When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

I froze in shock, taken aback by his behavior. Just as I thought of lifting my arms to push him away, he’d caged me in against the walls of the elevator.

Luckily there’s no one else in the elevator, or we’ll all be in an awkward situation.

His closeness suffocated me, and I felt myself relaxing into his arms.

He swept me off my feet as the elevator doors opened, and he carried me straight to his room.

He switched on the lights in the hallway as he sat me down on the floor, pressing his body into mine. His gaze bored into mine as he said, “I’m not letting you go again.”

His words seemed to be directed at both himself and me.

I opened my mouth and replied breathily, “Ashton, I—”

“Shush, I don’t want to hear a single word!” He placed a finger on my lips.

I scrunched my lips and frowned at him. “Ashton, you jerk!”

Silently, he lifted me and strode towards the huge bed in the room.

He loomed over me on the bed. I turned my head away to avoid his gaze.

He turned my head back to face him. Staring intently at me, he sneered, “Trying to hide somewhere?”

couldn’t turn my head away. “What exactly is happening right now? Are you planning to sleep

as he replied,

what? I told you before that I didn’t love you, yet here you are forcing me to

tightened his grip on me. “You seem to know a lot about these things, don’t

stare. “I can’t help if I hear

as he suddenly got up, taking a deep breath to calm himself down.

at his behavior. I didn’t know

always seems like I’m trying to run

Nora. Her booming voice came through the receiver. “Scarlett, did you fall into the

headache worse, and I moved the phone further away from my ear. I replied a while

she asked, “You went home? With whom? Aren’t you living with Mr. Murphy? If you left without him,

Ugh! What

a suitable excuse. “I bumped into a friend of mine from K

I just wanted to let you know that Mr. Murphy’s pretty drunk tonight. Take care of yourself, and make sure you

drinks?” She must be

one’s lap, am I right? If I missed this chance, I wouldn’t have anything to boast about to my kid when I’m married to some mediocre man

in my brain appeared to be jammed when faced with her unusual thought process. How does your brain come up with these

“If you need my help, just let me know. Who knows, maybe I can be your wing-woman. You can always drop by

booming laughter. She sounded ecstatic like she was already imagining her glorious

I drop by