Chapter 36 Lost
Chapter 36: Scarlett
I stayed on the bed hugging the pillow to myself. My tears were dancing in my eyes but I held them back. Bee was right.
I had to be strong. This was a war.
War against Luciano and his horrible plans to destroy my family. War against the hatred he had placed into Asher's heart.
Since the seduction didn't work, I would just have to try some other way to get into his heart.
I hugged his robe around my naked body and was going to probably continue gloating when the door suddenly banged open.
"You!" Asher growled as he hovered into the room, his eyes red with rage. "What are you still doing here? Didn't I fucking ask you to leave?"
My heart jumped to my chest as I slowly got off the bed. Cold air clutched my lungs as I realized I had to tread as carefully as possible if I wanted to get through this.
"A—Asher, I— I only wanted to—"
He suddenly took briskly steps that made him appear in front of me so fast, my words hung in my throat. His strong hands grabbed my arms and he stared deeply into my eyes.
"You wanted to— what?" He spat. "Huh?"
My body suddenly grew hot as his eyes drifted to my lips before reluctantly returning to my eyes.
"I couldn't— Leave." I stated.
"Since, you have a death wish, I'll help you!"
His eyes darkened and before I could take another breath, his lips crashed roughly over mine and his strong hands tightened around my waist, pulling me into him, till it began to feel like he was choking me. But he wasn't.
His hands moved from my waist to the contours of my body, roughly grazing through the robe till he permanently rendered it useless by tearing it apart.
A gasp escaped my lips at the impact, yet my body melted with heat as desires filled every cell in my body.
My toes curled as his hungry gaze shifted to my hardened nipples, just before he spun me roughly to the bed.
He pulled my hair, forcing my neck to sink into him as his mouth once again clamped onto the soft spot between my neck and my shoulders, while his free hand squeezed onto my nipples.
It was painful, yet it was sweet.
I cried out in moans, unable to stop myself when I felt his huge cock push into my folds from the back.
"Fuck!" Asher growled as my wetness wrapped around his cock.
I simply bit down on my bottom lips as his fullness threatened to tear through me, yet my body craved for even more of it.
"Ah!" I cried out as he pulled even harder against my hair and began to thrust deep inside of me.
Tears filled my eyes as the pain once again became pleasure. It was crazy, how the sweet torture became like a fulfilled fantasy that eased all the urges I had.
"Fuck this!" Asher suddenly hissed and stopped.
Confused, I tried to turn around to face him but he lifted my body off my knees and placed me flat on the bed. And as our eyes met, an electric wave sizzled through me, increasing the pressure in my core.
Then he kissed me, this time, he was so gentle, butterflies danced inside of me.
With our lips still connected, he pumped his thick cock over my clots, slowly moving my wetness around till we could no longer take the sweet torture, then he pushed himself deeper.
For a second our eyes met and I realized the rage he had earlier was gone.
All that was left was something else... Something I couldn't define... Something I loved.
It was almost like he had become the old Asher again.
Our hands intertwined as he slowly moved his waist, grinding into my tightness till I started following his move. Our bodies moved in sync. Our hearts followed the same rhythm...
Tears filled my eyes as the sweet intoxicating pleasure became an overwhelming knot that exploded inside of me.
Asher continued till, just like me, his release also came.
Without saying a word, he slowly pulled out from inside me and held me close.
I wanted to think, I wanted to go over what was happening, but my body was suddenly so weak it only took a couple of seconds before sleep gently stole me away.
It felt like a dream and sometimes during the night, I started believing that everything that happened was only my imagination. But as the soft kisses of the morning sun filtered through the windows, my eyes fluttered open and I realized that it wasn't a dream.
Asher was still here.
A smile instantly formed on my face. I truly did it. The first step into winning Asher back was successful.
Soon, all the pain was going to be behind us and we would be happy again.
Warmth filled my insides as I took in his features. He was so handsome. His blond hair and smooth skin would look even better on our child...
My fingers developed a mind of its own and it started moving to his face, hoping to feel the smoothness of his skin but my smile faded as his strong hands suddenly grabbed my fingers.
His eyes snapped open and my heart skipped as I saw the rage in them.
"Don't even think for a second that I have forgotten who you are. If you know what's good for you, then pray what happened last night becomes a child!" He hissed slapping my fingers away.
"Asher, I—"
Ignoring whatever I had to say, he got out of bed and stormed into the bathroom.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm my emotions but the door to the bathroom opened almost instantly and he stepped out once more, then stormed out of the room.
As the door banged close, a warm feeling moved within me. For some reason the initial sadness I had vanished, almost as if the moment he stepped out of that bathroom something changed.
—As if the opportunity for me to win him offer had been expanded.
My smile returned and I pulled myself out of bed. Then proceeded to take a long shower.
I had just stepped out of the bathroom when a small knock ensued on the balcony door. Surprised, I quickly went there and my smile even widened as I saw who it was.
"Bee, what are you doing here?" I exclaimed as I opened the door for him to step in. "If Asher returns here by chance and sees you—"
"Don't worry, I made sure that he didn't," He quickly replied. "Anyway, I came here to inform you that breakfast has been prepared and you have to join him."
My brows furrowed and I blinked, confused at his words. "But— I have never had breakfast with Asher before..."
"Well, today is going to be the end of that notion. Come on, hurry!" He fixed up the back of my dress and ushered me to the door.
"Now, he is going to be cruel and maybe very hot tempered but remember, you are his Luna. And he needs the people's approval to get the throne... Hence, in public, you have the upper hand Scarlett. Use it!"
Not giving me a chance to ask more questions, Bee pushed me out of the room and disappeared as usual, leaving me to execute this new plan.
I took multiple deep breaths and morphed my fears into a smile. "I can do this," I whispered as I slowly began to move.
The main breakfast hall was just beyond the throne room. So, I made my way there with my smile being my only weapon.
When I finally got there, my heart skipped as Asher's angry eyes raised from his plate to my presence at the entrance. He didn't have to say it— it was clear that he didn't want me there.
But, just as Bee had said, there were maids, guards and other people working in the background. There was no way he could hurt me —without reason— before them.
Pumped with confidence, I squared my shoulders and joined Asher on the table. I picked a seat by his right hand and smiled even brighter as his glares turned deadly.
"What do you think you are doing?" He growled.
I shrugged. "Having breakfast..."
His eyes moved swiftly across the room and he lowered his voice. "Get out of here, Scarlett. Now."
"Asher, I am your Luna. If you want the throne, people need to at least see us eating together, don't you think?"
"Scarlett." His voice became dangerously low and I knew I was testing really dangerous waters at this point but I refused to stop.
"In fact, from now on, I think we should start showing the people how much we love each other. This way, on the day you will be meeting the council, no one will suspect foul play—"
He suddenly got onto his feet, shaking my confidence to a stop as he pointed a finger at me. "You have certainly lost your mind!"