AshleyIt took me a few seconds to realize she was hugging me. A mother's love should be affectionate but every time she has shown love it comes with a price. I didn't have to wait long before that warm hug turned into the strangling grip of a python. Ah! The same old stories, I am always a prey you need to devour to satisfy your hunger; not your daughter. ***“The sun and moon were lovers in the past life but when god learned about them he was furious. How can they love each other when they are supposed to love god? In anger, God cursed them to be right beside each other but they can never see or touch each other. The sun and moon begged for forgiveness but God didn't listen. For ages the sun came out at day and the moon at night. When they missed each other they asked the clouds to tell the other through rain. After eons of this, the god fury finally came down and he saw the lovers still loving each other. In guilt, he made a day when they could meet each other every year. He also
Ashley's POV“I have fixed your marriage. Go meet him tonight at our restaurant at 6.p.m.” My hands instinctively stopped slicing the steak in between as I heard my father declaring my lifetime prison with a nonchalant expression. The lavish dining room, with its intricate gold design and marble floor, faded in the background, as I looked at the man sitting across the table. His gray hair seemed to blend with his dark hair, his face spotless of any emotion as he took a bite of his steak in the most aristocratic manner. I place down my cutlery, with a polite smile lingering on my lips. If I learn one thing from those expensive aristocratic mannerisms in class it's the fake polite smile. “I don't wish to. I would be grateful if you turned him down yourself, Father.” I calmly stated, returning to slicing my meal and taking a bite even though it just stood like a stale piece of carrot. I did my best to hide my inner turmoil, a mask was better than letting the man sitting across from me
Ashley I checked my watch, it was half past six in the evening. The streets were filled with people who had just left their workplace. The hustle and bustle made the city far more interesting. The white neon sign of the restaurant illuminated the place. With a deep breath, I entered. I was intentionally late for the meeting. I know the etiquette of the business world, being on time was late, and being late was questionable and a sign of disrespect. I was hoping he got the signal and already left. As I entered the restaurant lounge, the receptionist bowed and greeted me with a polite smile. The restaurant only took reservations with each dining table being a private and confidential room. There was no walk-in dining with thirty tables. It was popular among the general public to the point that booking needed to be six months in advance. My father might be cruel but no one can deny his excellency in business. “I have a reservation with Mr. Heinsberg,” I informed her, and she nodded,
Ashley“What if I tell you I will make sure you become the next chairman of Cooper Groups!” Those words were enough to make me halt on my pace. He knew exactly what I desired more than anything in my life.“I am confident in my skill to get what I want, Mr. Heinsberg. Thank you for the offer.” There is nothing stupid than feeding milk to a snake and hoping it would not bite you. Zachary was nothing different from a viper. Charming, venomous, and dangerous. Zachary had the charm to attract its prey, injecting his venomous fang in his victim's body and killing it. Unlike snakes, who kill to feed and fend. Zachary does get his way. There is no such thing the great Zachary can't have. If he wants he wants there is no…there is no if. Someone should have hit teenage me for falling in love with him out of all the people on earth. What did I fall for even? He has nothing friendly to his character. Was I dumb? As I turned once again to leave, a hand grabbed and before I could even react, a
ZacharyGrowing up I have accepted the fact that people like me have to sacrifice everything to please others but there was one thing I could never sacrifice. That someone being none other than the woman I love most. She was my first and last. Ashley Cooper. Some might call it love and some people call it obsession. I don't care as long as she is mine. After ten torturous years of waiting to meet again. I am finally meeting her again. As I waited for her in the room, the tingling sweet smell of strawberries filled my lungs. The familiar smell swept in, as the door opened.I took a deep breath before turning back. There she was, standing in shock and bewildered. I was expecting that much. In a black dress, reaching her knee. Her shoulder blades showing and black stockings. She looked devastatingly gorgeous. Her ginger curls, reaching up to her waist, and red lipstick that she wore matching themes. My eyes went to a scar on her cheeks. It was subtle and mostly covered by her makeup, m
AshleyAs I walked out of the restaurant fresh air filling my lungs and revitalising me, my phone rang up. A sour taste lingered in my mouth as I saw my father's ID flashing on the screen. Zachary's words flashed through my mind. None of his words were lies. It was the truth. I am not heir to my father and never will be. I swallowed the feeling as I picked up the call. “If you are wondering how the date went? Then no. I am not marrying him.” I spoke even before he could speak. “I knew it. You are as useless as your mother. You can't even do one thing I ask of you? You want to be CEO, right? Go be a CEO, you are not allowed to work in my company or come back home. I would rather not have a daughter than have you. Don't return home until you marry him.” Even before I could answer he cut the call. Just refusing to marry, and I am disowned and fired from my job. The job I worked so hard on didn't take him even a second to dispose of me. Zachary was right, if I want to prove to him I c
Ashley “Where are we?” I quipped, averting my head in his direction. “Marriage registration office. It closes soon, let's hurry.” Zachary took off the seatbelt, trying to get out of the car in a hurry. I remember agreeing to marriage but not to elope. The whole point of marriage was to prove to my father I could be married and be an heir. If I have to elope there is no point. I wanted people to come to the wedding. I wanted them to know me, and see me as someone with potential. The annual board meeting was in a few months, and making connections with those board members was the only way I could get a promotion. Not this way. “I think you got the wrong idea, Mr. Heinsberg. I don't want a real marriage. I want to be chairman of Cooper groups. It will be a marriage of convenience. We will act as a couple in public, nothing more than strangers in private. It will be a public wedding but no registration. Once I became heir, we faked divorce. I will give you half of my assets like a nor
AshleyI don't know what's more shocking is the fact that my husband, the man who rejected me ten years ago, has his hand on my thighs or the red booklet on the dashboard. It was just a blink! Just a blink! Is that how easy it is to get married? No wonder the cause of most pain starts from marriage. They should be banned for future human sake. “Where are we going?” I decided to push aside all my thoughts and tried to question. Keep a calm and collected front. I reminded myself. Failing to remove his hand from my thighs was already getting under my skin. “Our marital home, Of course,” Zachary replied, not sparing a glance at me. He was more focused on his drive. I wanted to refuse but the harsh words of my father rang in my mind. It was not like I had anything important there. I might've stayed in Cooper mansion but except for a few clothes, there was nothing sentimental in there. My family never even noticed I had rented a studio apartment near the office for an easy commute. They