Chapter 4: Chapter 4

ASHTON

Virgin my foot. It's just as I suspected. She's no different from the other whores. She wears ankle-skimming dresses to fool others but she can never fool me. If you're a whore, be a whore. Don't pretend to be a saint. That's worse than gross.

"It's..."

"...not what I think?" I finish her sentence, strolling into the book store. "So, you weren't in here smooching your ex-boyfriend after the show you put up in my house this morning and the money my mum gave your family?"

"Ex-boyfriend" Demi corrects me.

"Yeah. And that makes it better?"

"Which is it?" Iman asks, squaring his shoulders. "Asher, Ashal, Ashton or Ashley Rollins?" I reply him with a death stare.

"You'll do well to keep those names out of your cheating lips or by god, I'll bash your face in so far the only women you'll see for a while will be from the pages of a raunchy magazine."

"The violent one. I see" Iman says. Just then, Demi slaps him hard across his face.

"Get out!" She yells. "You put me in this mess. I never want to see you again." Iman reels his hand backwards to return the gesture and I watch Demi duck for cover. He beats her, huh? Coward. Both of them. Iman is wise to stop himself in my presence.

"Cunt." He spits at her feet and heads for the door. I want to punch him so bad but I don't want this being misconstrued. After the door clicks shut, I turn to Demi. Her face is flushed with fear. I don't care.

"Lock up. We're leaving."

"Excuse me?"

"Are you deaf as well as spineless? Two minutes. I'll be in the car." I leave her. To avoid attention, I put on tinted shades and slide into the black sedan parked next to her store. Demi takes five minutes to join me.

the second she shuts

Rollins

"Mum didn't tell you? Nice try." I ignite the engine. "You can call

we going? What

some spunk? Minutes ago, you waited to be hit by that punk. Bad

something now because your ugly picture is trending next to the Rollins name on local blogs? You're still a nobody, get it? You're nothing!"

get down but the doors are locked. I restart the

all her tantrums on the way, we arrive in Ashal's penthouse in Alpha district, a gated community

put with arms folded across her chest, I leave her and stroll into the house. She doesn't come in even

scoffs, then yelps when I grab her arm forcefully and pull her into the house amidst her kicking and screaming. "LET GO OF ME.

Ash" Demi's eyes widen with terror at the sight of Ashley. Asher is down by the dining table, rattling the ice in his drink.

What do you all want

show our guest to a seat. Is that

twinkle in his eyes. Asher impatiently walks up to

one cautious step after another and sits down next to Ashal who is smiling warmly at her. If we hadn't changed out of our stuffy suits (except Asher), she might have mistaken him

she's scared shitless but

won't guess what our little virgin

"Humor me." Ashley replies.

some fool was photographing

Asher drops his drink. "You're trying to create more buzz for your stupid claim?" He yells at Demi. He

be double sure." Asher nods and glares at Demi who only

you do know how

"Can we get to business?

Asher begins, leaning forward. "What did she discuss with you? Don't deny it. We

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