Sera knew she wasn’t expected when she was born. Having spent most of her life with her adoptive parents, who couldn't care less if she survived, she was finally ready to escape with her boyfriend of three years on her 22nd birthday until her world came crashing down when she met Asher. Will she throw herself into utter chaos or choose the world she knows?
View MoreThe surprised look on Sera's face was well worth the walk down to her bedroom. He quickly could've sent someone else to drop off the laptop he had purchased her, and the credit card was now in her name and attached to his spending account. Her mouth dropped open like a gaping fish as she held the fabric scraps.It's very amusing indeed. "You know," Asher starts as Sera stands there. I much prefer white lingerie on my women." She tosses the underwear back in the box and crosses her arms, glaring at him. "Such violence, and to think I brought you a gift." Asher stated, motioning to the computer and envelope sitting next to him on the dresser. "What is that?" She asked, grabbing the box and walking into her closet, most likely trying to hide the rest of the clothing Jaime had sent her with. "It's your monthly allowance card, along with a laptop." He said, watching her walk out of the closet, her hips swaying deliciously.He could remember exactly how it felt to have h
Sera wanted to do nothing else but throw the damn fork in her hand at the back of his head as Asher left the room. Alpha-hole, indeed. Some big evil man who has to live his life that way, a man who was once again a completely different person than who she thought he was. Last night, she had caught a glimpse of the man she had met in the bar, but once again, he switched to a cold, calculating person who she didn't quite know how to read. She only seemed to know that he respected her when she pushed back against him just slightly, but she wasn't sure how far her reach could go with that method of living. She sat silently as she ate her berries, which had to be the freshest she had ever eaten. The bowl was filled with blueberries and blackberries, with her favorites being strawberries and raspberries. When she finished her bowl of berries, the sandwich and chips in front of her looked impossible. It looked terrific, with layers of meat and what seemed to be homema
Asher had slept like a damned baby. So much so that when Xavier came barreling into his room at nine-f*ucking-thirty in the morning, he barely flinched when the covers were yanked off him. "Come on man!" Xavier groaned as he unknowingly flashed himself. "Who sleeps naked anymore?" Asher groaned as Xavier threw open his curtains, the sunlight filling the room with overwhelming light. "A grown a*ss man, that's who," Asher muttered, flipping Xavier a finger. All he heard was a chuckle from his best friend. "Yeah, well, that grown a*ss man missed two meetings this morning already. Aaron is pissed, she didn't want to deal with pissy coworkers of yours calling about where her boss was when he was supposed to be in a room with them talking about new trading agreements." Asher groaned and pushed himself out of bed, walking toward his closet. "She should've just told them I was sick or something. Believe it or not, I'm not at the beck and call of every one of my fathers
Sera couldn't help her moans as Asher went down on her, creating delicious friction against her core. He had her spread across the edge of the bed with her thighs propped up under his arms as his thumb played with her core while his tongue slipped in and out of her. "Ash..." His name escaped her mouth in a silent plea; she sat up on her elbows, hair falling over her shoulders. She stared at him in a silent plea as he looked up from between her legs, and within a second, his mouth was once again on hers, pushing her back against the bed. Sera wrapped her legs around his waist and slid her arm in between them, grabbing ahold of his length as he thrust his hips, pumping himself in her hand. "Sera, I want to feel you." He grabbed Sera's hand and held it above her head, her chest heaving in anticipation. Slowly, he lowered further onto her, pushing against her entrance. Without a further word, he pushed fully inside of her, every glorious inch as painful as it was delic
Asher found himself watching Sera sleep. He knew if she woke up and saw him here, she would be freaked the f*uck out. Even though Asher knew he couldn't move from the corner chair, he had been sitting in for the last twenty minutes. She looked so small and fragile, but he knew while her body may be delicate, her mind was anything but. The night she had was traumatizing, but she handled it like a champ. She had her legs tucked tight against her and cradled her head in her hand, sleeping soundly. "What the hell have I gotten myself into..." he muttered. Asher Valentino, a notorious womanizer and cold-hearted man, brought a woman home and gave her this room. Nobody had caught his interest like this in a long time. She was the opposite of his typical type, soft when he preferred long and lean. He liked his women as model beauties, but she was naturally beautiful. She didn't need a full face of makeup to turn heads. Asher sighed; even with the contract written that moment, h
Sera couldn't help it; her jaw dropped wide open as she glanced around Asher. The gate opened, and he slowly drove up the cobbled driveway toward the massive white mansion. It was something you would read about in a novel. The home was beautiful, white, and cream, and everything was magical. From the pillars in the front of the house lit by lamps hanging ornately from the stone walls. Everything was so intricate yet simple simultaneously, and a warm light from within lit up every window. Asher lived in a damn castle. They pulled around up the circled drive, and a small fountain ran in the middle of the split staircase that traveled to the front door. She could stand outside for hours and still not see every detail carved into the building. "It's beautiful." She whispered as Asher got off the bike and held his hand to her. "That's what my grandfather thought." He said as she grabbed his hand and slid off the back of the bike, her thighs slightly numb from the rumb
She held his stare before she said, "Let's do it." Asher smirked and nodded. "However." As soon as the words left her lips, he groaned. He couldn't help but feel slightly impressed by her tenacity; it's precisely what he would have done. He would've made his terms and conditions before agreeing wholeheartedly to anything. "Alright then," Asher smirked, leaning further into her; his weight made her thighs spread further around him until he was kneeling ideally in between her legs. Her face lit up with a pink blush, and the gasp that left her lips had Ashers' body on edge. He could imagine it now. Sera on her back underneath him, making those slight gasps as he worshiped her body, as he braced himself in between her legs and- "Nothing gets complicated; once the contract is over, that's it, we both go on our way." Her words jolted him out of his not-so-innocent thoughts; she tilted her chin up defiantly. "I also have the right to call it off if I believe it's going too far." As
Sera rolled over on the plush bed, and the clock on the nightstand lit up at 12:47. She had only been asleep for a while. Usually, she doesn't wake up like this. Bang, Bang. The noise on her hotel door damn near made her jump out of her skin. Her breathing picked up slightly, and she slid off the bed and tiptoed to the door. What if it was Scott? She didn't want to deal with him tonight. Worse, what if her family demanded that she return home to keep their free maid service? She peeked out the peephole and saw a familiar dark-headed man. "Damni*t..." She groaned. Reaching for the handle that she now realized she hadn't locked, she swung the door open. "What on God's green earth are you doing here?" She said, throwing a hand to her hip and tilting her head. Asher leaned against the door frame and got a hair's breadth from her face. "Aren't you going to ask how I found you?" He gave a devious smile as he boldly looked down at her borderline nude body; she quick
Asher sat at his desk, filtering through important papers, but he wasn't reading anything. He couldn't help but think about what his driver, Rich, had told him. She couldn't help but think about Seraphina in a strange hotel room, dealing with the information about her treacherous boyfriend alone. "Fuuuuuuuu*ck." He sighed, leaning back in his chair and putting his hands on his head. This was his father's old office when he used to live in the manor. It still had the old cigar smell stuck in the mahogany desk. The bookshelf was covered in random books that his father never let him look at as a child, and paintings of his grandfathers covered the dark walls. It was like a damn tome in this god-forsaken room; the only light was coming from the old but luxurious lamp and the fireplace in the corner. Asher stood up, walked toward the fireplace, grabbed his glass container filled with whiskey, and poured himself a glass, watching the flames flickering. He not so gracefully flopped himse
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