May’s POVThe silence in the elevator was thick, pressing against me as I reached into my bag and fished out my phone. I haven’t even seen that item for the whole of the morning I was at my desk for.I had set it to silent last night, not wanting to be disturbed while Gary and I worked, and somehow, I had forgotten about it, or I would have changed it back to normal.As I flicked the screen to life now, I saw the missed calls and unread texts pile up, all from Asher. He had been trying to reach me, and I hadn’t even known about it. I quickly shot him a text: "So sorry, got held up. Leaving now. Be there ASAP."Damn it, I thought, my heart sinking. I had kept him waiting without even meaning to. Asher wasn't the kind of person to wait around, and I knew this could seem like I was paying him back in his own coin. I mean, it wasn’t a big deal if I was to think about all the times he had ignored my texts and avoided my calls, but I wasn’t doing that.“Damn!” I whispered. I was really late
May’s POVThe loud banging jolted me from a restless sleep I didn’t even realized I was in, my body protesting. Damn, it was aching from the cold, hard floor I had collapsed on hours before.How in the world had I ended up sleeping on the floor right here at the door when I had only remembered crying as if my life depended on the tears that were coming?My back ached with a dull, persistent throb, and a groan slipped through my lips as I struggled to stand. Damn, not even that was easy.I heard the banging against my door again and I furrowed my brows in confusion. At the rate whoever it was was banging against the door, one would think I was owing them a shitload of money. Except, I don’t have debtors. I hated being in debts, and so far, I had avoided it.If it wasn’t my stepfather’s debtors tracking me down here, then I had nothing to worry about."Okay, okay, I'm coming! Don't break down the door!" I shouted, my voice laced with annoyance and fatigue. It was only after the words ha
Asher’s POV“I saw you, Asher. With her. Chanel. Don’t pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about.” She told me and all I could do was widened my eyes.I was shocked, taken aback by May's accusation, only it wasn’t just an accusation though, she was right, but not entirely.Her words hit me like a physical blow, and for a moment, I was speechless. The image of Chanel's unexpected advance flashed through my mind, and I knew I had to make May understand.I had to explain things to her, let her see that I wasn’t lying about this, that nothing would make me go to Chanel when I could have her."May, you don't get it," I began with my voice laced with the urgency I was feeling, trying to bridge the gap her words had created. "Chanel kissed me, but I pulled away. I asked her why she did that… right there in the café. If you had stayed, you would have seen the whole thing." I said.May's eyes were hard, her arms crossed as if to shield herself from more lies. "Of course, that's your versio
May’s POVThe phone at my desk rang, piercing the quiet buzz of the office. I was working on something Gary asked me to work on, so why was he calling me?I glanced at the receiver to see that it wasn’t a call from his office. Sighing, I reached over to grab the receiver with one hand and tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear without the other as I answered with a practiced greeting. "May Campbell, how can I assist you?" I asked.There was a silence at the other side and I wondered if I had missed the call, then I heard the person spoke."Hi, this is Jenny from reception. There's a package here for you. Would you like to come down and get it, or should I send it up?" she said, asking.What package? Who could have sent a package to me? I wasn’t expecting anything anyway. I was sure the security downstairs would have made sure it was safe, so I didn’t have to higher about that. It wasn’t as if I had an enemy to worry about though.Sighing again, I glanced at the stack of papers o
May’s POV“Tell me why you don’t want to go for the auction in Love Castle, May,” Emily said, following me into the café and joining the queue. We were at a different café downtown, but close to my house, because we were going jogging.Honest to God, I wasn’t interested to go jogging, but Emily had dragged me into it, and I just couldn’t say no when she had arrived at my house so early this morning.It was a cold morning, and all I could think about was getting a hot cup of coffee into my system, not talking about some auction she wantedto talk about. She had been bugging about it since I told her about it.My mistake, though.Don’t get me wrong; it was for a good cause, but it was also not a must I attended. The fact that Ellen had said we would be auction off for a date amused me though, a date with whoever won my hand at the bid or auction or whatever it was called.I didn’t even understand why Ellen had invited me when I was not even part of her family anymore, at least, not techn
May’s POVOh that’s right! I just remembered I needed to get some groceries, but I was going to have to do that later this evening, and mentally, I calculated what I had left. My savings were draining fast. Really fast.The amount to be paid if I went for the auction was really going to hold the fort a whole lot, but I just wasn’t comfortable with the invite, and with the fact that Asher would be there. I mean, why in the whole did they invite me to be one of the people auctioned off at that event?Was Ellen trying to pity me by adding me to the people that would be auctioned off, and paying me? That and so many questions were on my mind.Who knew what creep or arrogant bastard would win my hand at dinner, and what else they might ask of me, even though the letter she sent clearly stated that all we needed to do was eat with them.“I know you’re still thinking about that, but don’t you think you’re overthinking this?” Emily asked, being the usual pain in the neck she usually was. “I a
Asher’s POV“Damn, I think you’re in for a surprise.” Brent said as he sat across from me after we both had lunch and I was back to my office.I frowned slightly as I looked up at him from my computer. If I didn’t know him any better, I would have thought he was teasing me, with that stupid smirk he had at the corner of his lips, but he was serious about something, something he was staring down at.“What is it?” I asked and he waved the screen of his phone at me as if I should be able to see it and tell what he was talking about.I gave him a look and then he shook his head. “Oh, right. What I’m talking about. I just saw the guest list for your mother’s auction, and you’re in for a surprise.” He said.“What surprise, that’s what I’m asking you.” I said as I looked back at the screen of my computer. Whatever he was saying, it wasn’t making any sense.I grabbed the jug that had some water from the tray my secretary had placed there, and then I poured myself some water, then I started to
Asher’s POVTaking a deep breath to steady my nerves, I dialed my mother's number, staring down at the screen of my phone to see when my mother picked it up.The phone rang briefly before she answered, her tone light and carefree. I pressed the phone to my ear, and then I cleared my throat, so that my voice won’t come out croaky."Hey, Mom," I started, trying to mask the tension in my voice. "Brent just told me something about the auction... that May is on the guest list and she's being auctioned off for a date. That's not true, is it?"I just wanted her to say that we had got things wrong, that that wasn’t the case. I wanted her to laugh at my question and tell me that I was saying nonsense, but she didn’t.There was a brief silence on the line, and then my mother's voice came through, confirming what I dreaded to hear. "Oh, yes, it's true. May called a little while ago to confirm her attendance, so I've added her name to the list. Isn't that wonderful?"“Isn’t that wonderful?” Reall