Asher knew he had f****d up again,when Seerat flinched from his touch at the breakfast table, the next morning. But he also knew, staying away from her was proving to be more difficult than staying away from Cocaine. He wanted to be high. High on her soul,as he didn't have left any. He wanted those soft touches of hers,as if she thought he was some porcelain prince charming,who would break if she touched him too hard. Only if she knew,that he was already in pieces. And he wasn't no Prince Charming. Prince Charmings were too boring according to him. He'd rather be a sexy villain than boring prince charming. The need to be with her, arose from the fact that she inspired him to write. And he wanted to write now,to create something beautiful. For her. Her eyes talked with him and he loved it,w
