The Wedding

Currently Asher was sitting in the lounge of the airport. He watched as his mother has gathered almost all her people.

He wondered if she was guarding against him or the people she was marrying him off to.

Regardless she's preparing for the wedding like it's the most precious trade of her entire life.

There were three private jets taking off this time.

He and his mother and her trusted people boarded one jet whereas the other two people were filled with her people.

After half an hour the plane took off and he closed his eyes to rest for the rest of the journey.

If not for Hope he would have bombed the entire airport taking everyone down with him. He doesn't want to live this shitty life anyway. This matter wouldn't have stretched to the wedding.

But here he is obediently following his mother for Hope's whereabouts.

What a fucking ridiculous situation.

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