When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

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

“There is a long life ahead of me. Why should I give up anything to anyone? Whatever love

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

whose love is never returned? Why does it have to be me who places someone else’s needs above my own? Why can’t I just take what I

He’s gone mad!

want. But I’m telling you right now,

your love? What does Ashton have that I don’t? He’s abusive, toxic, and bloodthirsty! What in the world do

he was acting like

terrified

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 grew to rely

refused to listen any further, scoffing coldly, “I’m not giving up. As long as I’m alive, I’ll never let go of you. I don’t believe in ‘the

twisted up into an evil smirk before he pressed his

action gave way to

gust of wind, and Marcus

the familiar tobacco smell calmed my

Ashton asked me, an undertone of anger

my head, meeting his stern gaze. He was obviously

Marcus and threw a punch at him without saying

into a violent brawl, but it wasn’t long before I heard Summer calling for me from inside the