Ashton counted to 10 before he looked down at the newspaper on his desk. He had gone to the office ahead of Ashley because of an early meeting with some overseas clients. It was hard enough to get out of bed when all he wanted to do was stay there and make love to the woman he is crazy about. He did not even mind that she blew a couple of hundreds on underwear that he was probably going to just tear off.
Now, he had to deal with the new bomb that Stefan Henderson had just dropped on them.
It had just been days since the last tabloid buzz. The news about his infidelities was just winding down, now a huge, glaring photo of Ashley and Henderson slow dancing in some restaurant was staring up at him. The asshole was holding Ash close against his body, his cheeks pressed on the side of her hea
