May’s POVI was wandering around the house now, thinking about what else Ellen would like to discuss with me. After she spoke to me in the drawing room, asking me the question, I had explained things but we had been interrupted by one of the domestic staff that her attention was needed.She had left me there telling me she still had a lot to talk to me about, and with that in mind, I just wasn’t in the mood for any party at all, not that I was in one before.I walked up the stairs, seeing only a few people around talking with smiles on their faces, and with glasses of white wine in their hands. It was common for people at a party to be holding one, but I was certainly going to stay clear of wine tone ght. The last thing I wanted after the episode with Ellen was getting drunk and misbehaving or say things that I wasn't supposed to say.Up until now, I hadn’t seen Asher, which was good, because I couldn’t face him now, not even when I had just talked about him with his mother.“May?” I
May’s POV I threw my head back, and the sound of my own laughter surprised me; a flowing release that reflected off the walls of Bradley's nicely decorated office. It felt strangely liberating, yet absurd, to laugh like this when I least expected it. I shouldn’t be doing this, because it might come across as rude, so I tried to simmer down and talk to him instead. "I'm sorry," I said, still chuckling as I wiped a stray tear from the corner of my eye. "It's just... what you said, it's funny, in a strange way." I wasn’t kidding at all, that was how what he said sounded to me, so strange I couldn’t even hold my laughter back the second time. Bradley's expression softened, a curious tilt to his head. "Why is it funny to you, May?" he asked me, squinting his eyes. Although, Bradley still looked serious, I felt like laughing again, but I pushed the urge down. "It's just that..." I paused, collecting my thoughts. "If what you said was true, and somehow I've made him soft, gotten throu
May’s POVThe chime of a glass being tapped with a silver spoon pulled me back to the present where I stood at the bar.Asher was about to speak, I realized when I saw he was the one that did that. He stood there with a very handsome but cold look on his face, and I just wanted to walk to him and wrap my hand around him.Damn, why was he this gorgeous? He was so handsome and he knew it, and he let it show to everyone he was aware of that fact.My heart skipped a beat as I watched him take the stage, his presence commanding attention. He had that effect on people, or maybe it was just on me, because I really couldn’t look away.But he did caught people’s attention, drawing them in with just a glance or a few words. If he were to smile at them, then it wouldn’t even matter what he was saying anymore, because he would have drawn them in.He started to thank the guests for their contributions and spoke of future endeavors. I couldn't help but admire him, even if our personal connection wa
May’s POVI went to the balcony trying to find the rescue I needed, and it wasn’t until I was there that I realized a young woman had followed me out.She was young, maybe in her early twenties, more like twenty one, and had blonde hair like I do, with a nice dress on a skinny body. She was tall, but I couldn’t really tell with her heels on.She was really pretty as well, but I didn’t recognize her at all. She must be a part of the family’s friend or something. I wasn’t sure. I waited for her to say something, because I didn’t even know why she had followed me out."Damn! That man is so hot! You're such a lucky girl," she teased me, "and I can tell he loves you so much.” She said.For a moment, I stared at her like she had lost her head. “What man are you talking about?” I asked her with a frown on my face, not sure what she was talking about.The young woman smiled with a shake of her head, then she asked. “Are you serious? How many guys do you have?” then she shook her head with a s
Asher’s POVIt was much later in the evening when I caught sight of May talking to my mother. She was smiling about something that I didn’t know of, but her smiling face took my breath away.Damn, she was so beautiful. I could stand here and stare at her all night long.Behind me, I heard Brent said something to my father about coming to see him later, but I was too fixated on May to hear anything really. I didn’t even care what that was about. It was a conversation between father and son.Brent had always been close to my father and they saw eye to eye on most things than he and I.The house was still thrumming with the energy of the party, but I felt detached from it all, my focus sharpened on the woman who still managed to stir something deep within me, only after I had successfully been a fool and let her leave anyway.If I wasn't such a dummy, I wouldn’t have not seen what was right there in my face. Speaking about seeing things, I focused back on May. I could see the determinati
Asher’s POVOkay, maybe we needed to put a stop to this line of talks, so I raised my hands up in surrender."Look, I... I'm sorry," I said, running a hand through my hair, feeling the weight of her stare as she looked at me. "I just... I needed to talk to you, away from all those people.” I said, hoping that would change things a little and we would stop barking at each other.But there was no such thing. “Needed to talk or needed to control the situation?" May's words were like ice, and they cut through me sharper than any knife could.I swallowed hard, trying to gather my thoughts. This was not how I had envisioned this night going, not in the slightest. But here we were, standing in the dim light of my bedroom, a place I had never thought would serve as our fighting space."Control? No, that's not what this is about, May," I said, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside me. "I just... we never really got to finish our conversation that day you came to the house. There's so much
Asher’s POVAs I stepped into my father's study that morning, the air felt heavier than usual, and I knew he was going to say something serious.When I woke up this morning to his message and he wanted me to come see him, I had thought of what this might be about, but then, seeing him right now, I knew that he was was going to talk about something serious than what I had thought.He would normally call me like this even when he wanted to say a few things, like how he wanted to go on a vacation away from Mom, backpacking through Europe, or go skiing or hiking and the likes, but this was different.This man was probably going to be the death of me. With the way he called me to talk these days, I might have an hypertension before I was even his age. This was certainly how he had called me those two years ago, and told me what was going to happen if I didn’t get married fast.“Hello Dad,” I started and he raised his head to look at me from behind his desk where he was reading the day’s ne
Asher's POVI met Alex Dunn at a quiet diner downtown, where they served the best grilled chicken and fries with coffee that was strong enough to peel paint, and I chose a booth that was shrouded in shadows. I didn’t want anyone recognizing me or anything, so this was a good spot for us to talk.He slid into the seat opposite me, his face unreadable as always. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking at all, and I felt like it was what made him excel at what he does."Alex, I need an address," I started without any preamble as soon as he was settled in front of me. At that, he raised an eyebrow, and I could tell he had a question for me. I leaned in, keeping my voice low, because I couldn’t tell who was who.If there were to be a reporter in the room, he would not only recognize me but know me as well, and then he would hear me as about my own wife’s address and would probably put things together to get the picture, even if it won’t be as accurate.That was the last thing he wanted."It's