Loving Asher King

48 | Father

Kiara's POV :

I smiled when Asher walked into the room only to see the date and time. "You talked to Dad," I said pulling him and seating him on the couch. "Yeah," he grumbled. "And?" I said. It was almost 7:45 so he was in there for longer than I anticipated. "He grilled me a lot about you, me and us," he sighed. When I noticed and then saw his right side where his jaw was starting to swell a little. "Ash!" I said immediately calling for an icepack. "Relax, he did warn me eight years ago that he would punch me if I came back," he chuckled.

"Not funny," I said when one of the cleaning workers came and gave me the ice pack. "I'm fine," he said pulling me onto his lap. "I'm sorry I haven't been able to see you at all," he sighed. "What are you talking about?" In the past five days, we had fallen into a frenzy of work but also a very weird schedule. Asher had the password to my apartment so he could stay over whenever. He said that it was my birthday and called me stupid making me mad at him. Then forced me to change it.

He usually used to come in late and I used to go in early and we barely got any time together. But I guess this is what happens when you both run businesses. "It's okay," I said. "Let's get dinner?" he smiled at me and I nodded. "You know I think I should still talk to Dad," I said pissed. "Relax, I had it coming," he assured me as he grabbed my waist while walking out. "Anyway, what did he even talk to you about?" I asked. "Well he asked me when I wanted to marry you," he chuckled making me almost choke. "WHAT?" I asked. "I mean, I did tell him if you would say yes, I would marry you tomorrow, he didn't take that well, but I kind of changed the topic and later assured him I would plan the whole thing out," he chuckled.

"You will give me a heart attack, one day," I sighed holding onto my chest. "He did ask about my business, both my businesses, he wanted to see a financial statement, you have no idea how much I wanted to fuck with him and tell him I wanted you to be the man of the house, it would have funny to see him lose his shit," he chuckled. "But then Kyle walked in and I showed them my financials and to think they would shut up after that, asked me if I was fertile to have kids," Asher rolled his eyes as we got out of the lift and I looked at him wide-eyed.

"Please tell me you did not answer that," I said dreading for his reply. "Are you crazy if your dad asked me for a blood sample in there I would have given one," he said looking at me like I was the weird one here. "Okay, what else?" I asked not wanting to hear it. "He said he would shoot me if I left you," he said opening the car door for me and I just stood there shocked. "What?" I asked. "Yeah, I said If I ever leave you it would probably be because I died, but whatever," he shrugged. Making me hit him across his arm. "Don't fucking say that okay? How many times I have to tell you it's not fucking funny," I growled getting in. When he got in he chuckled.

"I am not dying anytime soon, we Kings have a long-life gene," he chuckled. "I don't wanna fucking talk about it," I said looking out the window. "Relax, angel, we are fine, I mean your dad and me, before leaving I told him how much you mean to me, and he seemed pretty happy with my answer," he smirked. "Don't care," I rolled my eyes. "You know I can take your dad's attitude but you should stop," he said his hand on my thigh making me look at him.

"You should worry more about me being upset at you than my dad you know?" I asked glaring at him. "Your dad doesn't like me, you on the other hand like me a little too much to hate me you know?" he smirked as we drove a little farther from downtown. "Your cocky self is going to earn you a smack," I rolled my eyes. "If you keep rolling your eyes, you are getting smacked too," he said his hands going inside the hem of my dress. "And it would be pretty fucking hot for the both of us," he smirked as he cupped my pussy making me groan. "You can have all the fun you want, I am not having sex with you tonight," I glared at him. "Really?" he said teasing me over my underwear, making me squirm. "Ash," I warned. "You know I have a better idea I said unzipping his pants in one go making him tighten his grip on the steering wheel and remove his hand from my dress.