Even though Ashley's inner being rejected him, her body was instantly aroused by Jake's touch. It had always been like that. Jake was a maestro when it came to sex or even foreplay. He was a fantastic kisser, and he knew all her weak spots.
In her previous life, as a slave of the Grayson family, Ashley couldn't remember the last time she had been touched amorously. The young woman, with shattered self-esteem, had no sexual drive. The married Jake of the future had treated her like a disease, ignoring how attractive she was. Perhaps he felt guilty for betraying his wife? Right now, it felt like years... no... decades since Ashley had been touched so tenderly. Her body felt like it was freshly thawed from ice. Jake caressed her thighs and slid a sneaky hand between them. Ashley pressed her knees together on instinct. She didn't want him to know how hot the fire was between her legs, how wet she was already. Jake raised a questioning eyebrow. Why was Ashley resisting his advances? The beauty suddenly realized he would get suspicious. They were in a sexually active relationship, after all. With her eyes, she permitted him to go on. Jake turned her around and kissed her neck and her collarbone. His hand went over to the elastic waistband of her trousers and slid them down halfway. Ashley responded by parting her legs slightly. Her boyfriend's fingers found the destination. The beauty's designer panties were so flimsy that they offered no resistance. Jake rubbed two fingers against her clit, which was already wet in anticipation. "Ash… You're gushing.." he murmured with a chuckle. Ashley blushed red in embarrassment. As the man's fingers explored deeper, she moaned and turned her head towards the driver's seat with concern. The partition that separated the chauffeur from them could open at any time. Here she was, with her legs open and her panties pulled down, being fingered by her boyfriend. The risk made it much hotter! "What if he sees us," Ashley breathed into his ears, gesturing at the driver's compartment. "You know, the Romans made love before their slaves." Ashley giggled, letting him explore her longer. "You're the worst…" "Shh. Bob knows when he needs to be invisible. This is not the first time we are getting handsy, remember? But let us not make his job difficult and keep our voices down. Ashley nodded obediently. The man's fingers carved deeper, and she gasped, parting her legs more. It was so magical, the girl couldn't wait any longer! She felt like a virgin waiting to be deflowered! "Jake… I…" Jake's left hand went around her back and unlaced her halter top. It fell open, exposing her full, exquisite breasts. He grabbed a side and pressed affectionately. Jake's thumb played with her nipple, sending waves of arousal up her spine. His other hand kept mining between her legs. The foreplay was overwhelming for Ashley. She climbed to arousal so fast that she realized she was groaning loudly. The beauty wanted to stay forever on that high note, never lose that feeling of weightlessness and freedom. And then something bizarre happened. The car's interior disappeared, and she found herself in a room… A hotel suite… A young girl lay on the queen-size bed, a dagger through her heart… She was dead, her eyes splayed open in pain and horror… Ashley was struck with panic. She craned her neck to see who it was. The girl was none other than Tessa! Tessa Grayson, Jake's sister and her best friend! Suddenly, the vision dissipated, and she was back in the Mercedes with Jake. Ashley gasped to catch her breath. The young man was eyeing her with a raised eyebrow. "I know I am good at foreplay, but for a moment, your eyeballs rolled up, and your pupils disappeared," he said apprehensively. "Are you alright?" "I'm fine…" Ashley murmured. She was still aroused as hell and, at the same time, deeply disturbed by the vision of Tessa's gruesome death. Ashley had been mentally trying to figure out how she traveled back in time. Perhaps it was a supernatural power? However, if she had one unique ability, there could be others. Tessa's death was most likely an omen of death, a peek into the dark future—another supernatural ability. It made so much sense to Ashley that she didn't even need to reconsider or reinterpret the occurrence. The future-peeking ability throbbed within her, and she could feel it in her bones. Death triggered Ashley's rebirth ability. On the other hand, approaching an orgasm triggered a vision of the future! More importantly, Tessa was going to be killed the same day, so she had to do something about it! Ashley broke free from Jake's grasp, removing his hand from between her legs. He protested with a frown. "Did I do anything wrong?" His fiancee took a moment to consider and then smiled devilishly. She leaned over him and unzipped his denim jeans. "No, I already came. It's my turn.""Whoa! That's a surprise," Jake declared. It was always him pleasuring her. She never took the gear stick into her possession. "An eye for an eye," Ashley said with a grin while pulling out his erect member. The beauty marveled at the size and mentally patted herself on the back. Jake was a future rotten guy, but presently, he was a Chad. Ashley wet her right hand and grabbed his monstrosity, sliding up and down slowly for minutes. Then she started jerking him off faster. Jake closed his eyes and leaned back. She sped things up real soon. What was the hurry? "Hey, slow down there, cowgirl!" Jake pleaded, breathless. However, Ashley's hand went up and down like a plunger, making him climb the orgasm hill faster. And then it happened. Jake exploded. Ashley dodged at the right moment, and his load splattered into the back of the driver's seat. Jake let out a long moan and shivered, with his hips tensed. "Mother of freaking God!" he exclaimed. "Full marks, Ash!" Ashley wasn't payin
Ashley turned to the receptionist. "Could you tell me Tessa's room number? Don't be alarmed; we are soon to be sisters-in-law. My wedding's tomorrow, so I need to discuss a few things. But Tessa's phone is switched off." Bella was reluctant, but it was difficult to say no to someone from the Palmer family, who could purchase the Marigold Hotel with a snap of their fingers. Besides, the union between the Graysons and the Palmers was the talk of the town. It was usual for the bride to barge into her future sister-in-law's room a day before the wedding. "Miss Grayson is in Suite No. 4," Bella said. "But she doesn't want to be disturbed..." Ashley ignored her and rushed into the elevator. On the way up, she tried to put things together in her head. The back panel of the elevator was a mirror, and Ashley observed her reflection. She had missed looking like that. After their wedding, Jake ruined her beauty and health by imprisoning her in a maid's room. She was treated worse than a serva
"Get inside now!" Ashley called out, lunging at Tessa and shoving her roughly inside. The girl was taken aback. Both of them fell into the room in a heap. Ashley jumped to her feet and locked the door behind them. "Listen…" Tessa mumbled, getting to her feet. "Please let me be and leave my room. I have an important photo shoot with TEEN VOGUE. I know you are the Palmer Princess, but you can't bully me like this! Even as a prank!" Ashley turned to her with a raised eyebrow. "Do they call me the Palmer Princess? That's a terrible moniker." Tessa bit her lip. "Aren't you acting like a spoiled Princess right now? Locking me in my own booked room? What's wrong with you? Has the anxiety of marriage gotten to your head?" Ashley shook her head. "I'm trying to save you, so don't get in the way. Your TEEN VOGUE interview is scheduled for next week. This one is fake! Didn't you see that hulking guy? Did he appear like a normal hotel staff to you?" The girl winced and shrugged. "I didn't rea
"Let me get this straight. You woke up A YEAR IN THE PAST after your stepmother and stepsister KILLED you?" Tessa asked over the bubbling noises of the jacuzzi. "That is AMAZING! Like a second chance reincarnation novel!" She was literally bobbing up and down in the bathtub. Ashley's sharp gaze made her freeze. "I mean, of course, it is not that amazing. Especially considering what happened to you was tragic…" she trailed off. After escaping from the hotel, the girls retreated to Malory Towers, the tallest skyscraper in the city, owned by the Grayson family. Their first stop was Tessa's master bathroom on the forty-fifth floor. The girls felt they deserved a break after the horrors encountered earlier that day. The bathroom had a glass-bottomed spa bathtub with Amazonian crystal sides. With Pietra Firma tiles, a champagne ice wall, and double vanity bidets, it was an exhibition of the filthy rich. There were two walk-in showers, a double massage couch, and super-chic mirrored furn
"What kind of help are we talking about here?" Tessa asked curiously.Ashley put on a serious face. "A security consultant to begin with. Neither you nor I are safe anymore, and our regular bodyguards are useless against Scarlet's goons."The girl nodded. "You're right. But where is he?""I think he is late," Ashley replied, checking her phone. "His agency assured me the candidate is very professional.""What's his name?""An odd name. Err… Chevalier de Guiscard.”***Chevalier de Guiscard hated Billionaires. They were pompous and egotistical and believed they could purchase everything with money.'Well, the last part is not entirely wrong,' he thought, checking the time on his military-grade watch. Guiscard's services did not come cheap. Even an hour of hiring his skills cost a small fortune to the client. Almost every billionaire in Norwich had partaken of his resources at some point in time. He was an ace in the security industry and had lent his services to even the Governor once
'Tree-huggers' was a derogatory term for environmental activists. Spencer had received a death threat the previous night. Of course, public menaces endangering a wealthy man's life were nothing new in Norwich. Stuart Spencer was the fifth richest billionaire in the city, behind the Graysons and the Palmers. His primary business was marine foods.Lately, Spencer had diversified his interests, signing a memorandum with a Japanese company for whale oil. Kujira-hashi Inc., the leading whaling corporation in the world, was their supplier in the venture. However, a sting operation led to breaking news that the company had a dark past of brutality towards marine wildlife. Whales were not the only mammals they killed. Environmental activists had flocked in hundreds to the Spencer corporate building and staged protests. A riot had started and had disbanded after the police intervened with tear gas. Then, the death threats and attempts began. Threatening emails. Morbid letters. Poisoned cak
Guiscard was not fond of his questions being ignored. He grasped the waiter by the collar and dragged him to the boat's edge."Tell me what you have done, or you are going overboard!" he mouthed with a scowl. "With your broken leg, you will drown if sharks don't get you first."The waiter hung precariously, and a push from Guiscard would throw him over the edge into the dark, foaming waters."Okay! Okay! Please, I have a sick mother! Please don't kill me!""What have you done?" Guiscard repeated himself."There is a bomb," the waiter mumbled. "In the engine room. I was asked to latch it to the beam frame.""For God's sake, kid! How did you plan to escape?""I would have taken a safety boat."Guiscard shoved him back on the deck. "Bind him!" he bid the other security guards. The latter pounced on the waiter, pinning him to the ground.The tension of the guests on the lower decks was palpable. Some stood at the periphery of the yacht, ready to jump if there was an explosion. However, no
"Guiscard is late!" Tessa exclaimed for the third time. "This is unacceptable! Can we not hire someone else?"Ashley was digging through her phone messages. The freelancer agency had sent her a profile of the security expert."I had been assured he was the best in the business," she contended. "Why go with anybody but the ace?""Is it normal for the best in the business to bail on his clients? Perhaps another billionaire made him a better offer, which he accepted?""That is not likely, Tess," Ashley asserted. "The agency does not allow any back-channel recruitment. His arrangement with them mandates he cannot take up another client until the present one has canceled the task.""It appears that he did not follow the mandate," Tessa said, making air quotes."Wait, let me go through his profile again. Can I project the documents on your monitors?""Sure."Ashley shared the agency files on the triple monitors of Tessa's workstation.[Name: CHEVALIER DE GUISCARD][Experience]----A total o