Thirty minutes later, a black Lamborghini Aventador arrived in front of a three-story modern villa. Ashton Grey carried the woman he found at the bar before out of the car and into his house.
"Karl you scumbag!!!" She suddenly shouted and hit his chest a few times.
"Who the hell is Karl?! Why am I getting hit because of him?" He yelled back at her.
He entered a lift and pushed the button to go to the third floor. There was no way he would carry that woman to the third floor using the stairs. In less than a minute, the lift doors were opened and he walked towards his bedroom immediately.
Ashton carefully put that woman down on his bed. He took off her coat and her heels. Then, he went into the bathroom to change his clothes into sleepwear. The time showed ten minutes before twelve, Ashton went out of the bathroom again and was startled to see the woman on the bed sitting there silently and scanning the room.
"Oh gosh! My goodness! My heart almost drop..." he grumbled in annoyance, truly shocked to see her dishevelled look. Her hair was so messy that it covered half of her face. She turned to him and stared at him emptily.
"Where am I?" She asked almost like a sane person.
Ashton carefully sat on the bed, facing her. He brushed her hair using his fingers and tidied it up a bit.
"Do you remember me? We met at the bar before. I don't know where you live, so I took you home. This is my house," Ashton responded to her. She scanned the room and having her lips mumbled something.
"Larson Ray Apartment, Tenth Avenue..." she murmured slowly.
"Sorry?" Ashton couldn't hear her but the woman didn't respond.
"Why did you drink so much?" He asked more while tapping on the pillow behind him, getting ready to lie down. He thought that she was going to put a distance from him but strangely, she took a pillow and lay down right next to him. She faced him and looked at him attentively as if wanting to have a casual conversation. He didn't even know if she was still drunk or not at that moment.
"My boyfriend, Karl Jackson is getting married next week," she said at the start, it sounded like a confession story. Ashton just stared at her in silence and tried to be a good listener.
"We had been together for five years. But five months ago, he chose to cheat on me and started seeing another woman in secret. That woman was my nemesis since high school and he's going to marry her next week..." she started sobbing out of sudden. Ashton only gaped at her, didn't know how to react or what to say.
"How old are you?" She asked out of the blue.
"Twenty-seven," Ashton replied. She scanned his face for a while and then suddenly grabbed his hands.
"You're very good looking. Do you have a girlfriend?"
Her question made him chuckle. 'What a brazen woman,' he mumbled in his heart.
"No, I don't. Not in the moment."
"Then... can you help me? Can you pretend to be my boyfriend for just one day? It would be even better if you could pretend to be my husband too. But maybe that's too much to ask. I just wanted to show Karl that I could replace him so easily in less than a week."
She looked so pathetic in his eyes. 'Honey, you had a Golden Ratio body and here you are wasting that gift, trying to prove to your ex that you could find someone better,' Ashton murmured internally, hadn't given her any answer. He just stared at her deeply and that woman stared at him too.
She suddenly leaned her face closer and kissed him. Ashton was stunned for a bit but that night, his body felt really different. It felt like he wanted to have a taste of this woman too, and since she had already given him a sign that she was willing, he didn't wait long to start.
They went completely without a single strand on their bodies within less than a minute. All their clothes were thrown to the floor. Ashton led her to move their bodies under the blanket. He lay on top of her and started kissing her passionately.
"Aahhh... it's been so long..." he moaned while having his lips sucking her neck. It had been years since he last slept with a woman before.
Ashley wrapped her arms around that man's neck. She didn't even know his name but her head was too dizzy to even think right now. She just let it happen and enjoyed that wild moment. She aimed to make her mind forget about Karl, about how he tasted in bed. Maybe by letting another man bang her, she would at least feel even with Karl because that bastard slept with Lucia too.
'You're not the only one who could do it. I can too...' she murmured depressingly inside her heart, while slowly feeling a hard thing going into her hole and the man on top of her began to thrust steadily.
***
The next morning, Ashley woke up to find herself being in a strange place. She had only a vague memory of what happened last night. Something heavy was leaning on her back and when she turned around, she saw a fine-looking man lying behind her. One of his hands was wrapped around her waist. As if that was not shocking enough, she also found that they both were naked under the blanket.
Ashley quickly scooted away from him and covered her body with the blanket. The man got woken up by her sudden movement. He rose into a sitting position and stared at her.
"Hi, good morning. I know it's a bit too late to ask right now. But I'm Ashton. Ashton Grey. What's your name?" He stretched out his right hand, trying to have a handshake with her.
"Ash... Ash... Ashley... Ashley White," she stuttered while reaching his hand. They had an awkward introduction that morning.
Ashley just looked down, avoiding his gaze. Now that she had her conscience again, she looked a bit innocent in Ashton's eyes. It was completely different from the woman he slept with last night. She was really wild and energetic or was it because of the alcohol? He didn't quite sure either.
"Do you still remember me? We met at the bar last night. You're drinking too much and I don't know who I should call to pick you up, so I just took you home," Ashton briefed her a little about what happened last night.
"This is your house?" Ashley scanned the room again. The interior design was so luxurious like a bedroom that belonged to a billionaire.
"Are you the owner of the bar?" She made a bizarre assumption that made Ashton snort instantly. He smiled and shook his head lightly. The ravishing gaze he had on his face made her heart flutter for no reason.
'Did I really sleep with this guy last night? How can he be so good looking?' She wondered in amazement, feeling as if she got lucky getting a chance to bang with that guy. Her gaze went down to peek at his body and it was clear that this guy had sexy six-pack abs.
"No. I'm not the owner of the bar," he replied with a chuckled. He noticed that she stared at his body and he just let her be. Somehow, he felt his pride as a man was boosted a bit when that woman was looking at him with a thirsty gaze.
"I'm sorry. I think... I think I should go home now. Oh god, my car. My car must be still at the bar," her face turned worried. She bit her index finger, with her brows knitted, thinking of what she should do to get her car back.
"My driver drove your car here last night. I'm sure the key was somewhere downstairs," Ashton responded to die out her worries.
"Oh, thank you..." she said gratefully. She turned her head around and saw her handbag was on the floor beside the bed. She took it and rummaged inside to find her phone. But then, her eyes caught sight of Karl's wedding invitation card.
Ashley took the card out slowly and stared at it. She turned downcast instantly. Ashton saw the change in her expression and swiftly took the card from her hand. He observed it carefully.
"So, it's true..." he commented.
"Huh?" Ashley was confused about what he meant.
"So, it's true then what you told me last night. Your boyfriend really going to marry your nemesis during high school."
"Ex-boyfriend now. But how do you know that?"
"You told me last night. You said that you need my help. You want me to pretend as your boyfriend or even better as your husband for one day. Did you plan to crash his wedding?"
"I actually said that to you?" Ashley felt her face turn hot instantly due to embarrassment. The man nodded to confirm it.
"Actually, it's fine. I must be too drunk to say such nonsense. I better get home now," she said quickly and tried to get her clothes from the floor with her body still covered by the blanket.
Ashton simply moved naked in front of her and took his briefs, wearing them casually as if it was not such a big deal for her to see his dick. Then, he took a bathrobe from his wardrobe and wear it. He gave one to Ashley as well.
"I can help you," he said gently, turning his body around to let Ashley wear the bathrobe.
"Help? Help what? What do you mean?"
She could feel her heart was pounding hard when that man turned around again to face her. She knew what he meant, and honestly, she thought that he would be the best rebound she could find to piss off Karl on his wedding day. But it sounded so pathetic if she was to beg that man to help her. So, she pretended as if she didn't understand him instead.Ashton slowly approached her again and leaned his head closer to her."Let me be your husband, not just for his wedding day, but forever..." he whispered to her ear captivatingly that she couldn't help but gasped in disbelief.Then he straightened his body again and waited for her to respond while looking deeply into her eyes."But I just met you... I don't even know you...""I make roughly about one hundred billion dollars every year. You don't have to know me that much, I can assure you that you will have an easy life if you be my wife.""But why me? Why do you even want to help me?" She stared
She stared at the woman in front of her with widened eyes. Certainly, Ashley looked very pretty, with perfect body proportion, that was something that Miss Lily knew Ashton Grey was very particular about, fair skin, flawless face and long healthy wavy brown hair. Miss Lily gaped as she realized the perfect details of Ashley. 'This woman was a perfect muse, like a goddess. She would certainly look pretty in everything,' the manager mumbled internally while covering her gaping mouth. "Is she... the Golden Ratio..." Miss Lily was about to ask about Ashley's body measurements. "Yes. She is. I'd checked. I think she would fit size one," Ashton answered confidently as if he was proud about it. "Well... then it would be super easy to find your wedding dress, honey. We have size one for all the collections," Miss Lily smiled widely and approached Ashley. She excitedly escorted her into the female fitting room, getting interested to let her test all the dresse
"See? That's chemistry right there. We're really compatible with each other," Ashton joshed at her and smiled ravishingly. Ashley just chuckled. He stood beside her and pointed his hand at the mirror in front of them, asking her to take a look at their reflection in the mirror. They both looked like a match made from heaven. "This is what we would look like tomorrow," he remarked. "You seriously going to hold the wedding tomorrow? Don't you need like some kind of time to prepare all that?" Ashley felt unsettled by his words. 'Could this man really pull a wedding in just less than twenty-four hours? Don't he have family members or friends that he needs to invite in advance before he holds a wedding?' She wondered internally. "Yes. Why? You're not ready yet? Your ex's wedding day is less than a week. We should hurry up if you want a husband during his big day. Besides, we need to adjust things at home as well since we're going to live tog
After lunch, Ashley went upstairs to the bedroom on the third floor to rest while Ashton and Archer went to the back garden to check the wedding arrangement for tomorrow. They both sat on the chairs while staring at the small low stage decorated with white roses flower arch behind it. Ashton's villa was located on a hill and behind the house was the view of the sea. The sound of the sea wave rushing to the shore gave a calming atmosphere to the wedding venue. "Have you really thought it through this time?" Archer asked seriously. "Yeah... there's no point in waiting. It's been five years. I should move on," Ashton replied. "What if Layla suddenly returns? What would you do then?" "Don't jinx my wedding, Archy." "No, seriously. What would you do if she suddenly returns?" Ashton went silent, collecting his thought over that matter. Layla Jones, that name had been haunting his heart for years. That woman was two years younger than him, hi
Hana was lost for words. They both went silent for a solid one minute. "I... Where's the wedding? I don't think I can come tomorrow. Samuel needs to go for outstation tomorrow for a week in another city and he asked me to come with him. He literally didn't have the heart to let me take care of Max alone for a week," Hana said, feeling guilty that she might not be able to attend the wedding. "He wanted to hold the wedding in the back garden of his house. It's just going to be a close private wedding. It's fine if you can't go. I just wanted you to know. I don't have any other family members to tell. You're the only sister I have even though we aren't blood-related," Ashley replied slowly. "I'm sorry, honey. I really wanted to go but Samuel would be sad if I and Max don't follow him." "It's okay. I understand. I'll send you some photos after the wedding." "By the way, who's that guy again? What's his name?" Hana just remembered that she hadn't asked that guy's name yet. "Ashton Gre
"How did you know him? I mean... he was very low profile to be exact. I have never seen his face before. And I searched his name on the internet just now, they rarely had his picture in the articles. Just a few pictures of his side face but never showed his full face," Hana was weird that it was so hard to find Ashton's full face or full body pictures on the internet. That was kind of rare for someone who was rich and famous. "He was only famous with his name. And he strictly banned the media from publishing any of his full-face pictures to the public, or else he'll sue them. You're right. He's a very low profile person. I met him a few times actually. He always hired Infinite Designs Architecture to do the designs for his boutiques and branch buildings. I guess he just loved our design ideas." Infinite Designs Architecture was the company Samuel worked for. He was one of the senior architects in the company. "Anyway... I can't believe that your non-blood sis
Ashley did as told and about twenty minutes later, she came out feeling fresh and smelt so good. Then, Flora checked her armpits and her legs brazenly."She didn't need waxing. Proceed to do her hair and her makeup," she said to her assistants.Someone escorted Ashley towards the vanity mirror and made her sit on the chair in front of it. Her hair was blown dry and styled beautifully. At the same time, someone was giving her face a makeover as well. Since her skin was fair, they decided to give her a simple and fresh looking face for her makeup.Lastly, she wore her wedding dress and someone helped her to put on the jewellery set for her neck and her ears."Stunning! She's done!" Flora exclaimed in satisfaction while looking at the beautiful bride of Ashton Grey in front of her. The whole stylish team was staring at Ashley in adoration too."We still have time. Miss White, if you don't mind... can we check something?" Sandra said while glancing at
"Nothing..." Ashley replied bashfully.She avoided his gaze and she could sense him staring at her nonstop. She levelled her sight only towards his chest and focused her body to move for the dance. Her mind was in chaos right now. She felt like she needed some time to process the whole thing. Her chest was pounding hard and she felt like having a panic attack. But Ashley remained calm as much as she could because she didn't want to do something that would embarrass Ashton.Only when it was almost four in the evening did the occasion end officially. Ashton was sending the last guest out before he entered the villa again and ordered all the servants to clean up and rearranged everything on the first floor to normal again."Where's my wife?" Ashton asked Martha when he couldn't find her anywhere on the first floor."I saw Madam went upstairs just now, sir," Martha replied and Ashton only took seconds to make his way to the lift, intending to go to the third