Diana's white sedan came to an abrupt halt in front of Anastasia.
She has spent the entire night looking for Anastasia. She was worried and scared; she went through the footage of the club and saw Anastasia approach a man who took her away in his car, but since the distance was far, she couldn't make out the face of the man. She had to call Harold and tell him about what happened. Harold tried to keep her calm on the phone and told her he would take the next available flight and come, but Diana wasn't calm; she could sense the worry in Harold's voice. Would he be angry at her for taking Anastasia to the club? The thought made her heart skip a beat. She was only relieved when Anastasia called and asked her to come get her, but seeing Anastasia's haggard appearance now, all her worries surfaced again. âAnna! What happened to you?â Diana said getting out of the car and rushing towards her friend, who looked like she had been tortured. There were tiny bruises on her neck, shoulders, thighs, and even her exposed breasts; her short hair was messy too. âI'm fine; I'm just tired and need to rest,â Anastasia said, but added, âI will tell you everything later,â when she saw Diana was holding back from questioning her. Diana nodded and opened the door for Anastasia and said, âOkay, rest now; I will wake you once we get home.â Anastasia nodded and closed her eyes. ~~~ In the penthouse, Adrian groaned, pulling the pillow in his arms to him. âYou smell nice and soft, Simona,â he said, but his eyes shot open at the realization he was holding a pillow; Simona had left. âFuck, Simona?!â he exclaimed, sitting up, as memories of the previous night filled his mind. âFuck, he doesn't remember the last time he enjoyed sex like he did yesterday. But damn, it shouldn't have happened, and he was too excited and cummed inside her countless times. What if she tries something silly again? Knowing the number of times she tried to seduce him into sleeping with her when they were married,â he thought, pulling the blanket off to get off the bed, but his eyes fell on the blood stains on the bed. âWhat the hell? Is this one of Simona's tricks?â he said, looking at the dry blood stains. âThere is no way she was a virgin, right? Yes, she was very tight, and the way she bit him hard on the shoulder when he penetrated her? Damn it. She was still a virgin at 25,â he said with astonishment, his fingers stroking the spot that had a big patch of bloodstain. âSo he was her first,â he smirked happily at the revelation, but his smile ceased. âWhat am I even thinking? Even though it was her first, it was a mistake. I need to find her before she plans something stupid.â Adrian got out of bed and went to the bathroom to shower after calling his assistant and asking him to bring him a change of clothes. He had stopped coming to his penthouse for years now, since Helena left to study abroad. He never brought anyone there except Helena, but yesterday he brought Simona there. ~ A-LINE CORPORATIONS ~ A black Rolls Royce came to a screeching halt in front of the majestic building of A-line corporations. One of the security men opened the door for the CEO, who exited the car surrounded by his usual cold aura and walked into the building in long strides. Michael, Adrian's assistant, who was doubling as his chauffeur today, got out of the car and tossed the car key to the security man after getting his boss's items in the back seat and fast-walked to him, and they both got on the private elevator. âWelcome sir,â Linda, Adrian's secretary, greeted him when the elevator arrived on the CEO floor, and he walked out. Adrian nodded and headed for his office, followed by Michael and Linda. The moment Adrian sat on his chair, the memory of him kneeling down in front of a naked Simona and kissing her pussy flashed in his mind. âFuck,â he cursed, loosening his tie as he was feeling hot all of a sudden, and damn, he was hard. Michael and Linda shared a quick glance at their boss' attitude. Their boss was someone who put his appearance first, so seeing him loosening his tie was new to them. âSir, is there something I should get you? Or maybe increase the volume of the air conditioner?â Michael asked on seeing beads of sweat forming on his boss' forehead, both he and Linda looking at Adrian's face anticipating his answer. Adrian looked at the two faces in front of him, their heads almost hitting as they looked at him. âHow did he end up with these two idiots?' But he can't deny they were good at their work.â âI'm okay. Linda, I want you to get me the address of my wife,â Adrian said. He had remembered back at the hotel he didn't know where she lived. âYou mean your ex-wife, sir?â Linda asked, and if looks could kill? Linda herself knew where she would be right then, judging by her boss' dark expression directed at her. She nodded her head and said. âYour ex-wife it is.â and turn to leave the office. However, Adrian sat there, his heart and mind fighting. Linda's words, "ex-wife,â the term didn't sit well with him, but it was the truth. He sighed and said. âTerminate Sophia's contract and make sure she doesn't even get to work as a maid, and all the assets the company provided for her are to be seized.â âYes, sir,â Michael said and made his way to leave, and Linda entered the office with an espresso in one hand and piles of folders in the other. âYour espresso, sir,â she said, placing the mug of espresso in front of him. She arranged the piles of folders at the side and took out a brown folder, which she handed him. âThis is the madam's resume; it contains all her details. About your schedule today, you have three appointments..." Linda had not finished speaking when Adrian waved his hand dismissively, gesturing for her to leave the office. She nodded and walked out. Adrian looked at Simona's picture in the folder on opening it and remembered the first time he saw her; she walked into his office in a white skirt suit that ended at her knee; she had long hair back then and black heels. As professional as she was dressed that day, he had found her tempting for some reason. But he saw her diary by chance that she had come to the company to seduce him. So he hated her, and like the saying goes, keep your friend close but enemies closer. He kept her by his side for three years. He made things difficult for her; he always found problems with everything she did. He wanted to break her, but she never did. She was determined; she didn't even notice he had purposely been making things hard for her. There was a time he assigned one of the company IT to hack into her computer and delete the draft of a presentation that was due in an hour and the team had worked on for three weeks. He was surprised when Simona told him she had memorized it and could jolt down everything in forty minutes, and she did it in 35 minutes. He purposely leaked a line of fashion designs and blamed her since she was the only one who had access to it. But she was able to prove it was an imitation and not the original copy. So when his grandfather was stressing him about marriage and Helena wouldn't be back in the next two years, he decided to use her since she was the best candidate. But being called Mrs. Adams must have gotten to her head, so after failing to trap him into having sex with her, she told him she loved him; she must not remember since she was running a high fever that day and he had to take care of her. He wanted to use that as the opportunity to finally break her and also get rid of her. And it worked, or so he thinks? However, he enjoyed the few minutes she begged for a second chance, but he didn't spare her a glance. But that woman surprised him by proving she lied about her feelings for him and was only after his money like all other women. He was also surprised when he returned home in the morning and found out she had already left. He had heard it had started raining after he left, and she walked to the bus station in the cold rain. âCouldn't she at least wait till the rain stopped?â But he didn't care, so why was he thinking about her? What he has to do now is find her and make sure she takes the needed medication. Simona is cunning and can use the fact that he slept with her to her advantage. He stood up and made his way out of his office.Today, Simona Smith, a 25-year-old secretary at Annâs Fashion Empire who lived on the third door on the left on the tenth floor of her rented apartment, was home and didn't report to work due to a severe cold and sore throat. She was seated on her couch, clad in a duvet, hugging her knees while watching TV. Reaching for the hot ginger tea she has been sipping, she realized it had gone cold. She stood up to get another cup when her doorbell rang.âWho could it be?â She muttered to herself, putting the mug she was holding on the kitchen counter, and went to get the door. Simona opened the door and came face-to-face with the most handsome man she had ever seen. âHi, please, I'm looking for Miss Simona Smith,â Michael said, in his professional tone as he took in the appearance of the beautiful woman with a red nose standing in front of him blushing. He realized she must be having a cold with her red nose. But her blushingâwas it for him? Simona, who was blushing fiercely, tucked her hai
Three hours earlier, Adrian exited his car and strolled into the company with a furious look on his face, exuding a menacing aura that made the employees in the reception instinctively shrink back in fear. On stepping inside the elevator, Adrian shoved his trembling, clenched fists into his pockets, struggling to keep his anger and mostly his frustration under control. Each breath he took was a battle. He had thought he would see Simona, or whatever her name is; he wanted to see her, but instead, he found only the chilling void of her absence, as if she had never existed at all. With a surge of emotion, he pulled his hand out and punched the unyielding metallic wall of the elevator, a guttural and exasperated groan escaping his lips. "How dare you, Simona!" he shouted, delivering another blow, his knuckles hurting and staining red against the metallic surface. âSir, please, calmââ Michael began, standing nervously behind his boss, but his voice faltered under the weight of Adrian
Warning: The chapter contains scenes of violence, murder, and blood and may not be suitable for all readers. If you are easily triggered by any of these subjects, it is recommended that you skip them and refrain from reading ahead for your mental health. (Read at your own risk.)~~~A few hours earlier, in the enormous bedroom of a mansion located in a different country, Helena sat on the bed with a worried look on her face, holding a phone to her ear, but once again, there was no answer to her call. At that moment, her phone began to ring, and she answered.âWhat did you find?ââI found out that he spent the night in his penthouse with his wife, I mean his ex-wife,â the person on the line reported. Helena's hand clenched into a fist as she tried to suppress the rage burning inside her and asked impatiently.âWhat else did you find?ââThe woman left early, and judging from her appearance, they had sex.ââaaahhh!â Helena screamed and hung up the call, tossing the phone away angrily.Mr
~ One month later ~ âMiss Moore, I suggest you take a break now; it's a few minutes past midnight. You didn't go home yesterday either; I'm worried; you lied to your dad about staying in a hotel when you're working.â Patrick scolded."Okay, fine,â Annastasia said, finally giving up, unable to take more of Patrick's scolding. She thought she had her dad off her back, but Patrick was worse than her dad. Turning around, Anastasia saw Simona fast asleep on her desk, and she sighed. She has been immersed in completing her draft sample; she ignored her employees' feelings. She walked over to Simona and patted her on the shoulder.âMadam!â Simona said, standing up abruptly. Anastasia smiled and said, "Pack up; I will drop you off."âThank you for your kindness, madam, but I will get a cab.â Simona said, and Anastasia raised an eyebrow at her. âOkay, I will get my bag.â Anastasia smiled and bent over to get her bag, but was hit with a sudden dizziness. She tried to support herself by grabbi
The door to Chairman Adams' private ward opened, and Adrian walked in, followed by Michael. Chairman Adams, who had been browsing through his phone with a wide grin on his face, expression quickly switched to a startled one as he tried to hide his device. However, he gave up, knowing his grandson had already seen through his facade.âWhat?â Chairman Adams asked half-defensively.âGrandfather, please tell me youâre not pretending to be ill again,â Adrian said, frowning deeply.âYes, I am. I wanted to see my grandson. Have you forgotten that I have two grandsons?â Chairman Adams replied in a grumpy tone. Adrian pinched the bridge of his nose and shut his eyes, trying to calm himself. âGrandfather, it has been ten yearsâten fucking long years. Please try to forget about him! He himself said he wouldnât be coming back, and we should forget about him. Why wonât you grant him his wish?â Adrian said, frustration evident in his voice. He was exhausted by his grandfather's constant troubles.
Adrian's car came to a screeching halt in his driveway. He got out of the car, slamming the door shut as he circled it and opened Anna's side of the door. However, Anna, being the spoiled brat, looked away from him angrily, her lips pulled int a pout, and she crossed her arms over her chest. Adrian smirked; he leaned in and unfastened her seatbelt as he deliberately brushed his nose on her cheek, letting out a haggard breath. Anna's heart skipped a beat as goosebumps erupted on her skin, feeling Adrian's warm breath fan her face. Just then, she felt herself being lifted, and she reflexively wrapped her arms around his neck. She remained quiet, her heart racing as Adrian made his way into the house. The moment they entered the bedroom, Anna trembled, feeling a sudden chill down her spine. She looked up to find Adrian staring down at her with a dark venomous glare. He walked to the bed and sat her on it. Without saying a word, he turned, walking into the closest. Immediately the clo
Adrian, after exiting the bedroom, went to the kitchen and instructed the maids to prepare something soft for Anna; he had heard her stomach rumbling on their way to his house. He made his way toward the living room, and just then his phone began to ring again. He pulled it out and saw it was Michael calling.âWhat is it?â âSir, I just noticed an email that arrived this morning. After four long years, Iris has finally replied to us. She mentioned that she will be at the company by noon to discuss the details of our endorsement.â âThat's great; make arrangements for her arrival; Iâll be there shortly.â With that, he ended the call and tucked the phone into his pocket, a renewed sense of urgency propelling within him as he strode out, forgetting about Anna being cuffed to his bed.~~~ Adams corp. ~~~A-line corporation.It was a few minutes past noon when Michael and Linda, who were waiting in front of the company to welcome Iris, New York's most renowned fashion designer, exchanged g
Back in Adrianâs home, the maid, after cooking the meal, went up and found Anna cuffed to the bed. âOh, Mrs. Adams.â She exclaimed softly as she placed the tray on the table and approached her, reaching for the cuff, but it was locked. âIt won't open; I already tried. Why don't you check with the gardener? One of his tools might be able to break it,â Anna suggested, and she nodded and excused herself. A few minutes later, she came back with the gardener, and the chain was successfully broken, leaving the bracelets around her wrist. âThank you, Thomas, Felicia,â Anna thanked them with a warm smile. âYou are welcome, madam,â they said simultaneously. Thomas excused himself and left. "Come, madam, please eat something; the boss specifically asked me to prepare this for you.â Anna forced a smile and replied, "Thank you." Anna had just finished her meal when her phone started ringing. She stood up and got it from the bed and checked the ID; it was Patrick. âHello, Patrick.â
âNo, Aiden, don't come near me! I need my own room!â She yelled, determination in her voice. âAnna, is there something I should know?â Aiden couldn't help but ask, seeing Anna's pale expression. "Nothing; I just need a separate room,â Anna said, and Aiden approached her. Stopping in front of her, he gently cupped her cheek and said, âIf you are worried I will have sex with you, do not worry, I won't do anything you're uncomfortable with.â But Anna shook her head, her eyes moistening as she cried out. âI'm not worried about you; it's myself I'm scared of. I'm horny!â Anna's hand shot to her mouth, realizing what she had just said. Aiden smiled and questioned, âWhat's wrong with that?â âEverything is. I'm not sure what I feel towards you; I'm confused, and I don't want to do something I will later regret,â Anna confessed. âWould you allow Adrian to have sex with you if he were the one here instead of me?â Aiden asked, and Anna's answer was prompt with hesitation; she replied, âO
âHome, Anna. This is where you belong, with me." Aiden said, his voice menacing; he smiled and added, âWelcome home, my love.â Anna blinked, her lashes fluttering as she looked at Aiden like he had grown two heads just as the words, âWhat⊠what?!â slipped from her lips when Aiden's statement registered in her head. âYou are joking, right?â Aiden looked at Anna's face with a perplexed expression as he demanded, âWhy would I joke about that? I meant every word I said, Anna. From tonight, this will be your home.â Aiden said, cupping her cheek, as he muttered, âI love you, Anna, and I'm not taking any chances. Come, let's go inside.â Aiden said, taking Anna's hand, but she recoiled from his touch and exclaimed, her voice trembling with emotions, âI want to go home; I don't want to stay here with you.â Aiden's heart wavered at her troubled expression. However, after being a mafia for five years, he realized if you desire something, you take it by force. âAnna, please, just come in; yo
âDid you miss me?ââAdrian? What⊠are you doing?â Anna stuttered, taking slow steps backward when Adrian began to stalk toward her.âI miss you, and I just want to spend some quality time with you." Adrian declared and demanded, "Tell me you feel the same." âAdrian, I... you are scaring me. This is the women's restroom; why are you here? Did you come to spy on women?â Anna asked, and Adrian frowned, his heart constricting from the pain of her words. How could she even think that of him? He wasn't a freak, and he would never stoop so low. Even though he was hurt, he forced a laugh and asked, hurt apparent in his eyes, âIs that what you think of me?â Anna shook her head, seeing the pain in his eyes. She had wanted to say something to distract him; she didn't intend to hurt or insult him.âNo, but I was curious. Why are you here?â Adrian's hands launched forward, seizing her by the shoulder as he demanded, his voice husky.âDo you love him?ââAdrian, let go of me!â Anna exclaimed.âNo,
It was a few minutes past 8 p.m. when Patrick made his way out of his office, but he frowned when he saw the light coming from Anna's office. He approached, and there she was, still working. He knocked on the door, and she asked him to enter. âWhy are you still here?â Anna asked him, and he responded curtly. âI should be asking you that. Why are you here?â âI just thought I could finish. It is left with..." Anna was saying, but Patrick cut her off. âLet's go. I will take you home, and that's final.â Anna didn't even try to object to Patrick, since he had decided nothing she said would be taken seriously by him, that anything that involves her well-being. But her words are finally, when it has to do with the company. Anna closed her laptop and reached for her bag. She circled her desk as Patrick made an after-you gesture with his hand; she smiled and took the lead. ~~~ Trying to lighten up the mood from the suffocating silence in the car, Patrick turned on the radio. However, the
Adrian was in his car waiting for the traffic light when his gaze moved to the car beside his car. His heart skipped a frantic beat when he saw Anna in the car. Her eyes were closed as she rested. âAnnaâŠâ he muttered softly as he watched her through the tinted window of his car. He only snapped out of his trance when the car she was in drove off and the horns of other cars sounded from behind him. He stepped on the accelerator and began to follow the car, making sure he kept a safe distance from her. After tailing her for almost 30 minutes, he saw the car take a turn, and he slowly approached the turn. However, he stopped his car the moment he turned and saw Aiden walking toward the car and knocking on it. With his body trembling with anger, he watched as Anna got out and began speaking to Aiden. But then she kissed him. She fucking kissed Aiden. Tears fell down his face as he reached to open the door and go there and beat the hell out of Aiden for touching what was his! But he sto
âIsn't that your jerk ex-husband?â Diana asked, looking at the man she believed to be Adrian. âAdrianâŠâ Anna drawled, her forehead creasing with confusion. âHow did Adrian find me?â But Anna shook her head, seeing the tattoos visible on the man's exposed chest, giving him a dangerous aura. âNo, that's Aiden, my ex-husband's twin brother and the one I fell in love with.â Just as Aiden turned towards their approaching car, she flattened the seat, lying flat, intending to hide, but Aiden smiled, approached Anna's side of the car window, and gently knocked on it when the car came to a stop near him. Anna turned to find him looking at her with an arrogant grin plastered on his face, and she rolled her eyes, frowning at his expression. 'How dare he? After abandoning her, how dare he show his face to her twice in a single day?â âWon't you speak to him?â Diana asked, and Anna abruptly sat up, her lips pulled into a pout, and she opened the door, purposely hitting Aiden. The corner of Aid
Diana woke up to Harold's manly scent infiltrating her nostrils, and his firm arms wrapped around her as he held her to his chest; a profound smile appeared on her lips, but then she recalled the reason why they made love the previous night.She found out her parents had arranged her marriage when she visited them. That's why she started kissing Harold the moment she returned and saw him in the living room. âGood morning, my love,â Harold said, pulling Diana out of her thoughts. She looked up and smiled, not realizing there were tears in her eyes. âMy love, why are you crying?â Harold asked, cupping her cheek; she hit his hand away angrily and sat up. Harold sat up and wrapped his arms around her from behind and demanded softly.âWas I too rough? Did I hurt you?â Diana shook her head and replied,âNo, I'm sorry I lost it. I know I'm not supposed to be mad at you, but it hurts.â âI'm sorry, love, I will prepare you a hot bath and then apply some ointment.ââNo, I'm fine. My parents a
âAnna?â Aiden muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. Surprise visible on his face as he looked at Anna standing at the entrance, rising to his feet, he walked toward her, pausing behind Adrian. âAnna? What are you doing here?â he inquired, his voice filled with confusion. Anna, glancing at Adrian's face, tilted her head to the side and peered over his shoulder, her eyes widening in disbelief as she spotted another Adrian standing there, his gaze now locked on her. âWhat is happening?â Anna whispered, her voice barely above a breath as her knees buckled, She turned slowly, curiosity etching her features as she faced Adrian, who stood with an air of unease in front of her. âMeet my twin brother, Aiden,â Adrian began, noticing the confusion on Anna's face as she looked between the two of them, her brow furrowed in confusion. âHe's actually Adrian, and I'm Aiden,â Adrian added. âWhat are you saying...?â Anna's voice trailed off, disbelief lacing her tone. âAnna? What are you doin
Adrian looked up at Anna's face when she moaned and was surprised to find her looking down at his erect dick. He felt blood rush through his veins as his dick jerked up. Without wasting time, he approached Anna and swiftly lifted her by the waist, and she wrapped her legs around him in anticipation. He pinned her to the wall, his hand reaching for his hard dick as he plunged it into her. âAaah!â Anna moaned, her lips parted as she rested her forehead against Adrian's, as she wrapped her hands around his neck. Adrian grunted, his breath ragged as his grip on Anna tightened and he began thrusting into her sweet pussy deliciously. âSo good, faster please!â Anna moaned loudly, feeling her orgasm already coursing through her. âYour wish is my command!â Adrian groaned hoarsely as he increased his pace. Thrusting faster and deeper. âFuck, fuck, Adrian I'm cummingâŠ!!â Anna cried, her body trembling and tense as she felt weak. She tightened her grasp on Adrian. âSpoil me, Anna. Cum on my