Challenge

Asher’s point of view

Sweat dripped from my chest, glistening on my skin as my breath came in short gasps. It'd been a week since I left, and I was utterly exhausted. I needed this exercise to clear my mind before I did something I might regret later. First of all, I didn't even know why the fuck I was mad, and secondly, I wished I had some kind of power to bring Scarlynn back to life just so I could kill her again. Perhaps that would provide me with some semblance of satisfaction—just perhaps. Unfortunately, I could only curse her.

After conducting a background investigation on Scarlett, I found myself feeling pity for her due to the hardships her sister had inflicted upon her and the sacrifices she made in the name of family love. I initially believed that only her parents were greedy, but it became clear that Scarlynn was even worse than all of them. She was a fucked-up witch, and I sincerely hope her soul never finds peace. Ultimately, I was just relieved that she was no longer alive.

Scarlett's screams from the kitchen jolted me back to reality. I flung the door open and rushed inside, only to be met with smoke swirling throughout the house. I scanned her from head to toe, my eyes widening as I noticed blood dripping from her fingers. It appeared she had burned her hand.

I rushed over to her. “What the heck are you doing?” I grabbed her hand, lifted her finger to my mouth, and sucked the blood. She winced in pain and pulled her finger away.

“Have you lost it?” I let out a small intake of breath, disbelief washing over me. Scarlett shot me a glassy stare, annoyance etched on her face.

“I haven't lost my mind yet, but I will definitely lose it one of these days by living under the same roof as you.” Her jaw clenched. “And yes, I was trying to make some breakfast.” She pushed past me, ready to leave the kitchen. I grabbed her hand, pulling her back to me; her head rested against my chest as my hand wrapped around her waist.

“Asher, what on earth are you doing?” Scarlett's nostrils flared, and her face flushed red.

“Watch your words, woman…” My gaze locked onto hers, blazing with both fury and desire. I was genuinely incensed with myself for lusting after Scarlynn’s sister, but what could I do? She was so damn hot and her personality was equally intriguing. As much as I tried to resist my feelings for her body, the memory of her lips against mine remained vivid in my mind. It wouldn’t fade away, no matter how many women I kissed over the past week; I just wanted to taste her again.

“What will you do?” Scarlett's tone was laced with rage. “Kill my entire clan? Listen here, Mister Asher Black, I am the most unpredictable person on this planet, and trust me, you do not want to witness the extent of my madness. If you harm my family, I will reduce this house to ashes with your entire family inside it.” Scarlett locked her gaze onto mine, her words dripping with venom.

I arched my eyebrow, intrigued and amused. She was the first woman in history to look into my eyes and threaten me. “Really?” I pulled her closer, closing the distance between us, her lips now brushing against mine. She attempted to shrug out of my embrace, but I wasn’t going to let her.

“I would love to see the depths of your madness in bed as I fuck you slowly and hard and you moan my name, pleading for more.” My gaze was steady, intensely focused on her; she swallowed hard, but her gaze did not falter.

“Do you have what it takes to make me beg for more?” she challenged firmly. My eyes darkened, and my body tensed as anticipation built.

Damn! She was challenging me, and I was utterly captivated by her; I wanted to bend her over and then fuck the hell out of her and make her beg for more.

“Are you challenging me?” My voice cracks, revealing my desire. If she uttered another word, I was going to kiss the life out of her and fuck the hell out of her. No one challenges Asher Black and gets away with it.

“Maybe…” I grabbed her neck, pulling her closer to me, my lips now brushing against her earlobe.

“Is this your way of telling me that you want me to fuck you? “I asked, my words laced with desire, a fire igniting within me as my lust for her intensified. A gasp escaped her lips, and her body stiffened against me. A sharp pain cut through my groin; I had never been so aroused in my entire life. I wanted to be inside her.

Asherly's cries echoed from the bedroom. I released Scarlett, and without hesitation, she rushed out of the kitchen in less than a second.

“Fuck!! “I cursed, my eyes darting to my groin. She just ran away after teasing me, leaving me so aroused. Couldn’t that little brat sleep a bit longer?

Later that day…

“The police are no longer after us,” James said calmly. Her challenging voice still echoed in my thoughts, and damn, she smelled so incredible. Being close to her made me feel something I couldn't explain. I didn't know if it was lust or something else, but what else could it be but lust?

“Sir, are you listening to me?” James snapped me out of my thoughts. I turned my attention to him, but I couldn't even recall anything he had said.

“What were you saying?” I asked. I might be here physically, but my mind was at home.

James raised his eyebrows. “Are you thinking about your wife?” he asked, and I shot him a glare.

“Of course not, why would I even think of Scarlett? “I lied through my teeth. Of course, I wouldn't tell him that I was thinking of her.

“Well, since you don't like her very much, how about you let me have her? I will treat her well and give her the love she deserves. “ I sat up straight in the chair, my stern gaze fixed on him.

“If you have a death wish, tell me clearly instead of beating around the bush.” I retorted, and James burst into laughter. He was joking, but if he dared to look at Scarlett, I would murder him without a second thought.

“Well, if you can't love your wife, then someone else will, and you won't like it if she cheats, like Miss Scarlynn did.” James retorted, but I chose to ignore him. One thing was certain: I wouldn’t give Scarlett a chance to cheat on me. Sure, I didn’t love her, but she was my wife, and that was that—no one was allowed to touch my woman.

“Anyways, our shipment is arriving this evening, and everything is under control. However, we have a big problem.. “I raised my eyebrow at James's words. Zade and all his men were out of the way, so what could the problem be?

“Zade has a brother who is out for revenge; he may cause trouble,” James explained.

“We should stay alert,” I said. He may try to take silly revenge on me, but he will ultimately meet the same fate as his brother.” The auction is happening tonight, and we need to ensure we acquire that diamond at all costs.” I added.

“Everything is under control, sir. You can just relax,” James said. I rose from the chair, adjusting my suit.

“I'm off.. “I said before leaving the office. I had only come to check if everything was under control and to complete some paperwork. I finished earlier than I expected, and I needed to go home to get some rest before I could actually leave for the auction.

The auction was very important to me, and I had to get the diamond at any cost. I can't afford to lose it because I might lose my chair and my position in the underworld. Zade was dead, but many other people wanted to have the same position. Once I get the diamond, I will be the Don of this city for many more years to come.