PROMOTED (MXM) ✔️

Chapter 5

Tim Bormann as Ashton Weasley

⚠️ 🚨 WARNING 🚨⚠️ This content may contain sensitive themes including bullying, violence, and R18+ scene. Reader discretion is advised!

HOPE

"Ugly." I snorted when Henerson lifted an ugly shade of peach collar shirt with black sleeves close to me.

"It looks great on you."

"In your opinion. Your fashion sense is ugly." I glared at him, and he raised a brow, unsure why I was irritated.

Who wouldn't get mad though? Because of what happened last Friday night, I wasn't able to get home and I unfortunately spent my weekend in his apartment doing nothing but to receive smooches from this man.

It still felt so unreal though. I stared at Henerson as he seriously examined all the store staff's recommendations.

And now, he's even buying me clothes.

I slept with this man. My brain suddenly reminded me and I frowned.

Well, not just any man. I slept with my boss and my ex-bully. I wonder how my younger self will react if he learns.

Would he hate me?

"I'll get that one. I'm sure you'll look pretty with them on." The sales clerk and I stared at him in disbelief as he said that out loud. My lips parted with empty words and just blushed in embarrassment.

"Stay here while I look for something better." He pointed at my spot before leaving with the sales clerk who was now smiling sheepishly.

I blinked, unsure if I was still with the same man who ruined my life. Is it possible for him to change overnight? Or is he plotting something again...

I glared at Henerson, warily as he carefully chose clothes that barely met my taste. His eyes were bright, showing such child-like excitement playing with dolls and I rolled my eyes.

The way he's acting, something is really suspicious. I can't let my guard down.

"Hope," Henerson called out, showing an off-white man's corset with a huge bow at the back.

It wasn't bad, but I unconsciously laughed at how proud he was.

Why is he trying so hard?

I stood up from my seat and walked around, acting as if I could buy anything with the pennies I had.

There's a lot of good stuff in this shop. If only he would let me choose my clothes, then we would already be done in a minute.

Just like this multicolored sleeveless turtleneck and those neon green pants.

I love those bright clothes! If only I had money, I would buy these. But Henerson will surely not agree to that-

"So that's why you look familiar."

A man hovered behind me and my whole body stiffened just because of this familiar voice.

Fear and instinct told me to back away, so I had only to find another jerk who would forever haunt me in my nightmares.

Fuck... Did I fall into Henerson's trap?

"Hey, Pope." He smirked at me and I glared, murderously.

"Ash."

(Flashback)