Rebecca simply couldn't believe what had transpired at the restaurant that day. She was beyond surprised and shocked. Even more, she was angry. She was enraged that Ashton had to slither into every damned thing that she decided to do for herself. It was mortifying. Now he has found his way into Elizabeth Cooper's life as a commoner who had to literally beg in order to eat his meal. And frankly, it gave her so much satisfaction to hear that Ashton Pierce was struggling with life but why the hell did he have to go to Elizabeth Cooper and her family?
And now he had made her act abnormally in the presence of Elizabeth. She paced around her office for minutes and hours unending. She was enraged and seething with so much hatred that she could at any moment explode. It was way past lunch time, she could see it, and she could also see that she had missed an interview with a popular television station. She had given it all up just for this freaking lunch with Elizabeth Cooper and now
Ashton held the cup of chilled coffee in his hand as he walked into Thomas' office. "Dude?" Thomas said as he looked up to him with an annoyed expression on his face. "What?" Ashton asked as he watched him, whizzing on his drink. "Freaking knock." Thomas berated. Ashton rolled his eyes at that. He has grown past that stage. "I apologize,apologize, sir." Hesaid this said this to him as he turned back and pretended to knock on the door. "Aren't you supposed to be working?" He asked him,him, and Ashton rolled his eyes. "I guess I'm too acquainted with my boss,, so he can let me be lazy about it." about it." Ashton said as he sipped on his drink. Thomas rolled his eyes in mock annoyance at him. "I was thinking about a collaboration." Ashton suggested. "Why don't we do something together?" Hesaid that, said that, and Thomas rolled his eyes at him. Ashton was in a good mood that day. "Go away, Pearce." Thomas muttered as he typed away on his laptop computer. "I am busy with work." H
Rebecca walked out of the bathroom with the towel wrapped around her body. She walked towards her closet. She took out her body serum as well as her skin care products and took her seat at the table and there she gently began to apply the ointment on her body. She felt satisfied with herself and so she hummed a song she was now familiar with. Suddenly her cell phone began to ring. Casually, she glanced at her bed where the phone was. She let out a smile before she got up from where she was seated and headed towards the bed. Glancing at the screen of her phone, she let out a satisfied smile as at the name that was displayed on the caller ID. About time, she thought as she picked up the phone and replaced the smile on her lips with a frown. "Long time no see. " She said to the speaker. "Finally deemed it fit to return my calls?" She asked him. "What has he done to you this time?" Thomas gritted out angrily. "Who are you speaking about?" She asked him. She knew exactly who it was he
"So what do you think we can do next?" Rebecca asked Myles from over the phone. She was still clad in her towel and her skin had long gone dried without her having to apply her serums and lotions on it. And how she hated applying her skin lotion on her dried skin. Now she was going to have to go back for another bath. Freaking perfect. She thought as her subconscious rolled her eyes. She hated that everytime she had something to do with Ashton, she ended up getting irritated and frustrated. This was no different from every other time. She was beginning to think that Ashton was some sort of wizard or something. Why did he always have to punish her even when he was not even trying to?"I guess now we just need to search for other ways to get at him then." Myles said, voicing out his thoughts. A thought came to Rebecca's thoughts. "And you," she said to him, Myles braced himself for whatever it was that was coming from her. "Why the hell did you not pick something legal from him? Pro
The sheriff unlocked the door to Ashton's cell and allowed him to come out. Ashton eyed him with tired eyes as he headed out and met face to face with Thomas. He let out a smile as he walked towards where Thomas stood. No doubt, Thomas had done something about his arrest and he was thankful for that. "Hey man." Thomas said to him as Ashton raised a brow at him tiredly. "How are you feeling?" Thomas asked him and Ashton nodded his head. "I'm good." He said to Thomas. He felt tired and exhausted. He wasn't able to have a good night's sleep because the bed in that cell was full of dirt and the sheets looked like someone had jerked off in the sheets. The mere thought of it made him want to gag. "I've been better." Ashton said, correcting himself, deciding that he in fact wasn't good. Thomas, ever ready to taunt him, saw this as an open opportunity, chuckled at him. Ashton rolled his eyes when he saw that that was what Thomas was trying to do. "I bet you had fun with them cell mates."
"Cheers!" Ashton and Thomas said in unison as they both threw their heads back and chugged down their throats, the tiny shots of whiskey they were drinking until it was the last drop. Thomas was the first to drop his shot glass and he exhaled hotly as he shook his head feeling the hot sensation of the whiskey entering into his system. This was the fun part of their nights out. Well this and hitting on strangers. Female ones hehehe. Ashton dropped his shot glass on the table and let out a wide smile. "Oh my God I missed this so much." He said and Thomas nodded his head. He was trying to remember the last time they had gone out like this. Recently they had only been preoccupied with work and it was beginning to become destructive to them. They couldn't even concentrate on their own lives. Ashton let out a sigh. He knew that the only reason why they were both here finally was because he just got released from cell. And as much as that was bad news enough, Ashton was glad that this was
Rebecca met Myles at the designated spot and she pulled over right in front of him. He got into the car and fastened his seat belt as he turned to look at Rebecca and then let out a huge sigh in exasperation. "What now?" He asked her and she turned to look at him. Rebecca was putting on a pair of dark sunshades. She scrutinised him before she spoke. "I hate him." She said to Myles and he remained silent. He didn't know what to say about that. He knew very well that there indeed was a thin line between love and hate and he was trying to decipher that line to tell what it was that she felt towards her ex husband. "I think you should tell Elizabeth about your history with him. Myles suggested and Rebecca turned to look at him sharply. "Why do I have to do that?" She asked him and for a moment, he thought that she was attacking him. He had to move backwards and away from her on reflection. "Well, you know," Myles said, trying to make her see reason with what he was saying. "So that y
Ashton walked out from his bathroom. It's been what, how many weeks since he moved into his own apartment now and it's been only a few days since the arrest. Things were pretty much back to normal he noted as he walked towards his closet with a small towel in his hands which he used to dry his wet hair. It was the weekend and so he wasn't going to the office on this day. He had plans to go see a match at the local viewing centre. He had grown used to watching football with complete strangers. That usual thrill of hugging a complete stranger who was on the same team as you, when your team won against the opposing team and that thrilling satisfaction of booing at a complete stranger when your team won against theirs was something he wasn't ready to get rid of just yet. He was just going to sit over a few bottles of drinks and laugh away at the way the men in the local bars cheered on their favourite team. Yup! You could say that this was a perfect way to spend one's weekend. Especiall
Rebecca pulled up into the parking lot of the plaza in which Myles had texted her to come to. It was a big one. From his message the friends were hanging out for a gaming session and drinks. She turned off the engine of her car as she grabbed her designers handbag along with her designers sunshades as she got down from the car and locked it with a beep from her car keys. She looked around the place one last time before she walked into the building. Myles had directed her on the steps to take to get to where they were. She followed his direction as she walked to the waiter that showed her the elevator to take to get to the floor she was going to; the fifth floor of the building. She got into the elevator with a janitor and she chose to stand as far away from him as possible as if he carried a virus. Even the janitor noticed what she was doing with the way she went about with it. She looked away from him disgustedly as she wished that she had let him have that elevator and waited fo