When There Is Nothing Left But Love

Outside the villa parked a sapphire blue Tesla sports car. This car was clearly not Ashton’s.

The hard, unyielding pride of a soldier was engraved into Ashton’s DNA. As a result, his garage was filled with mostly off-road vehicles, such as SUVs, and he detested short and flashy sports cars.

I was about to drive into the villa premises when the Tesla’s headlights switched on, nearly blinding me.

Stopping my car, I saw a man getting out of the sports car. It was Marcus.

He wore a fitting black suit that complemented his tall, slender frame. If he were to walk on the streets, there was no doubt that everyone would be drawn by him.

He stood in front of my car, his dark eyes silently staring me down.

Through the glass of the car window, he seemed to have gotten skinnier and stiffer than I last saw him.

There was no use staying locked in a staring competition like this.

Sighing slightly, I got out of my car.

“I’m really sorry about the money!” I apologized instantly. It was my fault for not expecting that things would come down to this.

He ignored my apology, his voice deep as he said, “Ashton was right. It doesn’t matter if a stolen fruit is sweet or not. What matters is that it quenches your thirst.”

me into his arms, the foreign smell of his cologne

my might, but he tightened his grip around me. “There is a long life ahead of me. Why should

catch my breath, tired from struggling to escape his hold. “Why do you insist on making

have to be me who places someone

He’s gone mad!

obtain the things that you want. But I’m telling you right now, I’m not

does Ashton have that I don’t? He’s

acting like a demon, foaming at the mouth while trying desperately to crawl his way out of

terrified yet

like, it doesn’t change the fact that I’m in love with him, and it has been the same for the past seven years. I’m not sure how I fell in love with him, nor how I

giving up. As long as I’m alive, I’ll never let go of you. I don’t believe in

up into an evil smirk before he pressed his mouth to

gave

gust of wind, and Marcus was pushed away from

into another warm embrace, the familiar tobacco smell calmed

an undertone of

stern gaze. He was obviously pissed

towards Marcus and threw

got into a violent brawl, but it wasn’t long before I