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?”

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

hardened as he replied, “Go our separate

are forcing me to stay, so isn’t that exactly what you want? I mean, that’s usually what happens anyway when people

his grip on me. “You seem to know a lot

“I can’t help if I hear

a deep breath to calm himself down. He headed straight for the bathroom without a

only stare after him, perplexed at his behavior. I didn’t know what

It always seems like

phone call from Nora. Her booming voice came through the receiver. “Scarlett, did you fall into the toilet bowl

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

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

Ugh! What

into a friend of mine from K City. Oh right,

Oh right, I just wanted to let you

you ply him with drinks?” She must

then, how often does a rich, handsome man drop in one’s lap, am I right? If I missed this chance, I wouldn’t have anything to boast

with her unusual thought process. How does your brain come

just let me know. Who knows, maybe I can be your wing-woman.

heard her booming laughter. She sounded ecstatic

abruptly, “How about I drop