All Chapters of Only You: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Grace's Pov The last week has been nothing but a bliss for me. Ashton did not miss a single moment to prove his love for me and to shower kisses whenever he saw the moment. The days I worked from his office were extremely delightful as everytime after working hours, we would go out to eat and then hit my favorite spot near a secluded lake. We would spend our time star gazing and then suddenly the air would get hot and make us end up in crazy sensual, most bombastic makeout sessions that I have fallen in love with. His kisses are something else. The feel of his lips, the way he takes control, almost makes me want to lose myself in him completely. We have kissed in places that I never imagined I would have in the first place. Having full blown make out sessions in the car and his office was nothing compared to the ones where he would sneak into the ladies bathroom and surprise me to have some fun. Not only this but once we got so lost in making out in the coffee machine room that he for

Ashton's povMy heart leapt out of my chest when I heard the words on the call. Grace is in the hospital, we were mugged. They hit her with their gun. Macy had called me immediately after telling me that Adrian was already on his way. I literally raced against time, breaking all speeding rules to get to her as soon as I could, all the while praying nothing happened to her. My pulse quickened, sending a frantic rhythm through my veins as I clutched the steering wheel with white-knuckled determination. The tires of my car squealed in protest as I accelerated, the engine's roar mirroring the turmoil inside me. My knitted brows were a testament to the fear and urgency that gripped me.The world outside my car window became a whirlwind of blurred neon lights and indistinct shapes, each passing streetlamp casting fleeting, eerie shadows across my face. This was not how the night was supposed to end. They were supposed to enjoy it cozed up in their pillow fort ending it with a movie. She

Ashton's Pov My face contorted with fury as I remembered watching the security footage, my fists clenched in white-knuckled rage. The screen displayed the horrifying moment when the muggers attacked Grace. Determination had burned in my eyes as I made my men trace the motorbike's number plate, my mind calculating the best way to make them pay for their act. And right after two days, I was successful in finding those bastards alive. "They are in there Boss," I gave a single nod to my secretary, Luke, someone who I always ring up for these grave matters. With swift, purposeful steps, I made my way to the hidden torture room I had prepared for my special guests. The air was thick with tension as I entered, the dim light casting eerie shadows on the walls. My footsteps echoed in the cold, metallic space, amplifying the gravity of my intent. The two bastards were bound to chairs, their eyes wide with fear as they realized the tables had turned. My voice was low and dangerous as I appr

Author’s Pov In the soft morning light, Ashton Knight stood before the mirror, his fingers fumbling with the silk tie that would soon rest beneath his crisp collar. The room was filled with a quiet buzz, the scent of cologne lingering in the air as he prepared himself for the most significant day of his life. His reflection stared back, eyes reflecting a mixture of nervous anticipation and boundless excitement.The weight of the moment settled on his shoulders, a beautiful blend of anxiety and joy. Butterflies fluttered in his stomach, their delicate wings a testament to the magnitude of the occasion. Each precise movement as he buttoned his white suit jacket and adjusted his cufflinks, a silent vow to be the best version of himself for Grace.As he ran a hand through his hair, Ashton couldn't help but smile, the corners of his lips curving upward in sheer happiness. Today, he would make a promise that would echo through a lifetime, a commitment to love, cherish, and protect. The tho

Five years had flown by, and their once-tiny bundle of joy, Noah, was now a spirited four-year-old with a heart as big as his imagination. It was a sunny morning, and the aroma of excitement filled the air in the spacious kitchen of their luxurious mansion. Today was a special day—it was Grace's birthday, and both Ashton and Noah were determined to make it unforgettable.Ashton, donned an apron with as much determination as he approached his business deals. Beside him, Noah stood on a chair, his eyes wide with anticipation, wearing a miniature apron that read "Little Chef.""Alright, buddy, today we're baking the most amazing cake for Mama," Ashton declared, surveying the array of ingredients spread across the kitchen counter. Flour dusted the air as he attempted to pour it into a mixing bowl, but a gust of wind, courtesy of Noah's enthusiastic clapping, sent the flour swirling in all directions."Yesh Dad! We got this!" Noah grinned, his laughter filling the room.With Ashton's guidan