Chapter 126
ASHTON
"What do you mean by you’re not sure if you can ever forgive me?" Mila yells in my face in her home. "Did you already forget the part where I explained this was all Demi’s plot? I told you that she came up with it herself for goodness’ sake! You’ve always asked me to empathize with the woman and when I tried, she laid out a condition before she could trust me. Since she isn’t actually pregnant and stands no chance of getting hurt, I played along. Why can’t you let it go?"
"That’s not the point, Mila. Yes, Demi isn’t really pregnant. Yes, I asked you be kinder towards her, to empathize with her but I didn’t expect you to go along with such a silly plan knowing the ripple effect it will have on my family. I expected you to know better than to stir up another negative report about my family like we don’t already have enough to deal with lately. What happened to knowing more about families like mine compared to Demi? Would you have done the same if it was going to affect Spellman Group?"
"Don’t go that far. It was nothing malicious so don’t paint it like I have something against your family. I just wanted to get into Demi’s good graces, earn her trust somewhat so I can connect with her. If she knows she has a friend in the house, don’t you think her life would be easier? Don’t you think she would be less miserable in that mansion? I did all of that for you because I know you would be happy if she is happy."
"Don’t spin this on me."
"I’m sorry love but as long as it involves her, it will always come right back to you. You made certain of that." She paces around in only a sweater and white lingerie. "I have tried, Ashton. I have twisted myself in uncomfortable shapes just to please you. I am even on the verge of befriending the woman my fiancé is in love with. What more could you ask of me? How understanding can a woman be? Yet, you stand here and choose to point fingers at me alone. I bet you sympathized with Demi above all else. Did she cry on your shoulder?" She shakes her head. "She can never be wrong in your eyes, is that it? Or, you’re desperate for any kind of excuse to call off our engagement."
"Now you’re taking it too far!"
"Am I?" She sidles up to me and places both hands on my chest. Gradually, they slide down. "We’ve been engaged for weeks and I don’t even remember the last time you kissed me or made love to me. Why do I feel like this is peculiar to me? Are you really that uninterested in your future wife or is there someone else you jerk off to while alone?"
When I try to wrench her hands away, she slides them down and grabs my dick.
"Mila, you’re just evading the issue here. I don’t have time for this."
"Then make time. I have needs, Ashton and by this ring on our fingers, you’re meant to satisfy them. She yanks me down with her and captures my lips with hers.