Anastasia POV
After the meeting, he gave me tons of work to do.I had to arrange a meeting, book flights, and so many other things. All I did for the rest of the week was this exact routine.I worked extra hours every day but, I'm glad that it's finally over. I'm so exhausted, I'm glad it's the weekend.I have been wanting to go to a bar to clear my mind and get drunk off my ass.Once I had gotten home and taken a shower. I decided to wear ripped jeans with a black crop top and black heels and hit the bar.This time I took my other car. I know, I know what your thinking. Anastasia how many cars do you have?! Well, haha, ten, I know what your reaction is, You have ten cars?! Well, yeah, as I said, I love cars. I have a lot of money, so, I spend it on cars, also, I help the poor. I used to be in their position, I have been on the streets, so, I know the feeling, besides using my money only on cars? Why not donate some of it to the poor? 5I decided on taking one of my favorite cars, the Chevrolet Camaro.5I drove to the bar that I always go to. It was quite crowded tonight. I went to the bar and ordered a drink. I drank it down in one gulp. Ordering another one. After 4 drinks, I got into the mood and went to the dance floor.- Time skip -I have been dancing for two hours straight and I am very thirsty. I made my way over to the bar and the only open spot was next to this cute guy. I sat down and waved down the bartender, "Hi, can I please get a glass of whiskey?""Right away Miss," he said,"I never hear girls ordering whiskey around here," the cute guy said."I like the strong stuff," I told him."I can see that," he said chuckling. Cute."Of course you can,""So do you come here often?" he asked."Yeah, I do,""Wow, I can't believe I haven't noticed a girl as beautiful as you,""Cheesy much?" I said laughing."I know right?! I'm Jack and I'm actually gay."5"Haha, Hi Jack, I'm Anastasia, I'm straight but don't worry I'm an anti-homophobe," 17"I'm glad to hear that here is my number. I would like to hang some time 'cause you seem pretty cool but, I have to go, my boyfriend is waiting for me. Also, there is a guy in the corner of this room shooting daggers towards me. I think he is your boyfriend, anyways call me girl!" Jack says as he gets off the barstool"Sure thing," I say following his movements getting off the barstool. I gave him a kiss on the cheek and hugged him then he left. I wonder who's the guy that was shooting daggers at Jack?3I turned and looked at the corner and guess who I see? ego-guy-whose-name-I-still-don't-know is sitting there with two girls on his lap, staring at me. 19Whatever, I decided to ignore him and I went back onto the dance floor.While I was grinding against some guy, someone pulled me from my hand and took me upstairs, correction, dragged me upstairs. As we reached our destination. I finally knew who it was., Mr. Ego Guy, That"s what I'm gonna call him from now on, until I figure out his real name."What are you doing here Anastasia?" he asked coldly. 5"Um . . . partying?""I don't want to see you here,""Then leave," 39He sighed."Who was that guy Anastasia?" he asked."That's none of your damn business,""Listen here, Anastasia. You are mine. You always have been always will be, and I don't like seeing what's mine with someone else." 45" You can have two girls on your lap and I can't talk with a guy?" 2"Someone's jealous," he said. 26"Says the one getting possessive because I TALKED to a male! Listen here, big boy, no one owns me, you have no say in whatever I do outside of work. Got It?" I said, tapping on his forehead, I then walk awayAnastasia POVThe next morning I woke up with a terrible hangover but, I'm used to it. I got up, took a shower, ate breakfast, grabbed my gym bag, and went to the underground gym.I need to practice more, I haven't practiced in so long. I got into my range rover and drove over.I reached my destination and got out of my car whilst grabbing my gym bag. I went to the metal door and two guards were standing there, blocking the entrance,"Name," said one of them."Black Wind," I replied. I saw the color drain from there faces and they both gulped. I smirked. They then opened the door and they let me in. The gym was empty, good.I wrapped my hands up and started my workout.I started with my casual: 50 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, I climbed the rope, and then, went to the punching bag. I started punching over and over again until I couldn't feel my hands. My knuckles were bleeding and I was tired. But I kept on pushing myself to my
Anastasia POVToday is Monday and I am up ready for work but, my muscles hurt, I can barely move. I took a shower and got dressed, leaving my naturally curly hair to dry on its own.I got in my black Porsche 911 GT3 and drove to work. I got into the elevator right before it closed and I didn't even notice someone was in there."You know it's very impolite not greeting your boss Anastasia," he said making me jump from my place.God, I love the way my name rolls off off his tongue.What am I saying?"You still haven't greeted me, Anastasia, "he said snapping me out of my bubble."Good morning, 'boss', "I said through gritted teeth."Not good enough," he replied, I was going to ask him what he meant but, he grabbed my neck pressed me against the elevator wall and attacked my neck with his mouth. While he was kissing my neck, a moan escaped my lips. I bit my lip to prevent any other ones from escaping. 52"I lik
I woke up in a creepy room. I tried moving my hands but it's tied up. I can feel my knife in my bra. They didn't even bother checking me up to see if I have any weapons on me? +Stupid assesI dug my head into my chest trying to reach the knife. Thankfully I reached, yes, I am flexible. I picked it up with my mouth and threw it on the floor. Sliding it behind with my feet, and grabbed it with my hands, cutting the ropes off of my hands.It was pretty easy, since this isn't the first time I have been kidnapped, when you have lived eight years on the streets, you will get kidnapped, people will beat you up, and so on, I was in foster care as I remember but, it was horrible so I ran away, I ended up on the streets, I met some girls on the streets who ended up being the only people I trusted but that's a story for another time. 2Anyways, I finally got myself out of these ropes but, where am I? I should be silent and try escaping. I first check the wi
ANASTASIA'S POV:It has been 2 weeks.I haven't spoken to him. I decided to stop acting like a child, cause he probably had a reason to leave me and go talk to him. I'm still mad though , I know I know I have one hell of an attitude.So I got dressed in a very hot outfit. Cause you know you don't need a reason to look good. 1 Cause you know you don't need a reason to look good.Got my new car that I recently bought. I AM OBSESSED WITH CARS. You could probably tell that already. You could probably tell that already 22And I drove to his officeAnd I drove to his office.As I reached the building. I walked in like I owned the place,I felt confident, yes I was supposed to work here, and everyone thought of me as the shy new girl. Well too bad I'm done being nice, correction , pretending to be nice.Some even talked about me and pushed me around. Like after two days some blonds came up to my office and split
ANASTASIA'S POV Currently its 5 am.I woke up early to eat some breakfast and get ready.I prepared myself and some others who also have to wake up early to train some breakfast."good morning" I said as Pam got into the kitchen"good morning" I said as Pam got into the kitchen. "morning, your the newbie right?" "yeah, why?" "your fighting stance. It's just like bosses,why?" "when you have earned my trust I'll tell you" "I like you" she said. Just when the others Walked in with Mr mystery in them. "well well who did all this." said Mr ego. "I did" "hmm, why?" "because I joined the group, and knowing you, you guys are like I family I can tell. You all are relaxed around each other. All 6 of you. But the rest they are scared of you, so I'm guessing you built the mafia with them." I said looking at Luca.I said. You see, when you are a street fighter /assassin. You learn how to study pe
ANASTASIA'S POVHi, my name is Anastasia Black, let me tell you a little about myself. My parents died during a war between them and another mafia but, I don't remember anything since I was very young when it happened. 34I grew up on the streets without any food or shelter. Until one day this 16-year-old boy came and started teaching me street fighting. After a while we got pretty close, I had soon fallen in love with him. He taught me how to fight, so I could protect myself, we both got matching tattoos as a sign of our friendship but, suddenly the next day he disappeared. 23I felt heartbroken but, I was used to it. Even after that, I am still thankful I met him because I used my fighting skills and got into a street fighting underground and that's where I get my income to survive. Him teaching me how to fight advantaged me in money and protection.I've had many losses, I have scars that I learned
Anastasia POVHis piercing, icy blue eyes, were staring at me. Could it be him?It can't be, can it?Is it the new mystery hot guy from the underground? What am I saying? Hot? Seriously Anastasia?"Miss Black," he said taking me out of my gaze."Yeah?""Let's get to work, I don't have time to waste. If you are going to work for me, you're going to have to be quick and awake,""Okay, so bossy," I said in a low voice not wanting him to hear it."I heard that," he said,Shit"Next time you say something like that Miss Black, you'll get fired," he said as he turned around, signaling me to follow him, I rolled my eyes."You know Miss Black rolling your eyes at your new boss isn't very polite," 5That caused me to roll my eyes again."I dare you to roll your eyes at me one for time," he said as we entered the elevator. 14That's exactly what I did, I rolled my
ANASTASIA'S POV Currently its 5 am.I woke up early to eat some breakfast and get ready.I prepared myself and some others who also have to wake up early to train some breakfast."good morning" I said as Pam got into the kitchen"good morning" I said as Pam got into the kitchen. "morning, your the newbie right?" "yeah, why?" "your fighting stance. It's just like bosses,why?" "when you have earned my trust I'll tell you" "I like you" she said. Just when the others Walked in with Mr mystery in them. "well well who did all this." said Mr ego. "I did" "hmm, why?" "because I joined the group, and knowing you, you guys are like I family I can tell. You all are relaxed around each other. All 6 of you. But the rest they are scared of you, so I'm guessing you built the mafia with them." I said looking at Luca.I said. You see, when you are a street fighter /assassin. You learn how to study pe
ANASTASIA'S POV:It has been 2 weeks.I haven't spoken to him. I decided to stop acting like a child, cause he probably had a reason to leave me and go talk to him. I'm still mad though , I know I know I have one hell of an attitude.So I got dressed in a very hot outfit. Cause you know you don't need a reason to look good. 1 Cause you know you don't need a reason to look good.Got my new car that I recently bought. I AM OBSESSED WITH CARS. You could probably tell that already. You could probably tell that already 22And I drove to his officeAnd I drove to his office.As I reached the building. I walked in like I owned the place,I felt confident, yes I was supposed to work here, and everyone thought of me as the shy new girl. Well too bad I'm done being nice, correction , pretending to be nice.Some even talked about me and pushed me around. Like after two days some blonds came up to my office and split
I woke up in a creepy room. I tried moving my hands but it's tied up. I can feel my knife in my bra. They didn't even bother checking me up to see if I have any weapons on me? +Stupid assesI dug my head into my chest trying to reach the knife. Thankfully I reached, yes, I am flexible. I picked it up with my mouth and threw it on the floor. Sliding it behind with my feet, and grabbed it with my hands, cutting the ropes off of my hands.It was pretty easy, since this isn't the first time I have been kidnapped, when you have lived eight years on the streets, you will get kidnapped, people will beat you up, and so on, I was in foster care as I remember but, it was horrible so I ran away, I ended up on the streets, I met some girls on the streets who ended up being the only people I trusted but that's a story for another time. 2Anyways, I finally got myself out of these ropes but, where am I? I should be silent and try escaping. I first check the wi
Anastasia POVToday is Monday and I am up ready for work but, my muscles hurt, I can barely move. I took a shower and got dressed, leaving my naturally curly hair to dry on its own.I got in my black Porsche 911 GT3 and drove to work. I got into the elevator right before it closed and I didn't even notice someone was in there."You know it's very impolite not greeting your boss Anastasia," he said making me jump from my place.God, I love the way my name rolls off off his tongue.What am I saying?"You still haven't greeted me, Anastasia, "he said snapping me out of my bubble."Good morning, 'boss', "I said through gritted teeth."Not good enough," he replied, I was going to ask him what he meant but, he grabbed my neck pressed me against the elevator wall and attacked my neck with his mouth. While he was kissing my neck, a moan escaped my lips. I bit my lip to prevent any other ones from escaping. 52"I lik
Anastasia POVThe next morning I woke up with a terrible hangover but, I'm used to it. I got up, took a shower, ate breakfast, grabbed my gym bag, and went to the underground gym.I need to practice more, I haven't practiced in so long. I got into my range rover and drove over.I reached my destination and got out of my car whilst grabbing my gym bag. I went to the metal door and two guards were standing there, blocking the entrance,"Name," said one of them."Black Wind," I replied. I saw the color drain from there faces and they both gulped. I smirked. They then opened the door and they let me in. The gym was empty, good.I wrapped my hands up and started my workout.I started with my casual: 50 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, I climbed the rope, and then, went to the punching bag. I started punching over and over again until I couldn't feel my hands. My knuckles were bleeding and I was tired. But I kept on pushing myself to my
Anastasia POVAfter the meeting, he gave me tons of work to do.I had to arrange a meeting, book flights, and so many other things. All I did for the rest of the week was this exact routine.I worked extra hours every day but, I'm glad that it's finally over. I'm so exhausted, I'm glad it's the weekend.I have been wanting to go to a bar to clear my mind and get drunk off my ass.Once I had gotten home and taken a shower. I decided to wear ripped jeans with a black crop top and black heels and hit the bar.This time I took my other car. I know, I know what your thinking. Anastasia how many cars do you have?! Well, haha, ten, I know what your reaction is, You have ten cars?! Well, yeah, as I said, I love cars. I have a lot of money, so, I spend it on cars, also, I help the poor. I used to be in their position, I have been on the streets, so, I know the feeling, besides using my money only on cars? Why not donate some of it to the poor?
Anastasia POVHis piercing, icy blue eyes, were staring at me. Could it be him?It can't be, can it?Is it the new mystery hot guy from the underground? What am I saying? Hot? Seriously Anastasia?"Miss Black," he said taking me out of my gaze."Yeah?""Let's get to work, I don't have time to waste. If you are going to work for me, you're going to have to be quick and awake,""Okay, so bossy," I said in a low voice not wanting him to hear it."I heard that," he said,Shit"Next time you say something like that Miss Black, you'll get fired," he said as he turned around, signaling me to follow him, I rolled my eyes."You know Miss Black rolling your eyes at your new boss isn't very polite," 5That caused me to roll my eyes again."I dare you to roll your eyes at me one for time," he said as we entered the elevator. 14That's exactly what I did, I rolled my
ANASTASIA'S POVHi, my name is Anastasia Black, let me tell you a little about myself. My parents died during a war between them and another mafia but, I don't remember anything since I was very young when it happened. 34I grew up on the streets without any food or shelter. Until one day this 16-year-old boy came and started teaching me street fighting. After a while we got pretty close, I had soon fallen in love with him. He taught me how to fight, so I could protect myself, we both got matching tattoos as a sign of our friendship but, suddenly the next day he disappeared. 23I felt heartbroken but, I was used to it. Even after that, I am still thankful I met him because I used my fighting skills and got into a street fighting underground and that's where I get my income to survive. Him teaching me how to fight advantaged me in money and protection.I've had many losses, I have scars that I learned