When There Is Nothing Left But Love

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?”

is happening right now? Are you planning to sleep with me before we go our separate ways?

as he replied, “Go

didn’t love you, yet here you are forcing me to stay, so isn’t that exactly what you want? I mean, that’s usually what happens

me. “You seem to know a lot

and refused to meet his stare. “I can’t help

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

could only stare after him, perplexed at his

with exhaustion, though it was of an emotional nature. It always seems like I’m trying to run away, like some headless chicken

phone call from Nora. Her booming voice came through the receiver. “Scarlett, did you fall into the toilet bowl or something? How could you just

voice made my headache worse, and I moved the phone further away from my ear. I replied a while later, “I’m already home. Something cropped up so I decided to leave earlier. Sorry, I

whom? Aren’t you living with Mr. Murphy? If you left without him, who are you with

What a

suitable excuse. “I bumped into a friend of mine from K City. Oh right, are you

the time. Why would we still be there? Plus, it’s hard to last the night at my age. Oh right, I just wanted to let you know that Mr. Murphy’s pretty drunk tonight. Take care of yourself, and make sure you lock your

you ply him with drinks?” She must be trying to

does a rich, handsome man drop in one’s lap, am I right? If I missed this chance, I wouldn’t

brain appeared to be jammed when faced with her unusual thought process. How does

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

She sounded ecstatic like she was already

I