Login to MoboReader
icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Log out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon
Roses are Red (MY ROSE)

Roses are Red (MY ROSE)

vickywrites

5.0
Comment(s)
135
View
16
Chapters

He's an introvert CEO of ASB games company, one of the famous game company in LA , known for being a perfect gentleman. Behind the innocent mask of Asher Brooks, lies a deep and dirty secret, also lies a hot and naughty guy who wants to make his woman scream his name every night. "Call m daddy! He commanded her with his deep hoarse voice . "Zaddy! She moaned "Louder! He commanded her. "Zaddy! She moaned loudly. "Louder girl! "Zaddy! Daddy! Daddy! She moaned loudly. "Good girl. That's more like it " he grinned while he kept subduing her on the bed. **************************************************** "Spread them and let me have a taste of every inch" he commanded while he chained her hands. He was different from what he portrayed to the world. "You belong to me and I'll have you the way I wish" he groaned" "Yes please do, I'm all yours daddy" she said faintly. It was love at first sight for Asher, was it truly love or obsession, because he doesn't want anyone else to cast a glance at her.

Chapter 1 My Rose 1

The alarm went off startling Asher. Asher groaned and sat up. He rubbed his forehead and slowly opened his eyes. It was morning already. Asher’s eyes scanned his room and his gaze fell on his bed and he realized that he had dozed off while he was attending to some files. He quickly gathered the files on the bed and kept them aside.p

Asher got out of his bed, sliding his feet in his flip-flop and made his way to the bathroom. He put on the sink tap and splashed some cold water on his face. Asher raised his head and looked into the mirror, he looked more like a ghost with the dark circles under his eyes. He grabbed his face towel and wiped his face.

Asher got out of his bathroom and went through his phone, five missed calls from his mum, probably calling to ask him to come over and spend the weekend with them. He dropped his phone on the bed and left the bedroom, with the face towel hanging around his neck.

“You startled me” Asher said pouring some water into the glass.

“Wow! You look like a ghost” replied his nanny who had brought some home made dishes prepared by Asher’s mum.

“Who let you in?

“C’mon, Morgan your gate keeper did”

“Damn it. Let me guess. You brought food from home? I’m not starving”

“I already made breakfast. Honestly, I can bet that you don’t eat healthy”

“Keep nagging me, just like mum”

“Breakfast” she placed his breakfast before him on the table inside the kitchen. “Eat here. You look like one who won’t be able to make it to the dining room”

“Okay, thanks for the meal”

Nanny continued with what she was doing while Asher enjoyed his breakfast.

Asher is the finest gentleman in LA, founder and CEO of ASB game company, after successfully launching two games while in high school. He founded the game company after he turned twenty, his second year in the university and a lot of foreign and local investors.

Asher is usually the quiet type, with an emotionless face, not good at expressing his feelings. He is introverted in nature, hates the outside world, world of party and fun, loves being alone and indoors during holidays.

Asher is about 190cm tall, well built with broad shoulders, fine chiselled jaw, dark blue eyes, brown soft hair, long vein fingers and huge chest muscles and perfectly laid six packs, attractive bicep with very deep and hoarse masculine voice that could turn any lady on, married or single.

Long fingers that are enticing, leaving ladies lost in the world of imagination, red hot lips.

Despite having a messy morning hair, he looked hot in his black vest and white shorts.

Asher placed the plate in the sink and washed it off, placing it back on the plate rack.

“Such a perfect gentleman” His nanny flattered him.

“You love flattering me. Do get going

“You ain’t going anywhere today?

“Yes, why?

“It is weekend”

“Yes, that’s why I am not going anywhere and that’s because I’ve got nowhere to go to”

“Maybe it is high time I hook you up…”

“I refuse. I’ll pass”

“What’s with you Asher? You’ll be thirty soon and you are very single. I could have forced my way into your heart if I was your age. Unfortunately, I’m a granny now”

Asher laughed. “So unfortunate…granny nanny”

“C’mon Asher. Well, I’m done arranging everything. I’ll be off now. I would love it if you could go out today and have fun with your friends”

Asher snickered touching his eye glass.

“I’ve got no friends, remember? Or did the granny thing do something to your memory?

“I still doubt that you’ve got no friends, such a fine gentleman. Oh yes! I almost forgot. My daughter will be having some simple party to officially welcome her new born baby. I would love it if you would attend, it is this evening”

“Wow! I’m honoured, such and early invitation”

“I apologise. You know her house right? I’ll put down the address real quick!”

Asher smiled and left for the living room with a cup of coffee. He grabbed the tv remote, sat down and crossed his legs while he scanned the tv channels.

His nanny appeared with a piece of paper in her hand which she forced into his palm,

“That’s address. Be there. I bid you goodbye.” She lifted the basket and off she went.

Asher read the address on the and placed the paper in his short’s pocket and leaned back, taking a sip from his coffee. “Let’s see what’s on tv today”

Asher finished up with his coffee and returned back to his bedroom. He had a quick look at some unfinished files from last night before leaving for the bathroom.

Asher stopped half way to the bathroom, contemplating whether to attend the event or bail out on it. He has always had a had time fitting in events like that. The events he only attends are family gatherings, yet likes being on his own.

Always a busy, known as the busy bee in the family. His life has always been that way, alone, lives alone in his mansion consisting of 1 master bedroom which could pass off a living room or more, quite spacious, decorated with brown drape curtains, painted white with floral 3D wallpaper on a side of the wall, his desk facing north, a large bathroom having a bathtub, a shower cubicle and the other door leading to his closet which is room of it's own, with different outfits if different colors, designer shoes and accessories, and the third door leading a room which no one dares goes into , which is his room, a nice balcony with two chairs and a table for nice morning and evening tea,four guest rooms, the large dining room, furnished with a long royal dining table, sets of royal chairs, decorates with drape curtains, a tall cabinet designed with art works, a sink by the side , the kitchen, an indoor jacuzzi, indoor and outdoor swimming pool, basketball court, a movie Cinema for himself, his study room, a huge library that could pass off as a highschool library, two living rooms, one downstairs and the other upstairs, and he lived all alone. He wasn't good at making and keeping friends, no love life, just him.

He's working days are always hectic for him as he always occupies himself with work, up early to work and back home late, exhausted and weekends, he spends alone unless he's being forced over to his family's mansion by his mum or his siblings decide to pay him a surprise visit. This weekend, he's received an invitation from his nanny to attend an event. Would he attend or just lie on his bed and stare at his celling, or probably bury himself with work and doze off on his work desk?

Asher finished up with his bath and walked out of his bathroom on towel. He's definitely every lady's dream man, tall fine perfect gentleman. He stared at himself in the mirror and smirked.

"I sure do look handsome just as Miss Dorothy said this morning" he smiled

Asher went into his closet and grabbed a black polo shirt and black joggers which he wore, grabbed his laptop from his bedroom and left for his study room. He was working on a project, a new game he was developing.

He walked into his study room which was as big as his bedroom, with books stacked in shelves one side, his work desk close to the window facing the garden, a game set at the other side of his room, toys placed in shelves, which often use to develop the characters of his games.

He placed his laptop on the desk and rolled out his yoga mat at the centre of the study room. He sat down and crossed his legs, getting into the meditation mood. After an hour of meditation and yoga, he returned back to his laptop and started off with work.

Asher was so buried in his work that he didn't notice the time fly. He decided to step out and get some water from the kitchen as he was thirsty when his phone rang, his nanny, Dorothy was calling to know if he would attend the event. After the call, Asher checked the time and realized that the time flew so fast. It was 4pm in the evening and the event starts by 4:30pn. He rushed back to his study room and tidied up his desk and hurried to his bedroom. He walked into his bedroom and stared at his clothes, confused.

"Now...what I do wear for the event? I should have selected an outfit before going to work to make things easier for me. Hmm" he stroke his chin with his right hand and the other hand on his hip.

For over three minutes, he stood still contemplating on what wear..

"Well... I'll wear what I'm comfortable in "

Asher picked out a Navy he short sleeve shirt, a plain black trouser and black brouges.

He got dressed quickly and wore his perfumes, a silvered colored designer watch costing three thousand dollars, gold bracelet of five hundred dollars, a simple pendant of three hundred dollars . Asher stood before the mirror and checked his handsome self out. As usual, he was looking so dashing. He quickly tucked in his shirt and smiled.

"That's more like me" he turned immediately to leave and paused. " Oh my, I didn't inform my driver. I guess Asher will be driving himself to the party" he shrugged." Man I hate parties"

Asher grabbed his car key and slipped some dollar bills into a white envelope and hurried downstairs. He got into his car and drove off. He let his favorite music play while he drove to Natasha's house. Few minutes later, he arrived at the place, parked his car and stepped out. He glanced at his wrist watch.

"4:45pm. Uh, not bad, not early, not so late" he quickly took a deep breath and exhaled. " You can do this"

Asher made his way to Natasha's house. Some guests were already at the party while some were just arriving just as Asher. He walked in and glanced at his wrist watch again, he was quite uncomfortable and almost regretted coming to the party. Dorothy appeared suddenly and called out to him. She rushed over to him as hugged him. Asher heaved a sigh of relief. Finally, someone he knows. Dorothy took him by his hand and led the way to Natasha and her husband.

Natasha was dressed in a white gown, sitting close to her good looking husband, Marshall who was carrying their little angel.

"Natasha, guess who we have here" Dorothy said excitedly.

"Who? Natasha asked.

"Tada! Dorothy took a step away from Asher.

Natasha gasped for air, shocked to see Asher at her party.

"Asher Brooks! With her mouth wide open she screamed his name.

"Hello Natasha" his deep voice echoed in the room.

"You're here? Natasha quickly stood up. "Wow! I'm honoured and surprised. Thanks for coming. I do appreciate it. I mean...you weren't able to make it to my wedding....but I understand" Natasha tittered.

"Yes. I was in China for an impact business meeting that yielded lot of money for the company, I couldn't trade that for your wedding, I hope you understand " Asher forced out a smile

"Ah, yes...I do. Mum said so and I received your gift very well. Thanks for the gift, the car"

"I did it for miss Dorothy. She really did a great job taking care of me. So... he's your husband?

"Huh? Uh! Yes, yes. Where are my manners? Baby.. do stand please" Natasha begged Marshall. Marshall quickly stood up, still carrying their baby. " Marshall dear...meet Asher Brooks, Asher....this is Marshall, my husband"

"Hi, good day Mr Asher Brooks. Nice to meet you "

"Pleasure is all mine " both shook hands.

"Hold on... you're the Asher Brooks of the famous game company...ASB games? Oh my world. I'm so glad to finally meet you in person. I'm a huge fan of yours and your games too. Thank you so much for releasing such lovely games, perfect for killing boredom and relaxing "

" I know and I'm glad that I made those games and you love them. Ah! I also forgot "

Asher dipped his hand in his trouser's pocket and took out the envelope containing the dollar bills and placed the envelope in Natasha's palm. "This isn't for you, it is for the princess you birthed"

"Uh! So sweet of you. Thank you very much..I do appreciate it " Natasha said smiling

"Thanks for the gift " Marshall added.

"It's nothing. Uh...I think I should head home now"

"Are you nuts Asher? You just got here..have sometimes to eat" Dorothy suggested.

"Mum... I'll take Asher and get him some food. Come with me Asher" Natasha request.

"Uh ..if you insist "

Natasha and Asher left to get some food.

" You still look handsome. No you look much handsome now than you did five years ago. Aged hotly" Natasha giggled making Asher uncomfortable.

Asher forced out a smile. "Thanks"

"Still single Huh?

"Yes, why?

"Still not interested in women? I could link you up with some of my friends. Well, I must confess, you missed out big time when you missed me"

"Natasha...." Asher stopped walking" I appreciate your gesture thanks, now let's forget about everything and you focus on your marriage. Maybe I shouldn't have come here. I'll get going "

"Hold on. You can't leave. Mum will be mad at me.. please stay for a while " Natasha begged with folded palms

Asher grinned" sure but don't bug me"

"I'll try"

"Not trying. Don't"

" I won't disturb you "

"Fine.. I'll stay"

Natasha exhaled immediately. " Thank you " she smiled. " Let's get something nice to it" Natasha said picking up a plate. " Let's fill up"

"Mmmhhh". Asher nodded.

Continue Reading

You'll also like

Other books by vickywrites

More
Chapters
Read Now
Download Book