Asher's POVOnce again going by the way I knew him, I knew his mind was already made up.He was going to make me think he was going to let Phoebe go, then he was going to kill her after I had agreed to do his job, and then kill me when I was done.Because Miller left no trails behind whatsoever to any crimes he committed.He was a well known drug lord. Feared and revered by many.Had many connections even with the cops and so for them to continue to keep him fucking clean, he didn't need any tags.Which was why I came with a plan. "No," I said. "How is it going to be like Miller? I always take the upper hand."Miller and Jacob stare at me and then I yell."NOW!"A bullet flies straight into Miller's forehead and his shocked body stood for three seconds, before slumping to the floor and everything happens fucking fast. I lung after Jacob and engaged him in a combat."I'm going to get Phoebe!"Diego said as he leaves his hiding place holding a shot gun in his hand.Jacob was mine. The
She must have already had it all figured out. I kissed her. I was so in love with her. "It's perfect. You're perfect and I love you, Phoebe. My own personal Maserati.” I said, kissing her again. "I love you too, Asher." she said smiling at me. “I’m not yours, though.” I smirked. “Maybe… but she’s mine. My personal Jaguar.” She laughed at my words, to our new born. I had just given her a nickname to a car, within minutes of holding her. Couldn’t wait to be a father to her. So pretty… so soft. .... ~Three years later~ Phoebe's POV I stand in front of the mirror as I stare at the stunning knee length grey dress I was putting on for my matriculation. I finally did get into NYU and I was gonna be majoring in English literature. A year ago, Asher had graduated with a degree in Entrepreneurship and project management from the West Carolina University. In all, we had all moved over to New York so that I could pursue my degree in the university of my dream; New York University. Av
Phoebe’s PovWhitney and her minions!Oh, how much I hated them. They always found a reason to pick on me. Now, they had poured a bowl of the water from the lake on me. Therefore, my clothes were already the color of the lake. And, I stunk badly. Like a dead fish.
Phoebe’s PovI couldn’t believe what I had just read. What was Cole up to? Getting Asher to attend the karaoke party was like a death mission embarked on. It was unfulfillable, you know.“What? Are you insane? This is never going to happen.” I expressed immediately, g
Phoebe’s PovNothing made sense.Nothing at all.How could Asher of all people save me? I mean he was the s
First off, if anyone had told me I’d be alone with Asher at my house, I’d have probably dismissed you and told you off for saying gibberish. But here was I, with Asher; the college’s heartthrob. Believe me, I had no idea of what to do, what to say or don’t do. I mean who did, knowing you were under the watchful eyes of your most beloved?
Asher stillhad me in his hands. His striking features were directed in mine all the time.My knees were growing weak from being in his hands and being drunk.In fact, Icouldn’t control myself. My eyesalmost gorged out when he put me down on the floor gently but forcefully. A partof me wanted him to punish me like he said. I hoped to feel what it’s be liketo be punished by the college’s heartthrob who was also my crush.I was on myknees, with his hands on my hair. I heard buckles of his belt loosening. Ididn’t g
I woke up to a slightly disfigured room. Opening my eyes, I yawned loudly. It was then a throbbing headache welcomed me, making me almost yelp. My eyes darted to the bed, only to see it scattered and disarranged.The entire sheets were tangled and twisted. And for a reason, the pillows were not a pair this morning. One laid low on the floor, making me wonder how it got there. I was never much of a deep sleeper.I wriggled my brows when I saw my panties, twisted to a side of my ankle. This made me wonder what exactly had happened the night before.My head tried to remember, but the only thing that was coming in was the dream I had. It had been all about Asher you know. In the dream, he did lots of dirty things to me. We made out many times to the extent that a part of me had thought that it was real.As I moved to get up, my eyes landed on the clock beside the bed.“Shit no!” I exclaimed, with my eyes bolted at the fact that I might as well be