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

life ahead of me. Why should I give up anything to anyone? Whatever love Ashton can give to you, I’ll

my breath, tired from struggling to escape his

have to be me 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

He’s gone mad!

the things that you want. But I’m telling you right now, I’m not an item. I’m my own person, and I

that I don’t? He’s

was acting like

terrified yet

the same for the past seven years. I’m not sure how I fell in love with him, nor how I grew to rely on him, but I know

not giving up. As long as I’m alive, I’ll never let go of you. I don’t believe in ‘the early bird gets the worm’ or

an evil smirk before he pressed his mouth

couldn’t dodge his kiss in time, and the action gave way to a wave of disgust and hate

was a sharp gust of wind,

embrace, the familiar

alright?” Ashton asked me, an undertone

meeting his stern gaze. He was obviously pissed

Marcus and threw a punch at him without saying a

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