"I'm not marrying someone." I say to my dad, my mom sighing beside him. Ashley couldn't care less, she's playing with makeup.
"Asher." Mom rubs her eyes, "You're twenty-seven."
"And?"
"And you should have a wife and kids by now."
"I don't want a wife and kids." I have Arabella, that's all i need.
"It's not a matter of want. Think about it, son." Dad clears his throat, "A woman who can hold your child, for you to use whenever you like, need to relieve anything. She's there-"
"That's disgusting papa, that's how you want Ashley to grow up?" I fold my arms across my chest. "You want her to just be used by men?"
"You're making this harder than it is, Ash." Mom sips on her tea, "Why don't you want a wife? Why no kids?"
"Because mom, i don't. It's unnecessary for me to have one."
"You're going to meet the girl, i don't care. Her names Jun."
I groan.
"Respect your mother, Asher. If all goes well, i do not care, you will marry her." Dad stands up.
I'm going to do everything i can go make me as unattractive as possible.
He walks to the door and later, a family walk in. I don't get up and how my mom and sister do, i stay seated in my chair with my legs spread, hand on my crotch and eyes hooded.
The girl walks forward, she was pretty, her hair short bobbed, her eyes dark and skin pale. But she isn't Arabella.
She bows, "Nĭhǎo."
I nod my head and dad sighs, "He doesn't usually act like this." He says in Chinese.
The girl looks at me again, fluttering her eyelids, "Shall we go to your bedroom?" She asks in Chinese.
"I can't understand you-"
"Asher." Mom raises her voice.
"What?"
"It's okay, Mrs. Reid." The girl speaks again, her English speaking voice was much more higher than her chinese. "I can speak English."
"Go to the bedroom." Dad says, "Now."
I get up, picking up my phone and bottle of water. I salute her parents jokingly and walk away from her, going to the direction of my room.
She's smaller than Arabella.
I walk into my room, she walks in after me and closes the door. "Uh... My names Jun."
"I know, i also don't care." I sit at the desk, looking down at my phone. Arabella sent me fifteen videos. She usually sends me the most weirdest shit, yesterday she sent me a video of her dancing around Romans office while he was working. I got a good laugh out of it.
"How old are you?" She sits on the edge of my bed, her whole little innocent act kn.
"Twenty-seven." I click on the video.
Arabella's face pops up, "Luca and Roman are being bitches, look." She says into the camera and flips it to so can see Luca and Roman working, "They won't give me attention, i'm gonna flash them." She sets the phone up and then stands to the side of it, "Ro." She laughs, he looks towards and she lifts her shirt up, laughing. Romans jaw clenched but Luca smiled. She turned so i could see her tits as well and then pulls her shirt down, "Miss you."
"So... i think we should talk about the wedding."
"There isn't going to be a wedding." I cut Jun off. "I don't intend on marrying you, or anybody."
She sighs, " We have to."
"No we don't."
"Is it because you already have someone? I can see the bruise she gave you." She points to my neck. I touch my neck, forgetting how Arabella sucked on me like a fucking vampire to make everybody known that i was hers.
"Yeah so no marriage."
"You won't marry her? Your parents don't allow it?"
I look at her, "Stop talking."
She looks down and i look back at my phone, clicking on another video. Arabella lay on top of Luca, his chest bare, she blew raspberries into his chest as he napped, a small smile over his lips. "What are you doing?" He laughs. "I'm bored." She replies, blowing on his chest again. He opens his eyes a little bit, "Go to sleep." She shakes her head, "Say hello to Asher." Lucas eyes dart to her phone camera and he smiles a little, "I just fucked the shit out of her." She bites his neck before ending the video.
"Your girl is a whore." Jun says.
"I would love for you to say that to her face." I stand up, "Papa, i don't like her." I shout.
"Asher it's been five minutes." My dad shouts back.
"Five minutes too long." I look back at Jun, "Get out."
"I'll tell your mother of your mistress." She stands up.
"My mother won't do shit. Have a nice life." I click on the next video.
She was holding her gun, pretending to be in one of those FBI movies where they hide behind the walls and do all the cool tricks, though i think she bruised her back a little trying to tumble.
Roman walks over looking down at a sheet of paper and she holds to gun to his head, he looks at her, "Please tell me you're not playing with a loaded gun?" He snatches it off her and empties it, kicking the bullets away. She follows him, tiptoeing. "Got the target." She says into her wrist, then throws the gun onto the floor and dives for Roman. It was the first time i've ever seen him off guard.
She was on his back, his eyes went huge, "Jesus Christ Arabella." He flips her around, pushing her against the wall. "Behave." "You're boring." She sticks her tongue out. He smashes his lips on hers, her tongue sticking into his mouth.
Luca walks down the stairs, "Well damn." I laugh at that, my reaction as well. She pulls away from him with her cheeks blushed furiously, then slides across the floor and picks up where she sat the phone. "Miss you, Ash." She kisses the camera before ending her.
Fucking adorable, making all of these videos just to send to me.
"Who is this girl Jun said has caught your eye? Suitable for marriage?" Dad and mom both walk in.
I lock my phone quickly, "I'm not marrying anyone."
"You're disappointing me, Asher. You're the heir. You have to marry someone. Someone of convenience too. Juns family-"
"I don't care." I stand up, "I don't like Jun, not my type."
Mom walks to me and grabs the phone off me, "Mama." I sigh.
She walks back to my dad and my dad unlocks it, knowing my passcode. He scoffs, "Really, Asher?"
Mom takes the phone off dad, "I knew she was a slut, dressing like a hooker all the time."
"I'm going to call Roman and let him know." Mom walks away. I don't even tell her anything.
Dad sighs, "She's married."
"I'm going back to New York, earliest flight. And you're not sending any woman my way. I have all i need-"
"With a married woman-"
"It's never stopped you, dad. Has it? How many girls have you fucked knowing they've been married, knowing you're married?" I raise my voice, hoping mom can hear it.
"Keep your voice down." He points at me. "I don't want you around that girl."
"Too fucking bad. You had your chance to control me and i won't let you do it any longer." I walk away from him, snatching my phone off mom while she dials someone's number.
"Disrespectful Asher, i never raised you this way." She tuts.
"You never raised me, period. Don't be acting all lovey on me now just because i welcomed you into my life again. You wanna start doing that shit i'll be easy to kick you out again." I bend down, lifting Ashley up. "See you soon, munchkin."
"You're going already?" She frowns.
"Yeah, gotta do some work." I kiss her cheek, "I'll call you."
She kisses mine back, "Love you, Asher."
"Love you too, little one."
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