Ashes of Us

Chapter 36: First-Class Love

I woke up wrapped in silk sheets, the warmth of Tobi’s body still lingering beside me. Last night was… intense.

I stretched lazily, feeling the afterglow of our passion still tingling in my bones.

Then I remembered—

I was leaving the country today.

A thrill ran through me as I turned to Tobi, who was already awake, watching me.

"You ready for today?" he asked, smirking.

I grinned. "I still don’t even know where we’re going."

He tapped my nose lightly. "That’s the fun part, baby. Just trust me."

A few hours later, dressed in a sleek designer dress and red-bottom heels, I sat in the backseat of a luxury black Rolls-Royce, my fingers trembling with excitement.

I had never flown before.

Never even been to an airport.

And now, my first time traveling was on a private jet.

The drive to the airport was smooth, but the moment I stepped onto the private tarmac, my breath caught.

A massive white jet with gold accents sat waiting.

Tobi led me towards it, his grip firm on my waist.

"All this… just for us?" I whispered, staring up at the sleek aircraft.

He chuckled. "Did you think I’d let my woman squeeze into a commercial flight?"

My heart pounded as the flight attendant welcomed us inside.

The moment I stepped in, I almost forgot to breathe.

The interior was pure luxury.

Cream leather seats. A massive gold-trimmed bar. Soft, ambient lighting that made everything look like a dream.

"You like it?" Tobi whispered, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind.

I nodded, completely mesmerized.

Tobi guided me to a wide, plush seat, bigger than a bed, and as I settled in, I couldn’t stop smiling.

"This is insane," I whispered, still taking in the elegance around me.

Tobi poured me a glass of expensive champagne, passing it to me before clinking his own against mine.

"To new experiences," he murmured.

I took a sip, the sweet burn of the drink sliding down my throat.

Then, as the engines rumbled to life, a thrill ran through me.

We were really leaving the country.

As the jet soared into the sky, I leaned into Tobi, feeling the rush of excitement, pleasure, and mystery.

I had no idea where we were going.

No idea what awaited me.

But one thing was certain—

With Tobi, life would never be the same.

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Chapter 37: The Queen of Luxury

The moment I stepped off the jet, the Dubai heat wrapped around me like silk. The golden sun reflected off the glass skyscrapers, the air filled with the scent of oud and money.

I had seen pictures of Dubai before. But nothing compared to this.

"Welcome to your first international trip, baby," Tobi whispered against my ear, his grip firm on my waist as we walked towards a sleek black Rolls-Royce waiting on the runway.

I was still in a daze as the chauffeur opened the door, and I slid into the plush leather seats. The moment the car started moving, I pulled out my phone, my heart racing with excitement.

My Snapchat was already booming.

My notifications wouldn’t stop.

"Ah ah, Sophie! Private jet?!"

"New Queen of Soft Life!"

"Are you dating a billionaire?!"

"We need your plug, sis!"

I giggled, taking a quick snap of the gold-trimmed interior, captioning it:

Then, I turned to Tobi, who was watching me with amusement.

"Your snap is blowing up," he noted.

I smirked. "What did you expect? This is my first time out of the country. And my first time flying. And my first time on a private jet!"

Tobi chuckled. "Get used to it, Shuga. This is just the beginning."

My stomach fluttered.

I leaned over, snapping a picture of our clinking champagne glasses before captioning it:

✈️ First flight & it’s already private. 🥂 #Spoiled

As we drove past Dubai’s skyline, the Burj Khalifa towering above us like a jewel, I felt like I was in a dream.

And the dream only got better when we arrived at the Versace Hotel.

"This is where we’re staying?" I whispered, staring at the extravagant marble floors, the golden chandeliers, the unbelievable wealth dripping from every corner.

Tobi smirked, pulling me close. "Only the best for you."

My heart squeezed.

I was living a life I never thought possible.

I snapped a quick mirror selfie in our Penthouse Suite, the view of Dubai’s skyline glowing behind me.

✨ If you’re not staying like this, wyd? 😏 ✨

My DMs exploded.

I didn’t care.

I was too busy falling deeper into Tobi’s world.

And for now, I wasn’t asking any questions.

Chapter 39: Drenched in Desire

First Round: The Slow Burn

I barely had time to exhale before Tobi’s lips found mine—hungry, demanding, unstoppable.

He pressed me against the cool glass wall of our penthouse suite, his body heat drowning me in need. His hands slid beneath my robe, pushing it off my shoulders, exposing my trembling body to the night air.

“Tobi,” I whimpered.

He smirked, dragging his lips down the slope of my neck. “I missed you, baby.”

Then his fingers trailed down my stomach, slow, teasing.

I sucked in a breath as he reached between my thighs, his touch deliberate, devastating.

A single stroke.

Then another.

My legs trembled as he circled my most sensitive spot, his pace torturous.

“Tobi—”

He kissed my throat, his fingers dipping inside me, stretching, curling, claiming.

A cry escaped me, my body shaking, my hands gripping his shoulders as he worked me open.

Faster. Deeper. Until I was nothing but a trembling mess in his arms.

And when I shattered—**head thrown back, moaning his name—**he captured my lips, swallowing my pleasure.

But he wasn’t done.

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Second Round: The Relentless Storm

Before I could recover, he lifted me, carried me to the bed.

I barely had time to catch my breath before he pushed my legs apart and sank between my thighs.

His mouth—**hot, skillful, merciless—**took me apart all over again.

My back arched as he devoured me, licking, sucking, dragging me to the edge in seconds.

My fingers twisted in his hair, my body burning, breaking.

And just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, he flipped me over, pulling my hips up.

“You can take it, baby,” he murmured, his voice dark, hypnotic.

And then he thrust into me from behind, deep and slow, making me feel every inch of him.

A gasp tore from my lips, my fingers gripping the sheets as he rolled his hips, his rhythm precise, maddening.

He built me up, tore me down, over and over, until I was begging.

And when we came together, tangled in heat and desire, it left us shaking, breathless.

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Third Round: The Edge of Madness

Tobi wasn’t satisfied. Not yet.

Before I could catch my breath, he flipped me onto my back, kissed me so deeply I forgot my own name.

His hands explored every inch of me—possessive, worshiping, ruining me for anyone else.

And then, without warning, he thrust inside me again.

Hard. Deep. Raw.

I gasped, my nails digging into his back as he drove into me, relentless, unyielding.

I felt every thrust, every moan, every whispered curse against my ear.

And when I shattered for the third time, he followed with a groan, holding me tight as we both collapsed, breathless, exhausted.

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Fourth Round: The Final Ruin

The night should have ended there.

But as I lay tangled in his arms, Tobi kissed me again—slow, deep, teasing.

And just like that, I was ready for him again.

He flipped me onto his lap, guiding me down onto him.

A moan escaped me, overwhelmed, consumed.

This time, he let me take control, watching as I moved, his hands gripping my waist, guiding my rhythm.

“f**k, baby,” he groaned, his head falling back as I rode him.

Faster. Harder. Until we were both lost, drowning in pleasure.

And when we collapsed for the final time, **breathless, wrecked, completely satisfied—**I knew I was his forever.

Chapter 40: Sun-Kissed Mornings

The soft glow of morning light slips through the curtains, casting golden streaks across the luxurious sheets. My body feels deliciously sore, a lazy smile playing on my lips as I stretch, only to be pulled back into hard muscle and familiar heat.

"Where do you think you're going?" Tobi's deep morning voice rumbles against my ear, his lips pressing against my bare shoulder.

I sigh, sinking deeper into his warmth. "Nowhere," I murmur, closing my eyes again.

I feel his smirk against my skin before his fingers begin tracing slow, lazy circles on my thigh.

"You feeling okay?" His hand slides up, fingers grazing the sensitive curve of my hip.

A soft hum escapes me. "I don’t think I can move."

Tobi chuckles, his deep laugh vibrating against my back. "Good," he whispers. "That means I did my job."

I nudge his side playfully. "You nearly killed me last night."

In one swift motion, he rolls me onto my back, pinning me beneath him. His dark eyes glimmer with mischief.

"And I’ll do it again," he murmurs, trailing kisses down my neck.

A shiver runs through me as my hands slide over his bare back. It’s barely morning, and he’s already making my body come alive again.

"Tobi..." I moan softly.

"Hm?" He smirks, his lips hovering just above mine.

My heart pounds as I stare into his heated gaze. I love him. Every inch of him, every wicked thing he does to me.

Before I can speak, his phone buzzes on the nightstand.

A shift in his expression. His jaw clenches.

I frown, watching the sudden change in his demeanor.

"Who is it?" I ask softly.

He reaches for his phone, staring at the screen for a moment before sighing. "I have to take this."

He gives me one last lingering kiss before rolling off the bed and walking toward the balcony, the tension in his shoulders unmistakable.

I watch him go, that nagging feeling creeping back into my chest.

Tobi is my world now. But I’m starting to realize… there’s a whole part of him I still don’t know.

And I’m not sure how much longer I can pretend not to notice.