Chapter Thirty--His past

Ashton's POV

She attaches her lips to mine. Just what I needed. I take control kissing the hell out of her. So much for avoiding her. How am l going to avoid someone who is supposed to be my shadow, my PA for crying out loud? I quickly take control of the kiss, detaching my lips from hers, and quickly bringing them to her neck. She moans softly, digging her nails into my hair when I suck at a particular spot on her neck.

"Ella" I groan her name softly under my breath. There was something familiar about this action of hers. It was identical to someone. I will never forget the action nor the feeling I get from it. The way she did it. I have heard those before, they were so familiar that it scared me. She was the only one who did it just like that.