Chapter 8

Ashley got down from the car.

She felt sick to her stomach as she looked at the door.

"You're not going to fly in Ash, you'll have to walk," Mikhail said, and he hissed.

She didn't like the guy, not even one bit.

She wanted nothing more but to hit his head with a machete till he would die screaming.

She would keep to herself till they were married.

She fúçking hated him!

"It's a fucking mutual feeling." He said, smiling at her but she said nothing.

Ashley Crook was determined to make him pay.

Pay for the days he'd bullied her at high school.

Pay for the...