Jim’s POV“Not again man! What is it this time?” Jonathan asks calmly, ignoring the picture I’m throwing in his face.“Why do you still have this picture? The picture of you and her?”“Jim, don’t overreact okay?, that envelope has been there for a while, and I’ve not had the chance to clear it out. It’s really nothing if I still have the picture, you know. I don’t even know where she is man, I have no connection with her”.“But I hoped you were going to kill all the memories of her after what had happened” I say calmly, surprising myself and surprising Jonathan“I’m sorry, man, but I loved her too. I can’t just throw everything anyway, Jim. You need to understand that even though I respect you as my brother, I can’t always make things happen the way you want them to”.“I get it” is all I say as Jonathan parks the car in front of the house and hands over the key to Nicholas to park in the garage.“Aren’t you going to ask about Anastasia and how everything went with her” Jonathan asks,
“Umm hey” I say, trying as much as possible to remain calm“Yes?” The girl who I presume to be Anastasia’s roommate replies.“Can I have her number? I need to call her to make sure she’s okay” I plead.“How can you not have her number yet you both have been going out for quite a while,” she tells me sternly.“I’m sorry” I reply, quite taken aback by her behavior. Maybe she doesn’t know I am a billionaire.“I’m calling her anyway since you didn’t care enough to have her mobile number”She searches for Anastasia’s name on her call log and clicks on her name immediately she finds it. The phone rings for a while and then disconnects.“She better be okay, young man. She better be okay” Anastasia’s roommate warns me.“She is okay. I know she is okay. But can you please give me a vivid description of what the person who came to pick her up looks like?” I ask in hopes of getting her to talk.“She was blonde and slim, average height, she had glasses on. It looked medicated. And she wore a long
“What do you mean, fuck this ball? I want to meet with your coworkers, or don’t you want them to know me? Are you ashamed of me?”“Anastasia, let’s get you out of here” is all he says, and I push his hands away when they try to hold me steady“So you’re ashamed of me, huh?” I ask.“No, I am not. That’s why I want to ditch this ball to be with you tonight. Don’t you want to be with me tonight?” He asks me.“Of course I do” I say, and he places his hands at the small of my waist and I place a kiss on his lips, clearly ignoring my surroundings“I don’t think you would want to do that out here princess” he smiles at me“You’re sexy” is all I say as I try to make my steps steady, taking into cognizance my surroundings.“I hope I didn’t mess up back there” I tell him when I get into the car“Don’t worry about it princess” he says, and I pull his head in for a kissThe kiss is hungry as I bite on his lower lips and he moans. His tongue seeks entrance into my mouth, and I grant it. I suck on
Jim's POVIt takes courage and a lot more than that to get the words out of my mouth.After what happened in my past. It has always been hard for me to open up to a girl. But look at me laughing out my ribs when I'm with her.She gives me butterflies and I can't stop but imagine what life without her would look like. I want to be with her. She makes me so happy, and I know It's selfish to want her for just myself, but I do. I want her to be beside me every day of the week and every second of every minute. So I guess it is only right to let her know how I feel.“Will you be my girl” I say, not expecting the words to leave my mouth, but it does anyway, and I don't regret it. I anticipate her answer, and it only makes me nervous.“I need an answer, princess” I tell her when she doesn't give me a reply. She looks worried, like she's contemplating if she wants to be with me.“Jim” she says“Princess” I say, satisfied with the nickname because she does look like a princess and deserves to b
Anastasia’s POV“You need to come home now” he reads out loud and my intestines clench“Receiving that type of message has never been good” I tell him“Want to call, to find out what’s wrong?” He asks me.“No, I don’t want to do that. I need to go home”.“Let me drive you”“Okay” I mutter as different thoughts of what could have gone wrong cluster in my head.“Everything will be alright” Jim says to me as he goes further to place a kiss on my forehead.“Thank you” I mutter.“Here, wear this” he says, handing me a simple gown and I smile appreciating his effort, not even thinking about when or how he got the gown. I put it on, and he wears his shorts and a T-shirt.When we’re both ready, he holds my hands and guides me down the stairs, into the corridor and out of the hotel.I pause for a bit for fresh air. It seems I was suffocating mentally and I needed the air.“Are you okay?” He asks. Sincerity in his voice.“Yes I am” I reply“Let’s get going,” he says, grabbing me by my hands and
“Anastasia” he calls me again when I go quiet“I’m sorry Stewart,” I say, removing my hands that were placed in his.“I’m sorry, Stewart. I can’t do this” I add, standing up and packing my sheets from the floor.“Anastasia, please wait” he pleads, and I stop in my tracks not bothering to take a glance at him“You don’t get to do that Stewart. You disappeared for a long time. You didn’t even reply to my text. You ghosted me, Stewart. And frankly speaking, I don’t even feel the same cause I took you as family. But maybe I shouldn’t have” I state, not caring if I was overreacting“Stasia”“I have a boyfriend anyway” I add before walking away, and I heard him sigh.Getting into my room, I bang the door and a tear falls freely down my face. A tear I didn’t even know I was holding.I lay in bed and slowly but gradually, I fall asleep.I wake up to a continuous knock on my door and I sigh“Who is that?” I asked, annoyed.“Stewart left at night, Anastasia, do you know where he went to?” Kendr
“Who is who?" I am surprised by Jim's sudden change in behavior.“Don't dare me Princess” he says, holding my wrist firmly that it hurts“You're hurting me Jim” I tell him“Who is he, Anastasia?” He questions.“Who” I yell and Jonathan comes into the room.He releases my hands from Jim and takes me out of the room, holding my hands.“Are you okay?” He asks me when we're in another room that I assume to be his.“Yes I am” I say rubbing my wrists, “why did he act like that?”“Jim is very possessive, and possessive people do not like sharing what's theirs” he tells me, taking my hands into his and applies an ointment on it.“But he was hurting me” I whimper when Jonathan presses hard on my wrist.“I'm certain he didn't mean to” he tells me blowing my wrists and I let out a sigh.“Is he always like this?” I ask Jonathan.“Only when it comes to someone he loves… Just give him a little time”“Okay” I sighHe sits me down on the bed before leaving the room.I hear shouts and I squeeze myself
I stare at her as she sleeps peacefully, and it kills every aggressive thought in me. I lay in bed with her and I stare at her face, tucking a strand of hair that falls loosely on her face behind her ears.“You’re my girl and mine alone” I tell her even though she’s sleeping and place a kiss on her forehead.“Mm mm” she says smiling and gradually opens her eyes.“You’re awake” I say, stating the obvious.“Yeah, cause you couldn’t let me sleep in peace. And how long have you been staring at me?”“Long enough to realize that I wouldn’t want to lose this beautiful face to anyone else” I say“I promise you won’t” and her words ease me.“I love you princess Anastasia” I smile, kissing her forehead continuously, and she lets out a giggle.“Can I have some food now?” she questions, smiling like a baby.“Of course, princess, you can. Now let’s get you downstairs”.“I want to have it here instead. In your room, on your bed and with you” she whines.“Alright, fine! After eating, then we can go