"Ahhhhh... Oh my god... Bianca help...." Asher pretended to be in great pain. He was sure afraid if he let this situation end this way, he wouldn't have the chance to get a hold of her.
Bianca heard him groaning in pain from her side of the door.
"Did I hit a fatal point on him?" she murmured as she pinned her ear on the leaf of the door.
"Bianca, please...?" Asher was sure she was still next to the door, he heard her step towards it, and a faint shadow could be seen as the sun was up and inside her room was bright. He could see her shadow as he was on the floor, almost lying down. He made sure his voice was pitiful to make her come out and hopefully believe him and then help him.
Bianca grabbed her hair in frustration, she didn't want to help
“Shoot,” answered Asher with a faint smile. He was also cautious about scaring her if he smiled a bit wider. “Do you have any allergies? Food or ingredients I should avoid?” Bianca asked casually. She was serious. Food poisoning is considered a crime. She is not going to destroy everything she had built with sweat and blood just because of a foolish mistake. “None that I know of,” Asher saw her face wasn’t showing any signs of kidding around, so he took her inquiries as seriously as she did. I agree handling food should be taken into great consideration. “I hope you will not make things difficult for me when the time comes you have any food reaction,” Bianca worriedly uttered. She spoke with her eyes to him as if they were talking about a life and death matter of an issue.
Bianca didn’t have many things to buy, so her list didn’t take long to get done. She stayed seated with Asher at the table, waiting for him to be finished so she could clear the dishes and prepare to go to the supermarket. “I am going out after I’m done here,” she informed Asher. “Are you going to the supermarket?” He asked. “I’m going with you,” he added when he saw her nod to his question. “Then you better be ready when I’m done,” she answered. She was thinking about the time she needed to conserve. The way to her work is nearby, but the way to the supermarket is in the opposite direction and farther. She still has some designs to finalize before handing them over to her immediate boss by Monday. “I’ll be quick, wait for me, okay?” he hurriedly went to
“Okay, we gotta go,” Bianca tugged at Asher’s clothes. She was still a bit wary of letting go of her hold on him as she was not yet very much comfortable with Luna. Asher noticed Bianca’s expression, so he boldly suggested. “Can we take her with us?” The dog leaped and ran back to its house just to return with her collar and leash. She must have recognized Asher’s words which meant she could be going out with her master. Bianca did not even get the chance to say anything before Luna handed her, not Asher, the leash and collar. As if asking her permission to let her go with them. Bianca looked at Asher. “What does she mean by giving me these?” Bianca asked. Asher laughe
Bianca's jaw dropped, and her eyes bulged in disbelief. "Are you for real?!" She asked with a shriek. Then she sighed. Feeling frustrated, she frowned and pouted. "Uhu..." he just hummed his answer while he munched his food. "For real..." Asher was observing her every facial expression that he was having a hard time holding his laughter. He faked clearing his throat and coughed to let his chuckles go without being obvious. Bianca was disappointed to know about his deal. But she did not doubt his words to be lies. She can tell he is sort of a pussy magnate. Nikita was one proof. That girl was a blonde bombshell with her body figure and face, although a lot shorter than Bianca. And with the way they wrestle in bed all night during weekends, Bianca can tell
“Okay, so how about this deal?” Asher put down his wine glass on the table and turned to look at her with a serious facial expression. Bianca was feeling half funny and half nervous. She did not have the tiniest clue of what he was going to say. She wanted to be nonchalant, like, if she did not like his deal, she could just turn him down again and get back to her original plan, calling for a paid date. Although her heart was also hanging with fears about going to the party with a total stranger, she was also worried about how outrageous his deal would be this time. She fixed her eyes on him. Clearly expressing that she was waiting for whatever he was about to say. “The one who called was my dad’s assistant,” Asher started. “And I bet my old man is making things hard for his assistant again by giving orders
Days swiftly passed. But for Asher, it felt like the days were dragging. He wanted Friday to come as soon as possible while Bianca was dreading it coming. It was not because she did not want to be on a date with Asher. It is the feeling of being in the crowd that she is not so comfortable about. Bianca feels suffocated with the facade of fake friendships and silent competitions between popularity and attention. Things she is not very interested in. It’s funny how she wants to become a fashion designer when she is not interested in the limelight that accompanies it. But her passion for fashion is only for designing the clothes. She believes the other parts would be fulfilled with other people according to their talents, like models, advertisers, tailors, and sellers. She doesn’t like to be in the limelight. To see people wear her designs will suffi
“Why...?”“So I can introduce my fiancee to you on Sunday and to have a glance at how things are done in an actual wedding,” Asher answered honestly.Ray was still perplexed.“Why…?”Asher did not even notice the bizarre flow of their conversation.“She might not have the time to meet you so soon after this Sunday, and I really want you to meet her,” Asher dreamily uttered.Ray felt the difference between this conversation he is having with his son right now and the ones they had before. He can feel the sincerity of Asher’s every word.“Okay, bring her to the wedding. I will ask my friend for an extra invitation card and send it to your office,” Ray felt his heart shake in an inexplicab
In the shower... Asher let his mind feel free. If he cannot do things in reality with Bianca for now, he wants to create a fantasy where he rules over her. He would love her to satisfy his every thirst of lust. He would love her to touch him anywhere in his body. He would love the soft touch of her slender fingers in his shoulders, to his chest, his well-toned abdomen, and way down... down below his navel. And down more. Asher let his right hand move as if it was Bianca touching him. Softly... sensually... teasingly... With his eyes closed, Asher let the water cascade down on him from the showerhead, imagining a different side of Bianca. A seductress in her own style. A wild side of her made him burn in hellish desire to devour her, but he was at he