Four Brothers and a Bride

Chapter 15: Chapter 15

ASHTON

I can't believe Asher can be so reckless. What the fuck was he thinking kissing Anna? He even had it filmed? I jam my hands in my pockets to avoid punching something. Tearing my eyes away from Ashal who is trying to calm mom down, I let it sit on Demi. She's been on the phone for a while, mostly listening to her caller and speaking in hushed tones when she responds. That must be Anna calling to explain herself or perhaps Demi's overbearing aunt scolding her for her poor choice of a friend.

Asher isn't back from taking his call. I'm curious to find out what else he is hiding from us. He has a lot of explaining to do for going behind our backs like that and getting the family name smeared with distasteful gossip. He made the fucking rules of quad behavior and now he has broken a vital one. Just as I am about to go look for him, Asher emerges from the hallway, all bright-eyed with a ghost of a smile on his face.

"Mom, I'm handling it. Please trust me." He plants a kiss to our mother's forehead and orders a servant to escort her to her room. Demi hangs up now and turns to us four. Her eyes are red and teary, worse than they looked when I rushed home to find her with mother, steaming over the leaked video.

"Asher?" Her voice is hoarse and raw. Asher turns to her. With mother gone, his eyes are now cold pools, his lips curved sternly.

"Demi?"

A storm is brewing in Demi's eyes. A war of anger and frustration. For a split second, I fear she plans to charge forward and tackle my brother. The tension between them is more palpable than the one between the four of us. To my shock, Demi lumbers forward, her tears pouring. Her eyes skirt across all four of us.

"Anna's been fired."

Not the words I expected to hear. Still, my heart aches at her reddening face.

"I know she didn't mean to get involved with you." She says to Asher now. "I know Anna. She won't risk her job like that knowing it's her only source of livelihood. Please Asher, her family depends on her. She has a sick mom and a kid brother who's still in school. She doesn't deserve the hate she's getting. She's not a whore."

Asher grinds his teeth. Everything about his body language tells me he doesn't want to help but then he goes on to say, "I'm sorry about her situation but right now, saving the family's reputation is my top priority."

"Asher."

Asher turns to look at Ashely who steps forward and stands by Demi. Asher's brows furrow slightly at the show of support. "I don't think Anna can wait. We have a whole PR team and a team of lawyers at our beck and call. Anna only has Demi. I think you should consider helping her since you're not entirely blameless for Anna's present situation."

"I agree." Ashal and I quip in unison. We exchange a small smile. Demi wipes her eyes.

"Right now, her source of livelihood is paramount. If you can just talk to Donna..."

"I will." Asher's hasty response is suspicious but Demi breaks into a sweet, teary smile and even rushes to hug him.

"Thank you so much. Thanks a lot, guys. I'll let Anna know there's hope right away." Seeing her skip up the stairs like a happy child warms my heart until Asher's frozen stare hits me.

"My bedroom. Now!"

In his room, he takes off his suit, loosens his tie a bit and sits cross-legged on the couch. His eyes remind me of father's whenever we have been summoned to his study to get a third-degree. After staring intently from one brother to another, he lets out a short laugh.

"Oh man, she's got you all whipped."

do you

That girl, Demi Branson, is a fine actress and she's got all my brothers dancing to her tune. Unfortunately, she didn't count on one of

again with this Sherlock Holmes bullshit." Asher shifts impatiently. "You've got a problem with her, spit it out, Chapter and verse. Don't sit there playing dad. Some of us have better things

not, I will do everything I can to get that woman out of our lives. DEMI BRANSON IS NOT THE INNOCENT, NAÏVE WOMAN SHE CLAIMS TO BE! She's got something against our family. I can feel it

be on shift and on a night when one of the Rollins brothers is drinking alone in the VVIP room. Stay with me. It so happens that she arrives on a night when the cameras in the building malfunction. There isn't a single footage of her arriving or leaving." Asher bites down on his lower lip. "This is fucking real life not a web novel and in real life, things only work

a whole lot of sense but I still can't

into this family, how does that prove that she intends to harm us and not that

no sex clause in the fucking marriage contract. She'd tire Ashley out with baby making sex and get pregnant to

convinced Anna was withholding information from us out of a sense of loyalty to her friend. When she fell for my trap and kissed me, I sent Demi

it but Asher's theory is

the only one I sent the video to so if Billion-Err got

leaked it herself." I frown at

else, not even Anna?" Ashley asks. "Could Anna

a kiss with Ash. Demi's case was different, she had a marriage certificate with our signature that couldn't easily be ignored." Ashal leans back in his seat. "If anything, Anna would have

would Demi leak it knowing it would

knee. "She was probably mad and did it

knows exactly what a video like that would stir. She's newly married into the family and she can't tell us apart. It scares and frustrates her. I see her trying every day to note the differences. She's mastered our fashion preferences. Ashley, how did she try to recognize you when you went into her room the

sampled my outfit and assumed who I was, Ashely but when the behavior didn't match, she tried to

being kissed is Demi's best friend. They rallied in support of Danvarr's

Ashely shrugs. "None taken."

in front of mom knowing fully well she sent the damn video?" Ashal's eyes

your plan here?" I ask

deal with the press first. They're not really expecting us to come show them how they can tell us apart. They're more interested in us proving that Ashely isn't the one in video and didn't cheat on Demi with her best friend. So, we'll give them sufficient proof without

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expression. "What honeymoon? What are

He doesn't want to give it away that we now know her schemes. I watch Demi's expression drop in disappointment. "What?" Asher asks her. "Were you hoping

she crosses her arms across her chest defensively. "Forgive me but I'm trying to understand how pretending to be away

about pretending?" Ashely asks, emerging from the elevator. A servant escorts him, lugging light suitcases in both hands. "We're taking a private flight to our vacation home in Brellis Island. We'll stay there till everything blows over. Meanwhile, my brothers here will handle the rest and make sure everyone

color drains

wraps a hand around her waist. "What are

exchange

photos for our fans here. I trust you'll cooperate." He grabs her arm and steers her towards the door while the servants trail behind with their luggage. Demi struggles to pull

"What about Anna?"

"Asher will handle it."

This isn't what she envisioned. In the waning light of dusk, her moist eyes manage to communicate pain and fear before I look away. I still can't believe she'd do