All Chapters of Dear CEO, all I want is revenge : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

NICHOLE stood on the threshold of Ashley apartment. She rang the doorbell and waited for Ashley to open it. When Ashley didn't answer it, Nichole remembered that she didn't see Ashley's car in the parking lot, so she assumed she had gone to the grocery store. Nichole simply dipped her hands into her bag and removed a bunch of keys. The three friends all had keys to each other's apartments incase of any emergency. She inserted the key in the doorknob, it clicked and she opened the door stepping into near darkness. The apartment was dark, the only light streaming through the cracked blinds from the neon sign outside. Nichole shifted uncomfortably, her gaze darting around the room as she took in the familiar mess. She could almost smell her perfume lingering in the air, the scent teasing her with memories of happier times.The curtains were still down, so again Nichole assumed Ashley must have been in a hurry to go to the grocery store that she's didn't bother to draw up the curtains. N

Everyone was preoccupied with thoughts of Aiden guilt that they all forgot Thomas, Ashley's ex boyfriend, the same man that had threatened to do something terribly bad to Ashley.It wasn't until Nichole stumbled on an email in Ashley's computer which she had sent to Thomas requesting they meet in an abandoned warehouse, the same night she went missing.Thomas stretched and yawned, taking in the luxurious surroundings of his bedroom. The sun streamed in through the massive windows, casting a warm glow across the silk sheets and the ornate, carved woodwork of the four-poster bed. He stretched again, feeling the late-to-bed, late-to-rise mentality settle into his bones. It was a good thing he didn't have to work much these days, now that he was married to a billionaire's daughter.He glanced over at Maris' side of the bed, but she wasn't there. He knew where she'd be, though. In the indoor gym of the mansion, working out the muscles of her injured arm where her sister had shot her on th

ASHLEY had no idea where she was.The only light in the room came from a single dim bulb dangling from the ceiling, casting long, twisted shadows across the floor and walls. Ashley lay curled up on a hard, dusty floor, her once-luxurious clothes now torn and dirty. She'd been here for what felt like an eternity, trapped in this tiny cell with no way out. The walls were made of cold, unforgiving stone, and the only window was barred shut, high up near the ceiling. Even if she could reach it, there was no way she could climb through the steel bars. Time dragged on, each hour feeling like an eternity. The air in the room grew stale and musty, carrying with it the faint smell of mold and disuse. Ashley's stomach growled, reminding her that she hadn't eaten in hours. She tried to think of what she could do to pass the time, but all she could focus on was the growing ache in her bladder.She had gone several hours without using the makeshift toilet, and the pressure in her lower abdomen wa

THE pain, the torture, the torment. Haven't they done enough?Ashley awoke with a start, her body throbbing from the pain and bruises she'd sustained. The memory of the past few hours came flooding back to her: the three men who had kidnapped her, the relentless beating they had given her, and the horrific things they had done to her. She winced as the feel of their rough hands and the sound of their threats filled her senses once more.Her breath hitched as she tried to move, her limbs feeling heavy and numb. She was lying on her side, her arms bound tightly behind her back and her ankles secured in a similar fashion. Her wrists and ankles hurt where the ropes had dug into her skin, leaving raw welts.Ashley strained against her bonds, trying to free herself. The rope bit into her skin, but it was no use; she was trapped. She let out a shaky breath and began to cry, the tears streaming down her face as she huddled on the ground.The air was thick with the stench of mildew and sweat,

"YOU look beautiful." "Aiden." His mere presence at the door to her hospital ward lit up her world. Aiden was the only person who told her she looked beautiful even when her body was almost covered with bandage. "I feel terrible." "You shouldn't." He stepped in and dropped a bouquet of flowers by the cupboard, and walked to the bed where she laid. He pressed a kiss on her lips. Their lips met in a tender, passionate kiss that lingered for what felt like an eternity. Aiden's hands gently massaged her shoulders, trying to ease the tension he could feel there. She responded by wrapping her arms around his neck, her fingers tangling in his hair. Their kiss deepened, becoming more urgent, more desperate. "Still as sweet as ever." He placed his nose at her neck and sniffed in her scent. "You smell heavenly." "Just came out of the shower. I changed the product I use for my scented bath. You like my new scent." He muzzled at her neck taking in as much goodness as he could "I love it.