All Chapters of Once Rejected, Now Desired : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

ASHER Never. Not in a million years had I thought I would ever find myself weeping at the feet of a woman, but if Sophia was going to be soft enough to tell me the truth, I was going to have to play all my cards right. I held on to her right leg and pressed my forehead on to her toes. "Please, Sophia. I need you to tell me why you would do it. Why would you decide to hurt a man that did nothing to you? If you hated me so much, if you wanted to cause me this much pain, you should have just killed me instead." "Asher," The words came out as a breathless whisper. I blinked twice while my ears stood at alert. Slowly, I raised my head up as my eyes searched for her face. Tears and pain, both were engraved into her golden brown eyes. She sniffed in her tears and looked away from me. I noticed how her tongue caressed her teeth as she shook her head. "I didn't do anything, Asher. I didn't kill the king." Denial? Lies? Was that the game she intended to play? 'She would never lie to u

ASHER "I...Ivan?" Both my ears stood at alert once I heard her voice. I pressed my hands against the top of my desk and rose to my feet. Adeline also seemed pressed, even shocked that the person she had been speaking about was right behind us, but she did almost nothing to show it. "Someone's there." She breathed, and I responded with a curt nod. "Guess we better hope no one was eavesdropping, right?" It was my turn to speak as I started to walk to the door. Adeline let out a careless scoff as she turned around to look at me. "You know I don't care less, Asher." I tilted my neck just a little to stare at her as I nodded my head. Yes, I was fully aware of that, and it was a problem. It was hard to tell if she was lying or saying the truth because she had nothing to lose and absolutely nothing to gain. I pushed the door open completely and stepped outside to see Ivan looking down at...Sophia? My brows furrowed in a scowl as I looked down at her. Wasn't she supposed to be in be

AUTHOR Reed Borne - as he liked to call himself - the only legitimate son of Hera Borne, older sister to the late king Gunter Morris, and the son of a drug addict, a failure for a father. He reclined into the sofa as he stared out of his room balcony. Another puff of smoke escaped his nostrils and he smiled to himself. Reed never liked to think, but it was all he found himself doing lately. Thinking about the past, the present and the future while knowing that only the past and the present were defined. However, he knew the future he wanted. His smile dissolved into a mischievous grin. He had goosebumps, "thought-gasms" while thinking about it all the time. He could imagine a future where Asher Morris was as miserable as he was, where Asher Morris didn't have the love of family. It was the one thing his father, Gunter Morris, deprived him of. It was also the reason he could not forgive the man even in his death - which he, Reed, was totally responsible for by the way. He dropped

SOPHIA ~ Water, drops of water from the roof of a dark room. First it was one, then it became two, and suddenly the roof fell to the ground and crashed. I screamed and threw my arms around my body, but when I opened my eyes, I was unharmed…I looked ahead only to find a wrecked car in front of me. If I didn't know better, I would have thought it stumbled and fell from the bridge. The drops of water had turned to a heavy downpour, and I wrapped my arms around myself to protect myself from the cold. "Hello?" I tried to call out. I could hear soft groans. The closer I got to the damaged car, the louder the groans became. I turned to look around. There was no one here besides us. "Are you alright, sir?" I asked from a distance. I had not been able to see the face of the speaker, but I knew for a fact that it was a male. "Should I call some help for…" There and then, my heart ceased to beat. The world around me came to a standstill once I set my eyes on him.Tears welled up in my e

SOPHIA "Who…who are you?" I blinked. Once, twice, thrice, repeatedly. I continued to stare at him, waiting for him to burst into laughter after mocking me. I waited for him to tease me about how easy it was to scare me like that, but he didn't. The confusion still remained, and it intensified with every passing second. Soon, he looked away from me and fixed his eyes on his mother. "What's going on, mum? Who is she, and why is she looking at me like that?" I coughed, and with the cough came a fresh stream of tears. The boys stepped away from him and returned to stand by my side.Queen Claire didn't speak. She looked down at her son with a strange look of pity in her eyes. "What's going on?" I could feel myself start to choke on my tears. I turned to look at Gaston, and found him dabbing his eyes with the back of the palm. "Why is he acting like he doesn't remember me? Gaston?" He didn't speak. I turned to look at Asher's mother. "Why isn't anyone saying anything?!" "Your high