Daisy POV It's been three days since Thomas' death and the memory of how he had died keeps flooding my mind, haunting me on every breath I take as if I don't deserve to breathe. Thomas died because of me, and my inner mind can't stop reminding me that: Asher is a monster. He's a murderer. Each time I remember how Asher had killed him with no emotion in his eyes, I always cried my eyes out until it was sore. The only time I had to smile in this house was when my children were with me, but every second of my time alone I always felt my heart leaving me. There's still this tiny part of me that can't hate Asher. A part of me that I despise so much that I want to rip it apart and kill it out in disgust. I tried to focus on work as I typed away on my laptop, focusing on the document my boss from Stannic Cooperation gave me to work on over the weekend. After that day when a stranger came to drop me at home, I didn't go to work and surprisingly, my boss never complained. In fact, he

Daisy POV After Asher left the mansion angrily that night I hadn't set eyes on him for the last three days, making everywhere exceptionally different. No matter how big this mansion is I always feel his presence occupying everywhere, but now it's barren. If not for the presence of my children, I would have died of loneliness. Even with the fact that he hates people coming into his space, without permission I always go to his room and the library to check on him, but he was never there. Even when I tried not to worry about him, I couldn't help myself from looking for him. “Mommy.” “Mommy.” “Mommy.” “Mommy.” My four babies ran to my room each having a bag with them, excitement dancing in their eyes and I wonder what they have to tell me now. They're the ones keeping me from worrying too much about my ill fated relationship with Asher. “Mrs. Janet got me a beautiful toy.” Janice ran to me, pushing the bag she was holding to my face, so I could view what was inside. “Wow, it's

Asher POV Daisy is in danger. I read the text message on my phone, which also included a picture of her that Zack had sent. Anger rushed through me as I watched the picture, my fist tightening around the phone ready to destroy whosoever has the mind to do this to her. She was unconscious, tied to a chair and her clothes were torn barely covering most of her body. Her face and lips were bruised with a red imprint of fingers from a slap running through her face. I clutched tight onto my phone, my claws spurt out drawing blood staining the phone I was holding and some dropping to the floor. “We don't care who's this, but we find your number on this bitch phone. This is just to inform you that we're going to sleep with her and share her pussy in turns, and after that….” I smashed the phone on the floor, unable to control my one anger anymore, and I hated myself for letting her go alone. I regret treating her that way on her birthday, immediately she left. It didn't take long before

Daisy POV I heard peeping coming out from a corner, the sound matching up with the faint banging on my head. “Someone, please turn it off,” I muttered, cupping my head with my hands. “She's awake.” I heard sniffing beside me. What's going on? There's no way someone will cry because of me. My eyes snapped open, and I saw a woman in a white jacket running out. I tried to move, but a sharp pain in my lower abdomen held me back. “Easy.” The doctor came in alongside the nurse who just ran out, and she helped me to lay back on my bed. “Don't force yourself, you sustain some internal injuries, and they'll take time to heal.” I relaxed back, my eyes scanning the white walls of the hospital, and the memories of what happened flashed back to my head. My birthday, the stranger who picked me up, Stella, Kyle, the gunshot, and Asher… I searched around me in fear, hoping that nothing bad had happened to him. The strange nightmares I had are back, I thought they were gone forever after I did

Daisy POV As if Asher went into extinction, I didn't see him come to the hospital again until I was discharged, but he made sure to send Zack to come check on me. Now it has been weeks since I last saw Asher. He has been distancing himself away from me, but what exactly was I expecting from someone like him? That's just who Asher is, going back to the way he usually is just after we made a little breakthrough. I hated everything that happened, maybe it was because of the way he left and never showed up again. Even at home, he was nowhere to be found. I had healed from the injury and had been discharged from the hospital. So today being Monday I was ready for work, dressed in black and white office wear. I took a taxi to Stannic Corporation. Since Robert is in jail, I don't have a problem working there anymore. “CEO's Office,” read the sign on the door. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what awaited me inside. I'd been away from the office for a long time, and although my