.“I wished I had stayed home with you yesterday. I shouldn't have left you. I should have stayed home to make sure that you were okay,”
CLAIREI felt light as I created distance between the hospital room. The relief that I felt when the doctor cleared me and confirmed that I was going to be okay was something that I couldn't exactly put into words. Asher held my hand as we walked towards the exit of the hospital. There was an unusual swing in my steps as we headed out of the hospital. “Looks like someone is happy to be out of here,” Asher teased, bringing my hand to his lips for a light kiss. “You don't even know half of it,” I said as I shot him a warm smile and pressed a kiss against his cheek. My stomach rumbled and I paused. My cheeks flushed red almost immediately. Asher grinned.“You don't know how relieved I am to hear this,” he smiled at me. “What are you in the mood for?”I paused because I couldn't exactly remember the last time that I had an appetite. It seemed like forever. “Blueberry pancakes? Muffins?” He suggested as we headed towards the car that was already parked and waiting for us. “A change wo
CLAIRE The warmth engulfed me as I entered the house. It was good to be back. The familiarity hit me, and the warmth hit my belly as soon as Asher walked in behind me. I closed my eyes and sighed. I was utterly exhausted but at the same time. I was relieved that I was out of the hospital. Somehow I was able to make it out of there without losing my mind. That had to count for something. I paused in shock as I spotted Annabelle and Regal at the start of the staircase. Asher paused behind me, taking the sight in as well. What I wasn't anticipating was my stepsister's presence. Not here, not now. I wanted to ask what she was doing here. But after eating at the cafe and making conversation with Asher. I was spent. The anticipation that I had was making my way up to bed and falling asleep. Not this. Never this. “Is it me, or do you just have a thing for showing up in places that you're not wanted?” Asher growled. He didn't bother hiding his irritation. “Claire. I was so worried about
CLAIRE I paused at the sight of everyone seated around the dining table. It was unusual to see everyone here. I took note of Liah's displeased expression, but then again, when was she ever happy to see me? I realized that there was a new face sitting next to hers. An older man who seemed to be bordering on middle age. My gaze lingered on his features, and I realized that they held a striking resemblance to Liah's. I paused, and my eyes widened slightly when I realized that he was Liah's father. I didn't exactly know what to make of his presence. This was the least place that I was expecting him to be. As if he could sense that he was being watched, he raised his head immediately, letting his gaze travel over to me. His eyes clouded with something that I couldn't entirely describe. His expression was neutral, but I noticed the way he watched me with interest. I watched as he leaned down to whisper something to Liah. I wished that I could catch what it was, but then again, it wasn't
CLAIRE “So when were you going to tell me that you dished out invitations without my permission?”Asher said casually as he took a sip of wine. I watched Liah pause for a moment as she turned towards him. They exchanged glances. I couldn't really read too much meaning into it. I was relieved that Asher was able to keep it together. He didn't act on the tension that lingered between him and Regal. And if things weren't according to plan, maybe an argument wouldn't commence. I was too quick to assume that I would be lucky. But it certainly wasn't wrong to hope that no drama would take place. “You didn't have a problem with me inviting people before?” Liah raised an eyebrow at him as she took time to chew on a piece of chicken tender. I noticed the subtle tilt of her chin. I noticed the way her gaze lingered on him a little longer than necessary. I noticed his sharp glare. “Stop diverting and answer my question,” he said. “I will, when you stop talking to me like a child,” she snappe
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