Loving Asher King

37 | Date?

We both looked at each other, blood oozing from both of us from some parts. Blake was looking at me wide-eyed the whole time but Asher just stood there emotionless and not reacting at all. I lunched forward throwing a punch at her jaw which she dodged and I immediately punched her in the gut making her stumble.

"I don't want one of us to end up unconscious, let's leave it at this," I suggested. But she came forward and tried to jab me which made me stumble a little but I did a backflip and hit her in the collarbone making her fall to the ground. "Okay that's enough, Brooke, you already hit the ground twice," he said, his voice holding so much authority.

"But-" "No," He said his voice so strong, making me shudder. I sighed, sitting down, giving up, and panting. Asher came up into the ring and stood in front of me looking at me. Blake walked up beside him. "See I told you I would win," I smirked. "You look like shit," Blake said to which Asher glared at him before picking me up bridal style. "I am never going to let you fight again," he murmured, pulling me closer to him.

"Why?" I asked, wincing a little and his eyes softened looking at me. "Okay, it hurts like a bitch," I said as we walked to the elevator. "Stop cursing," he said, groaning. "Why? Leo says it's hot," I said. "Yes, it's sexy, but I like the innocent you better," he said. "Oh, please I am pretty sure you were turned on seeing me fight like that," I said.

"I am not going to answer that, you don't wanna know what I wanna do to you right now," he said, making me gulp. What are we doing? I shouldn't be this close to him right now. His hand was under my back, his fingers grabbing my waist gently but also holding me firm. I was so close to his face making me observe his small stubble that looked so sexy.

He turned to look at me, making his lips come so close to me. "You are so fucking beautiful," he said making me come out of the trance. "With blood coming out of my nose and lips?" I chuckled. "I mean I looked like this all the time, you still liked me," he shrugged.

"Yeah well, we learnt how stupid that was," I shrugged. "Okay, I deserve that," he said walking into the lift. "Where are we going?" I asked. "To my office to clean you up," he said as he pressed a button and the security scanned him. As soon as we reached the floor the door opened into a big office.

It was immaculate. It was divided into different sections. There were meeting-like couches in one corner. His large shiny desk sat in between the room with a very royal yet comfortable leather chair behind it. There were files lined up on the shelf. And the room was dark giving exactly the vibe it needed to give. The vibe of a dangerous gang leader.

"This looks expensive," I said as he put me down and walked to the other side. He walked back in with first aid and sat me down on the couches. "Well you are probably the fourth person to see it," he shrugged. "WHAT?" I asked. "Yeah except Blake, Christian, and me nobody is ever up here," he says pulling beside him and taking out the cotton.

I sat looking at him while he attended to my wounds. "Why did you have to take up the fight?" he asked. "Why do you want the people to know the women you chose were weak?" I asked. "Okay, I have chosen one woman, okay," he said, dabbing it a little, making me wince. "I'm sorry baby, does it hurt?" he asked, blowing on it a little.

"So you now realize how I must have felt when I saw you injured all the time," I smirked. "Shut up, you are never fighting anyone ever again," he said as he started cleaning my knuckles. "You don't wanna know how I learned to fight like that?" I asked. "I trust Kyle with you," he said, making me snort.

"Okay that reminds me, I have to go home before going to visit Elina," I said. "Hmm, I'll drop you," he said. "Thank you," I said. "For bringing me here, I know this means a lot to you."