"Face ID recognized her in Seoul. She has dyed her hair to blonde, but it's definitely her," Vince tells me. "She has met up with the South Korean Cartel and is rumored to have a meeting with them tonight. The contacts that we have there are going to be keeping tabs for us until we can figure out what to do."
"I'm glad to have you back brother," I say, relieved that there's actually being progress made. For once she isn't a step ahead. I pat my brother on the shoulder before I look at the screen that shows security footage of her. "Is this live or recorded?"
"Live. Our contacts were able to hack quite a few cameras in the back streets," Vince tells me as he types away at another computer. "They think today may be the day she meets with the Cartel."
"Keep me updated," I tell him. "I need to check on Jenna. Mom said Jenna is being stubborn again."
"What a brat," Vince rolls his eyes at o
Ashlynn's POV: "You have to change before dinner!" Kylie grins as she grabs my hand and drags me to my room. "I can't believe you have another date with the boss! That's insane!" "It really is," I giggle. "I mean, I'm quite average." "You mean quite beautiful, amazing, smart, confident-" "Okay no more compliments, I don't know how to take them," I say with flushed cheeks. "But we are just getting ice cream, so nothing fancy." "Skirt is a definite yes," Kylie says as we approach my room. "I'm thinking we could pair it with a crop top maybe?" "I don't think I own a crop top," I admit thinking of all the clothes I bought. "I'm more of a baggy t-shirt girl." "I'll find something," she replies and I grin at her determination. She's really gotten comfortable and I can tell she's gaining confidence. "So," I say in a teasing tone, "how's Elliott?" Her cheeks flush
"Thank you Regan," I smile at Gage's aunt as we exit the small shop. "Bye Ashlynn, it was great meeting you," she returns a small smile. "I hope to see you again." "I'll definitely be coming back here," I say and she lets out a chuckle while she waves. Gage says goodbye to his aunt before he opens the door and lets me out first. We begin to walk back to the car when I hear Gage's phone ring. He gives me an apologetic look before he pulls out his phone and answers it. Gage doesn't speak at the start of the call, he's just listening to what the other person is saying. He looks pissed and next thing I know is I'm being shoved to the ground and Gage is laying on top of me. A loud bang goes off and my eyes widen when I realize what the sound was. "Be still, don't freak out," Gage says as another bullet is fired. My eyes begin to water and I start to panic. Not because of the situation fully, but because it's giving me flashbacks to
"You didn't have to do that Ashlynn," Jill says when breakfast starts. I just told her that I started the laundry for her. "What were you doing up so early anyway?" "Just couldn't sleep," I shrug and grab my fork. "It's also no big deal. It feels nice to help others." "I'll figure out some way to repay you for starting my work today," Jill says and I just grin. She's always been so nice. Breakfast is filled with some small talk. Kylie and Jill keep asking about my night last night. I tell them pretty much everything except about the shooting incident. One, they both would freak and two, I don't know if Gage wants me to talk about it. Well at least right now anyway. Gage showed up late to breakfast and looks exhausted. Maybe he didn't sleep much either. He did say he'd figure out everything and tell me this morning. "I'll see you at lunch," I say as I wave goodbye to Jill and Kylie. "Mr. Cutler wants me to clean upstairs today."
Gage's POV: I check the email that Vince sent me and smirk at the information. Perfect. I glance over at Ashlynn to see she's fallen asleep on the couch. She's curled up, almost into a ball, and I'm shocked on how fast she fell asleep. I don't blame her for being tired, she's had quite the eventful time while she's been here. And just thinking of that brings a pain to my chest. My eyes go to her cheek and see the scar across her cheek. In all honesty I notice it every time I look at her, but I try to avoid it at all cost. I shake my head and get back to work, deciding what our plan will be to find her. From spying on her meeting we discovered she's going to Spain, which will be easy for us. We have a good alliance going with the Spanish, they'll be willing to help us. I write down our immediate todo list to announce at a meeting after lunch. When that's done I start to check our shipments and deliveries to see if they are correct, and I d
Ashlynn drops the cloth that was in her hand and her fingers lightly rest against my cheek. I let go of her wrist and grab her waist with both hands to pull her on to my lap. Her other hands rests on my shoulder, her nails slightly digging into my shirt. I rub my hands on her sides before I rest them on her thighs. Her body is fucking perfect. She cups my face and leans my head back and I smirk as she kisses my harder. She pulls back slightly to catch her breath, but she leans her forehead against mine. I see that her eyes are still closed but her lips are slightly parted. I pull back from her and kiss her cheek and down her jaw, right to her neck. Her shirt prevents me from going any lower than the top of her collar bone. Both of Ashlynn's hands squeeze my shoulders as she turns her head to the side. "Shit," she mumbles before she lets out a soft sigh. I nip lightly at the spot right behind her ear, and I can feel her body shiver in my lap. I smirk at the way her body
Ashlynn's POV: I'm helping the kitchen staff clean up after dinner because my mind is everywhere right now. Gage still isn't back, but I can't blame him. He really does care for his family, which I admire, but I just want to know that's he's feeling alright. He's never been one to show much emotion, but for him to cry, I know this is really affecting him. And I never can sleep well, so it's pointless laying in bed when I'm just waiting for Gage to come back. Gosh I sound like an obsessed girlfriend. But I'm not his girlfriend! Sure we've kissed a couple times and we have really good conversations, but that doesn't mean we're together. Plus I've never had a boyfriend. So that's just how it works. "Hey Ashlynn," Kylie smiles as she slips into the kitchen. "I need your help!" "Is something wrong?" I ask, setting the rag I was holding on the counter. "I just need some help finding an outfit. Elliott is taking me to
I wake up and almost let out a scream when it's hard to move. I relax when I realize it's just Gage, but then I really realize that it's Gage and my cheeks flush. His head is resting on my shoulder and his arm is draped over my stomach. My hand had somehow found its way into his hair while the other is laying over his arm. He's still asleep and doesn't look to be waking up. We stay in this position for a while because I can't find myself to wake him up. My fingers start to play with his hair again, but I find it relaxing as well. He stirs slightly but he stays asleep. I close my eyes just to rest, and I take a minute to enjoy the quiet. It's so nice not having to worry about anyone sneaking into your room because of superiority. I also don't think Gage would appreciate anyone seeing him in a vulnerable state, much like he's in now. He looks like a child who was finally put down for a nap after refusing to take one. Oh well, I still found it cute. I go to
"I still owe you a massage," Gage says as I take a bite of a strawberry. Jill brought us up a tray of food and I've been devouring the strawberries. We are currently just sitting on his bed, and he's doing work on his laptop. "True," I say, chewing the rest of the strawberry that's in my mouth. "It better be a damn good one though." "It'll be nothing less than perfect," he replies and closes his laptop. "Go on, lay down." "But I'm eating," I pout as I toss the strawberry top into the extra bowl. "You can eat afterwards," Gage says and gets off the bed. He moves the tray to the small coffee table that is sitting in his room. "Lay on your stomach." I groan because my foods taken away, but I lay on my stomach anyway. I fold my arms up so that my head is able to rest on them. I close my eyes as I feel the bed dip down. Gage climbs over so he's straddling my waist. He pushes my shirt up so my backs exposed, but he's having a hard ti