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
Anastasia’s POV“Ordering Jim around was fun, it just gives me a sense of happiness, like he loves me enough to do what I want” I tell myself and smile.Jim goes downstairs to drop the tray like I told him to, and I decide to take out my phone from my bag.I tap on my screen and open the phone.Opening it, I see Stewart’s chat displayed on my screen, and I can’t help but wonder when I opened the chat.“Was it Jim? Is it that he doesn’t trust me?” I ask myself and I could feel anger rising in my chest and my face clearly revealing how disgusted I am with his behavior.“Why is he so goddamn insecure?” I whisper yell, not wanting to attract Jonathan’s attention.Just at the right moment, Jim opens the door and I could see him read the expression on my face“What’s wrong Anastasia?” He asks me like he doesn’t know what he did wrong.“Did you go through my phone? Hell yes, you went through my phone. Why Jim?” Annoyance evident in my voice.“Maybe you shouldn’t have lied about Him, Anastasi
“I told this bitch to stop playing pranks on me with all her uncalled bullshit. I’m finally happy with my life, so why can’t she accept it” I say to myself.I ignore the message and go ahead to continue trying out my new fit.“This looks so cute” I say to myself after putting on the plain black jeans.I walk out of the change room and look for Jim before finally seeing him in the joggers section.“Hey baby, take a look at this”“Damn! My girl is sexy” he hypes and I smile.I go back in to change to the baggy jeans. It has a perfect fit and it defines my curves.“I love your body, babe, and I love the fitting that the trousers gives you. It defines every bit of your curve and damn it’s tempting. You look good my girl” he tells me, pulling me into a hug and places his hands on my butt.“Thank you” I say shyly, hiding my face in his chest and I could feel his heartbeat. It’s calming.Everything about him is calming, and I wish I could stay there longer, but he pulls me out of his chest.
“You have a message” I tell himHe quickly grabs his phone and as it lights up, indicating that he has seen the message, his face shows no expression, and it only leaves me wondering if it's Jessica that picked me on the day of the ball.“Is everything okay?” I ask him, deciding not to bring up the topic of Jessica.“Yes” he says, turning his face towards me, placing his palm on my covered lap and giving it a little squeeze.“It’s really nothing to worry about” he assures me and I brush it off.The man passes our order to Jim, and I mouth a “Thank You”.I carefully place the food on the laps and wait.“How about we go to my spot, and then we can have a mini picnic”“That’s okayyy” I cheer in excitement.“You’ve been really excited lately, anything fun happening in your life?” He asks.“Well yeah, you!” I smile, proud of my flirty line.“Girl, ain’t no way you were trying to flirt with me. Little wonder you haven’t got any man before me” he says in a duh tone.“Fuck you Jim” I giggle a
Jim's POV.“I promised to kill all the memories. But does killing the memories also entail not talking about it with my girl?” I contemplate my thoughts.“Anastasia I want to tell you something” I tell her and the expression on her face says that she’s been waiting for me to tell her somethingBut a call rudely interrupts my confession.I look at my phone and it reads “Mr. Michael”I try to hide the name from Anastasia, but I think she already saw it.I don’t want her to suspect anything.I decide to ignore the call“That’s my contractor” I lie“Oh, what are you building?”I knew telling her that was going to prompt questions, but it’s better than telling her the truth.“Nothing serious” I blurt out when nothing else seemed to work.“Well then that’s fine, I guess. You were about to say something”.“Don’t worry about it.”“Let’s head back, I want to grab some groceries and head home”“Okay princess” I tell her, and we get into the car.While I’m driving, my thoughts are conflicting, a