Semua Bab Dear CEO, all I want is revenge : Bab 31 - Bab 40

"Nichole, I need three ways to ruin a wedding." Ashley told Nichole as she opened the door of her apartment for her to come in. Nichole stopped abruptly and answered. "Kill the bride." Ashley gave her a 'are you crazy look?' Well, she already knew Nichole was crazy. "No." Nichole stepped into Ashley apartment, creating space for Ashley to lock the door behind her. She folded her arms around her chest, then suggested immediately. "Kill the groom then." Ashley was visibly frustrated. She placed a hand on her forehead and shook her head slowly. When she had regained herself, she placed her both hands on Nichole shoulders. "We don't have a license to kill." Nichole shrugged. "Then we kill without one." Ashley said nothing, she just sighed. "We could kill the bride's father." Nichole spread her hands while making the suggestion. Ashley hated times like these, when Nichole was acting intentionally dumb. "Nichole, I just started enjoying my life, I'm not ready to go to jail."

The wedding party was the kind you only saw in the movies, read in the novels and imagined in Dreamland. A fairytale themed wedding party, which was Ashley's dream wedding but Thomas was living the dream with another woman. But you can trust Ashley, if the wedding is spectacular, then she had a more spectacular way of ruining it. The reception hall, a converted warehouse on the outskirts of the city, glittered with a million tiny lights, reflecting off the crystal chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling. The floor was covered in a deep, luxurious carpet, the pattern woven with gold thread so fine it seemed to glow in the soft, candlelit atmosphere. Long tables, adorned with fresh flowers in shades of pink and white, were laden with an impressive spread of gourmet cuisine, each dish artfully presented and carefully selected by the bride herself. The guests, dressed in their finest attire, mingled among the tables, sipping champagne and nibbling on canapés. There was a sense of exc

Ashley stumbled into her room, exhausted from the wedding. The smell of roses and vanilla overwhelmed her senses as she closed the door behind her. Her pale blue dress was crumpled and dirty from the day's events. She let out a sigh, her eyes half-closed as she trudged across the plush carpet to her bed. As she reached it, she stopped dead in her tracks. Aiden McCurdy, a man of such indescribable handsomeness that he could have been sculpted by the very gods themselves, lay naked on the bed, waiting for her. His body, a masterpiece of masculinity, glistened in the soft, golden light streaming through the curtains, as if he were a marble statue that had been dipped in honey. His chest, broad and powerful, rose and fell gently with each breath, drawing the eye to the V of hair that led southward, disappearing beneath the sheets. His legs, strong and muscular, were stretched out before him, inviting and irresistible. It was as if he were a work of art, every inch of him carefully crafte

"LET me show you how it's done." Aiden placed his strong fingers on Ashley's thigh and spread them apart. She wore nothing but a bikini. He slowly traced an invisible line from her thigh up to her hip, the feel of her bare skin against his hands was mesmerizing. He stood behind her, he moved closer until his front was pressed against her back. He lifted one of her hands and placed it on her waist, while the other hand held the lotion. Every touch...movement...was torment but Ashley couldn't respond because they were in a room filled with photographers, makeup artists and editorial teams. He turned her head slightly to the left, and whispered. "Good girl.""Perfect." The photographer shouted. Aiden whispered against her ear. "Stay still " Slowly he redrew his hands from her body and stepped aside. Cameras clicked and lights flashed at the world-class model who posed for the spotlight.When the session was over, the crew all gathered behind the camera and their systems selecting the be

Suddenly, as if guided by some unseen force, Ashley's gaze fell upon a weathered sign that read 'Corner Café' in peeling letters. Her heart leaped with joy as a rush of memories flooded her mind, the scent of sizzling bacon and freshly brewed coffee filling her senses. She parked her car hastily, a thrill of excitement coursing through her veins as she stepped out onto the crowded sidewalk. The café stood before her, its exterior unchanged from the days of her youth. The familiar aroma of freshly baked pastries and rich, aromatic coffee wafted through the air, beckoning her inside with a siren's call. As she pushed open the door, the sound of laughter and clinking dishes engulfed her, transporting her back to a time when the world was full of endless possibilities. She hadn't been in here since after her college graduation. The local restaurant haven't changed a bit, everything still looked pretty much the same. She ordered her favorite meal on the menu. Lamb sauce and noodles.