All Chapters of Ashley's Revenge : Chapter 61 - Chapter 68

True to his words, Ashley barely got any sleep. DJ had woken her up in the middle of the night so they could move to his bedroom where he took her to intense pleasurable heights. Not once, but over and over again until they were both drained and spent.She fell asleep right after. By morning, she was pleasantly exhausted and was sleeping like a baby. A deep peaceful slumber that she hadn't noticed when DJ slipped out for his routine morning run.A distant ringing infiltrated her euphoric dream. The sound grew louder and closer with each passing moment, before Ashley realized it wasn't her dream but reality.She stirred, fluttering her eyes, blinking lazily and tiredly, the weight of sleep heavy in her eyes. She didn't want to wake up yet, but the ringing was not relenting.Who would ring so early in the morning?She groaned, irritated at the persistent disturbance. She exhaled, flipped her eyelid open and sleepily looked around her. This wasn't her room. Every corner of the room had

Ashley and Pamela exchanged looks. Fear filled their gaze. Had DJ heard them? Why did he call them out that way? “Who would pay?” DJ asked, walking into the kitchen to join them. He was still panting slightly from his run. Ashley's and Pamela’s hearts raced as they passed each other fearful looks. They were so engrossed in their fear of being caught that they missed the tease in DJ's voice. “Um…” Ashley fumbled. “If I had known you would come here to bother my fiance with work problems, I would have never told she was with me, Pam.” DJ said, walking to the freezer helped himself to a bottle of cold water. He paused, clinging onto the fridge handle, noticing the tension reeling from both women. “Is everything alright?” His eyes scanned them. “No. We were just talking about work. There are a couple of pending payments to be made.” Ashley explained. “Yes. I'll get the invoice for you to sign.” Pamela said, moving away to get her bag. “See what I mean? You don't give her any break

TWO WEEKS AFTER THE EXHIBITION Ashley poked her head through the door to Pamela's office. Her brows knitted as she stepped inside. “Why are you doing that?” Ashley asked Pamela who was standing by the workstation in her office, head bent and intently focused on the mass of material, sweat beads sat over her forehead and temples as she worked on a delicate fabric of beads. It has been two weeks since the success of their fashion exhibition and they have been swamped with orders on the newly launched line. It was more work than ever, more success than ever and more money than ever. The fame of their brand had spread quickly all over London and everyone in the world of clothing and designing wanted to be associated with Ashley and ‘The Knox fashion world’. Pamela snatched her handkerchief from her pant pocket and swiped it unethically over her face. She raised her head to look at Ashley. “They've got their hands full at the atelier. Mrs Maxwell brought in a late request but she's o

Ashley was very supportive to Bruce. At least it seemed that way and Bruce bought every bit of her act. She helped him. From offering advice to ensuring the right location for the event was picked, down to decorations, she helped him.“I can't thank you enough, Ashley. You've been more than a big help to me.” Bruce said in a soft low tone, his gratitude, deeply ingrained in his voice.“It pains me that you won't be attending the exhibition after all the effort you've put into it.” He added.She smiled with regret. “Me too.” She murmured and her eyes gleamed with subtle mischief. Because deep down, she wasn't sorry. It was just how it was meant to be. She'd be away on the day his feet would slowly begin sinking down, deep into the mud pool she had prepared for him. Her alibi was too convincing. No one would suspect her.And on the D day, like every fashion show, low background music, dimmed lights, and a runway stage, the models filed out, clad in the new designs intending to wow the