Before they got home, Anne did not think she could be impressed by anything else for the day, but his mansion almost brought her to her knees. The house was the definition of perfect in every corner. So aesthetically pleasing, it was almost cloying. "You actually live here?" She muttered, more to herself than a question to Asher. "Yeah. Please make yourself at home." She did. She hung her coat which she had hastily worn to prevent the cold on the coat rack. She asked to shower since her body felt sticky and he showed her the most amazing bathroom she had ever come across. She had to hold herself from not staying there any longer than necessary. When she got out, she heard the sound of pouring water in another room and knew he was having a shower as well. She put on the large shirt that was on the bed which he had obviously left her. Her pointy nipples shot out in the shirt and she blushed, quickly wearing her bra underneath. When she was done, she went back to the dining room an

Anne was awake, a little spent from last night but more than happy to be where she was. Asher's hand was behind her neck, cuddling her while her fingers slightly brushed against his chest, loving the feel of his skin underneath her fingers. All her risqué and dirtiest romance novels had not come close to all she had experienced last night. It was almost morning, and she would soon have to get going. She decided not to dwell on the unpleasant future of her grandma giving her a knowing smile but instead, on the pile of manliness laid beside her. They stayed in that position until it was bright everywhere but Asher was still asleep. She moved to check the time on her phone and when she turned back, the duvet had slipped down to his knees. She gasped but then reprimanded herself for acting so childish. His cock was erect and almost standing on its own, looking even bigger than it had been the day before. Under the full glow of the morning light, it was the only thing she could notice in

It was only in the morning, while Anne got her children ready for school while simultaneously preparing breakfast that she realized Asher's request that his order be delivered to his office by eight was next to impossible. To make matters worse, the twins were extra cranky that morning, and they made her work ten times harder. They would not eat, would not wear the clothes she brought for them and for some reason forced themselves to cry at every turn. At some point, she thought she would cry herself. Her grandmother was no help. The older woman was still upset at her for the way she had stormed out of the house the previous day after her practically forced night at Asher's. She was offended Anne refused to give her any juicy information and Anne was not willing to deal with her childishness. Tired but victorious at the end, she made it to the bakery by a few minutes after nine. She quickly got to work, furiously mixing pans and ingredients to make very quick but tasty cupcakes for

Anne felt sick as she went to her children's school. She had thought she would be over that sick scumbag, Asher's father, but seeing him again brought back all sorts of ill feelings. The fact that he had not changed made it ten times worse. Her grandmother had just told her she would not be able to pick up the twins and she had not bothered to ask why. She honestly did not want to know. That woman was full of surprises and some were not so nice. The kid's new school, albeit a little more pricey than the last, had the tightest security she could imagine. Ironically, it had been Asher's idea to take them there immediately after the whole deal with Trevor and then that of the security. She watched the children run along happily as she searched for her own. She tried to put up a smile but it was next to impossible. Aside from Asher's father's berating, what made her even more unsettled was what the old man had said. She could not believe she had let herself fall for a man who fucked wom

"I didn't send your son to prison ma'am. Please stop this!" She had an idea what had happened but she was not about to have this woman keep embarrassing her especially when it was almost the school closing time. Unfortunately, the woman was relentless. "Trevor is sorry. I swear. He really loved you. Did everything for you. He was ready to marry you but you turned around and put him in prison just because you met a rich man. I'm not blaming you but please just leave him out of this. You can live your life however you please!" Anne stared at her with a mix of shock and anger. Had Trevor told his mother all that? Lied he had given her everything? What did that even mean? He had been the most awful boyfriend she had remained with for reasons she could not even figure out now.And he had the guts to tell his mother she had sent him to prison, unprovoked just because she was now with Asher, if she could call it that. And surely the woman was not so dumb to believe that…Apparently she