🙍🏼♂️ His Average Wife 🙍🏼♂️
( Not like a model )
Written by Authoress Yesha 📒📒📒
Episode 32
You are drowning in your own ocean of miseries,
Searching for helping hands.
If only you knew that the only hand you can trust is the one at the end of your own arm.
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His foot was tapping on the floor consistently as his hands were intermingled in worry.
Worrying gaze checking the main door for her entrance any second.
” Sir your wife was seen in the head building of WV Chemicals”
“Sir she just left from here in a broken state”
The words of his investigator repeating in his mind every second.
Why Elle why!! Couldn’t you have at least told me once before going?
He kept thinking gulping another glas-s of whiskey in frustration.
” Sir she is coming back”
The ping of his phone with the message made him pour another peg into his glas-s.
The screeching sound of her sneaker was the first sound he heard.
Showing just in how much hurry she was.
As the main door opened he lowered his gaze to stare at the glas-s in his hands.
He knew who it is, he can s-en-se her pres£nce even before she comes.
Her frantic steps st©pped in front of him and next, he knows the whiskey glas-s was snatched from his hand.
Surprised at her audacity he looked up to give her a piece of his mind when he st©pped all of a sudden.
His glas-s was placed on herl-ips as she gulped down the liquid in one go.
Not satisfied, pouring more into the glas-s she gulped it down neat to only have her coughing the next second.
pu-lling away the glas-s from her hands he poured water into it as she was choking on her own Saliva.
Placing it on herl-ips, he made her drink water.
” You are behaving like you have been dumped by your b©yfri£nd”
He said ma-king her look into his eyes which had dark circles un-der them.
“And you are behaving like you are in nee-d of a kick between your legs”
He chuckled, admiring her ability to threaten him even in this situation.
Moving closer towards her he lowered his face tra-pping her by placing his arms on the armrest.
“Think before you speak Elle…or you would be leaving this couch with trembling legs and bruisedl-ips”
She lowered her gaze realising what he meant.
Ashton took this time to admire that tainting cheeks.
But as soon as his glare fell on that dried trail of tears on those same cheeks he fisted his fist in anger.
Placing his f!nger on her chin gently, he lifted up her face to only find redness in those shining eyes.
“Tell me who hurt you, Elle….tell me who dared to give tears to the eyes which are only meant to smile.
Tell me what you are hiding from me, Elle”
Her orbs wi-de-ned realising he has seen straight throw her eyes to her soul.
She moved her head in a no as he lowered himself to her further.
“Tell me Elle or you know what will happen if I find it on my own”
His clos£ness made another storm of emotions rise inside her.
She couldn’t think straight as her shaking hands tried to push him away from her.
“I ….you…will hate…me……if I tell you…..”
“I will hate you more if you don’t trust me, Elle”
At the word trust, her hands stilled as she stared at those convincing eyes.
Clenching his t-shi-t in her fists she broke in sobs ma-king her entire b©dy tremble.
Before he could ask her more she had pressed her face on his che-st and let loose all her hidden tears.
As she cried like a baby laying on his che-st, he soothed her hair to calm her down.
“Cry out all your pains Elle, for keeping it inside will hurt more”
20 minute it took to calm her down, for her tears to all dry down and her sobbing to come down to just de-ep breaths.
He kept holding her, silently giving her time to come back to normal.
Once done she moved back from his embr@ce while still sitting on his l@p.
“I am sorry….I…..”
“Shhh Elle don’t…you don’t know what you are speaking…just be silent.”
He placed his hand on her forehead and made her l@yback on him again.
The soothing circles on her arms were a lullaby and she didn’t realise when her tired self sle-pt peacefully in the arms of a person who everyone said is a monster.
Hours pas-sed but he didn’t move, enjoying the feeling of her in his arms.
His eyes were admiring her features, as he traced his f!ngerson them.
Just like she does to him.
His thumb st©pped at those we-t eyelashes and he picked up his phone from the table.
Her rising and falling che-st was the only source of his calmness for everything else had turned down to ashes.
“Any information on what she offered?”
“Yes sir, she wanted her to divorce you. That being the only way for her to claim back the property”
“And her answer?”
He asked trailing his thumb on herl-ips and re-leasing them from the as-sault of her teeth.
“She refused sir, she still trusts you”
With this Ashton ended the call and placed a pe-ck on those invitingl-ips.
Finally placing a lingering k!sson her forehead he picked up her delicate frame in his arms and made his way to their room.
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She woke up to an empty be-d, her eyes landed on the frame of her husband standing in the balcony and she smiled.
Even after everything, he was with her and it was enough for her.
The betrayal of her family would have shattered her to pieces if he didn’t embr@ce her and held her together.
His toned back turned towards her and arms flexing on the railing made her admire him.
Perfection was the only thing that describe-d this man.
Lifting herself up from the be-d, she wished to hvg him from behind to only st©p in her tracks when she c@m£ near him.
“Her stepmother…yes I know she also wants it…..Find that will for god sake!! It’s been 5 years now!! I want it no matter what or consider yourself fired!”
Which will….does he mean her grandfather’s will.
Her throat went dry as she listened to what he said further.
“And that clause …..yes….change it but make sure it is done on the fake one….yes….no don’t change the original one!!”
The clause of child custody….was he talking about that.
Was her aunt saying the truth? Can she trust this man?
The knife that pierced her recently stitched heart made her take slow steps towards him.
The hands which were yearning to hvg him a few seconds ago stood still tremble at her side.
Her eyes staring at his back and that was when he turned around.
As soon as their eyes locked, all the anger in his eyes dissipated to turn into coldness.
He clutched the phone ti-ghtly in his hand as he stared into those disappointment eyes of his wife.
He moved towards her not caring if she heard him or not.
He was re-ady to leave the room when her hand st©pped him.
He st©pped knowing what was going to happen next.
Grinding his teeth in frustration he turned to look back into those innocent eyes.
“So you knew? You knew about everything”
With no intention to reply he tried to loos£n her grip.
“Not now Elle…I have a meeting in a few minutes”
Instead, her grip ti-ght£ñed on his wrist as she stood in front of him.
“You knew she is not my mother….you knew but still you didn’t bother to tell me!”
What’s the difference between you and them Ashton!!
Just like them you also kept me in dark!!
Didn’t it ever occurred to you that I have the right to know who my mom was!!”
“What difference would it have made Elle?
Had it made you less insecure?
The kind of girl you are…you would have spent days and days in agony…..you would have drowned in countless tears.
You would have spent years trying to find out who she is, how she was, what she loved…to only get one thing in return… longing”
Her features turned to that of fury.
“You don’t.know!!! You don’t fv¢ki*** know how it feels to be neglected!! You don’t know how it is to drown in self-doubt!!
An arrogant beautiful pampered bas*** like you would never know how it feels to be ugly, disgraceful and rejected!!”
Next, she knows her n£¢k is harshly gr@bb£d from behind and her b©dy is pushed towards him.
Looking into those angry brown orbs, Ashton spoke with coldness.
“Another curse from your fuc*** temptingl-ips ugly duckling, another word and I will take you on this be-d right now with your m0@n s echoing this entire house!!”
Her b©dy stilled at his threats.
Was this man in front of her the same guy who was soothing her back a few hours ago.
The man she had trusted with her everything.
“So this is the kind of man you are huh? The kind which f0rç£s women just for their own sick plea-sure!”
Or is that you are using me to get me pregnant and claim all my property!!”
The anger in his eyes got multi-plied hundred times but surprisingly the grip on her n£¢k didn’t turn even a bit painful.
“Do you even know what the fuc*** sh** you are speaking!! Have you lost your Fu***” mind!!”
“Sh** …you call this sh**….if it is like that then tell me …tell me why you added that clause of keeping with you our child’s custody!!
Why you said on phone right now..to make a fake contract….why you are trying to deceive me!!”
“You don’t nee-d to know everything and I don’t have any obligation to tell you.
Believe whatever you want to, trust whoever you wish to.”
The storm in his eyes calmed down as pushed her back on the be-d.
As her back bounced on the be-d she looked at him in disbelief.
“You…..you can’t just say that and turn your back on me !!. I trusted you, Ashton!! I trusted you dammit!!”
He st©pped at the door to only stare at those devastating eyes and say his last words.
“Didn’t I told you not to trust me, Elle, now suffer the consequences”
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Ashton stared at the stars while cool breeze soothed his burning heart.
The sound of a car in a driveway made him look down to only see a yellow taxi standing in his driveway.
She was leaving.
His heart filled with a strange kind of heaviness as he saw his staff stuff her suitcase in the back of the cab.
The maids stood near the car for a farewell, but her eyes wandered around searching for only one person.
As soon as her gaze went up to his balcony, he took a step back…unable to meet her devastated eyes.
As soon as the closing sound of a door was heard he again stepped forward.
The yellow cab went down his driveway taking his heart along.
Unknown to him, throu-gh the back window she had alre-ady caught a glimpse of the man who she dared to love with her everything.
His phone vibr@ted in his hand and he pressed the green bu-tton with eyes still trailing behind her car.
“You were right Sir, Veronica is not after you but her.
s£nding her somewhere safe is our only option right now”
Ashton hmm in response
“You want me to arrange it out of the country or out of states Sir?”
“Take her as far away from me as you can …for her safety is my first priority right now”
“Yes sir, un-derstood. Good night Sir”
If only he knew every night after this will never be good.
He again stared at those shining stars with determination in his eyes and revenge in his heart.
“Count your days Veronica, for now, I have nothing to lose but only to gain.
I am a man of words and when I said I won’t mind getting my hands bloody for my loved ones…I meant it”
pu-lling up the sleeves of his shi-t, he was re-ady to enter the very world which he despised all his life.
The un-derworld.
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“7 organisations in Russia, 4 in Us and 5 in Kazak. In Russia it’s very difficult to find any trail, her links are everywhere but here in Chicago there are a few loopholes.”
He stared at the location in the GPS and nodded in response.
“Her pres£nt location?”
“She is here in New York Sir for her meeting with the Russians, her next as-signment leaves from Novorossiysk next week
HIN number A75455 ”
“Which sea route is it following?”
“Sir Black sea, Istanbul, Mediterranean, Suez Can-al, Aden, Malacca and finally port of Hueneme in Us throu-gh the Pacific”
“I want all the details of this sh!pment.
Items numbers and everything.
Plus contact Aaden for me, he is going to help us out.”
The person nodded, still not un-derstanding what was going on his boss ‘s head.
“But what are you planning sir? This route is the safest of all……we don’t have a chance here….. Even the guards in high seas work un-der them”
He sm-irked while circling one place on the map that every traveller is cautious of.
The Coast of Somalia
“Ask Aaden it’s time to pay back his dues. He is the leader of the biggest group that operates near Bodaso.
He will be the best man for this job”
Nodding to him the man left getting started on his next as-signed.
While the boss simply sat back in his seat twirling the glas-s of his favourite whiskey in his hands.
pu-lling out the phone from his pocket he called another one of his contacts that are keeping a track of someone
.
“Where?”
“Cape Town Sir, her plane just landed
”
“Report back to me every hour ”
“Yes Sir un-derstood”
“Is she alone?”
“No sir …there is a boy with her ”
He closed his eyes as a ping of jealousy hit him.
“Keep both of them safe”
“Yes sir, un-derstood”
Leaning back on his seat he closed his eyes to get lost in her thoughts when another voice disturbe-d him.
“Sir! The captive…he refuses to betray the cartel…he is not telling us the sh!pment details.”
Getting up from his seat he pu-ll-ed out a gun from his drawer and tucked it in his w@!st.
“Let the game begin”
The guard followed behind the boss in the darkness of the dungeon at the outSk-irts of the city.
For he was a man not to be messed with,
For he was Ashton Lockwood
The man who dared to love “his average wife”
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TBC 💢💢💢💢💢