Soulmates

Ashton's POV

' Don't Kill Him, Fucking Don't '

That was the chant that rang in my head as I walked behind Winter and Emelia. The Bastard had his arm wrapped around her, and the sight of it had my blood boiling. It was hard keeping a straight face when all I wanted was to tear his arm off her. And to think I had woken up in a Good mood this morning.

I was looking forward to coming to see my Woman, having her in my company. But I had received a call from a panicked Deric earlier. The Media was wild with the news of Winter's miraculous recovery, every TV channel was reporting about it. I remembered clenching onto the remote so hard that it had broken to pieces. It seemed to me at that moment that I was about to lose something I cherished greatly. I tried to call Emelia, but she wanted to pick up, which made me panic. I came to his Company without thinking twice about it.

Fuck, was this some kind of curse from the heavens? Just when I thought I had what I had desired to myself, her