9- Wrong Person

Ashley’s pov

“Ashley? Sweetheart? You are crying? What happened?” Concern was dripping from his voice, and it was making me cry even more.

“Shh…” Still kneeling on the floor, he lifted his hand and gently wiped my cheeks with his thumb, “Can you be alone for a few minutes? I will just be back in a jiff.” He snapped his

fingers. I managed to nod at him.

Without realizing what he was doing, he gave me a quick kiss on my forehead and went out leaving the door slightly ajar.

I started wiping the tears with the back of my hand. It was stupid of me to cry like this when Justin was not at fault here. Maybe I needed to blame this time of the month for making me

extra sensitive.

Waiting for him patiently I started tapping my foot on the floor when I heard him walking to the bathroom, “Ashley?”

Such a gentleman. He was again asking for my permission. This time I did respond to him.

“Yes.”

He entered with his gaze lowered down and extended his hand to hand over a brown envelope. Not understanding I looked at him and then at the brown bag.

Before I could ask him, he nodded at me, encouraging me to take the pack. The subtle smile on his lips was making the cleft beside his lips more visible.

“Just call me when you are done. I am not leaving you here.” He handed over the pack and turned his back to me. I fished inside the bag to find disposable panties, tampons, and pads.

Ah! Bless you, Justin. I thanked his broad back, silently.

After getting done with the job I washed my hands. Once, he heard the water running in the basin, he turned towards me.

He looked up and the moment he saw me his face lit up.

No. How was that possible? Come on, Ashley Walters!

Don’t go over there. He is out of your league!

“All set!” He came closer and very gently shifted back a hair strand off my forehead. With that, he bent down and without warning scooped me up as if I weigh nothing.

“Justin… I… I am perfectly fine. Trust me!” He turned a deaf ear to my requests and placed me gently on the bed.

“Here… Take this.” He turned and gave me another brown bag. This was larger and quite heavy.

“What is this, Justin?” I peeked inside and then looked up not understanding. There were juice bottles and some crazy snacking stuff.

“Just in case you want to kill some time. I brought these.” He shrugged and placed a pillow

behind my back, “You just rest and enjoy the snacks. Do let me know if you need anything else I had no idea what you liked so I picked up chocolates and candies and some biscuits…” He sat beside me on the mattress… closer to me, “Chips…”

Like really close…

“So, what else…” I did not let him finish,

“Doritos!” I said loudly in excitement. He turned his head and cocked up a brow.

“Really? Doritos?”

ones! Yum!” I closed my eyes feeling the taste on my

get lots of

excitement, I forgot. I was not allowed

do some snacking while watching it. He must

know telepathy. How could he tell every time

come up with a reasonable

are treating me like I am sick!” His amber–colored eyes

did not say anything and kept staring at my face. That little thing in my

asked me but for some reason, I could not hear it. Instead, I was just

said a little loudly but there was a tinge of laughter in

“Sorry. What?”

my ear, “Just make a mental note of whatever you want. I will take you

full attention. I was not allowed to go

“No! I can’t!”

rejection, he kept looking at me. I did not know why I

snacks.” He stood up ruffling my hair and I felt disappointment making its

was leaving? So

not like you were offered ten million for keeping his ass glued to the

picking up my

asked me when I started walking towards

So, if in case I will fall

standing there like he was trying to decide something.

to go to

shook my head,

anything to do right now. How about you accompany me to my office and help

to your office? Why? I mean, I just said

office is on this floor. So don’t worry about being caught. Even if someone sees us, I know how to handle

way some assistant to the Deluca family. I was sure by now that he was a

distant cousin

What good will it do if I chose to stay in the room? At least I could

to take the

Let’s see how I can help you.” The happiness on his face was a telltale sign that I

I stepped outside, a shiver ran through me reminding me of what happened last

heavy arm around me, “I am right beside you,

***

Sarah pov:

bummer.” Nadia’s nostrils flared up while trying to hold her yawn. She was

from the loaded background. Money was never a

not available. The ones that were available were already

am getting tired now.” Shella complained and I just wanted to strangle my friends‘

moments back they were ready to sacrifice their lives

suspected that their complaints were making

a thin line, I gazed at her and took out the phone

He was not

on the

When I gave Shella, my signature I–don’t- trust–you look she

from an unknown number.” The bitch of my friend thought I was a clown to believe her.

would

delete the number once you are done with the

this made sense.

I could not trust anyone when my fiancé was involved.

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