I SEE YOU

TIME FLIES (ASH'S POV)

ONE YEAR LATER

"And the winner of the World Champions is......RIVERRRRR"

For what feels like the millionth time this week, I hear this words being uttered by the MC through someone's phone.

I swear it's like people can't get over this win, every day there's one person or another watching this clip. And almost two weeks have passed since the WC ended.

I must admit though, I was one of the people that was shouting over the top of their lungs the night of the last fight. Our house was a madhouse with Mercy and I screaming at the TV.

That's right, we decided to upgrade from our bachelor cribs and now we live in our own house. It's located close to the city and has three bedrooms with ensuite bathrooms, a nice plush kitchen, a living room, gym room, a library, an office and an indoor cinema.

I know, we went all out here and that's not even all we have been up to this past year.

I am currently at my hotel, I bought my siblings out so I wouldn't have to be around them even when I don't want to.

They resisted of course but I reminded them of their illegal act by hiding the rest of my inheritance from me. They demanded a lot of money for their shares and Mercy helped me with paying them. But it was all worth it.

"Hello Brenda, I'm here to see Mercy." The hotel's loyal receptionist gives me a warm smile as she shakes her head.

"Ash, I don't know why you insist on acting like a visitor when you own this place. Mercy is in the gym, I think she's wrapping up with some of the guests."

I nod in response before saluting her. God knows how hard it was to convince the staff to just call me Ash instead of Miss Ashely.

I make my way to the gym already feeling eager. So check this, Mercy decided to stop with the underground fights a month after River left and sold her gym.

And then six months ago, we turned one full wing of the hotel into a gym that is owned by Mercy. It turned out to be more of a good idea than we initially thought.

People like to work out and they enjoy it more in hotels it seems. Now Mercy is my lover and business partner, best decision of my life.

I get to the gym and to no one's surprise, there are some female guests who aren't even dressed to work out that are swooning over my woman. I roll my eyes as I make my way to them.

Mercy is putting the work out equipment back where it belongs. There's this one girl with Kim Kardashian's figure, and she has her hand on Mercy's bicep while asking stupid questions that probably have nothing to do with getting in shape.

"Hey babe."

Mercy turns when she hears me and smiles brightly when our eyes meet. I grab her waist and pull her in for a nasty kiss with tongue and all.

By the time I let go of her Kim K is already gone, and so are the other thirsty bitches that were in here.

"Fuck, I love it when you become territorial and claim me like that."

I side smirk as I push her against the wall and kiss her like my life depends on it. I lift her leg all the way up to my waist then grab her ass not so gently.

See I've been hitting the gym since I quit at the senior home months back. I spend most of my time here making sure the hotel is operating smoothly, and working out has also become a new and enjoyable hobby.

Mercy slips her tongue in my mouth and I moan as I press myself into her. She takes one of my hands from her waist and directs it inside her pants.

I grin against her lips as I start rubbing my finger on her wet entrance. She breaks the kiss and moans lightly as I slip my finger in her. I move my finger in the direction of her g-spot that I have become well acquainted with.

Her moans are driving me nuts as her pleasure builds up, and it's really not helping that she's cupping my boobs so hard.

I don't know how she always manages to get past my shirt and sports bra without me noticing.

I run my tongue on her neck, and her sweat tastes sweeter than anything. A few more strokes and I feel her release washing over my hand. She throws her head back and tries to catch her breath.

I hear the gym door open then suddenly closing which means we just got caught, again.
We are big on quickies so occasionally a guest or staff member will walk in on us.

It was embarrassing at first but now it's whatever, we are all grown ups who have sex here.

I only step back when I'm sure Mercy won't collapse on the floor.

I grab a clean towel and wipe my hand, I offer to clean Mercy up but she quickly declines. "I'll go into a room and shower instead."

I smirk because I already know what that means. At this point I'm not even sure if I'm a nymphomaniac or I'm just addicted to Mercy.

My smile disappears when she suddenly screams in pain and grabs her head. I quickly run to her gym bag and take out a bottle of pills.

I pull out three and she downs them immediately, then drinks half a litter of water on the spot. I hold her waist firmly as we wait for the pills to kick in.

She started having headaches at first and then they kept getting worse till they became violent migraines. They worry me a lot because sometimes she even gets these nose bleeds that can last an entire hour or more.

Whenever I suggest we go to the hospital for regular check ups she straight up disagrees. I'm starting to think she knows what's going on and doesn't want to tell me.

Secrets are a very scary thing at this stage in our relationship. But she wouldn't lie to me about something as serious as her health, right??

"Let's just go home, your done for the day."

She doesn't fight me as I carry most of her weight and support her as we walk. I wipe the few stray tears that fall out before she can notice.

God, please keep her safe for me.