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Last Updated : 2025-03-02
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It's a contract of lies. And a bloody fucking war. To stop a war, I'm being forced to marry my sworn enemy. Damien Vincenzo is everything hell is. A brutal, domineering, monster with a body built to kill. And now. I belong to him. But one thing I won't ever give him will be my heart. We were a match made in hell. And "Till death do us apart." might be the perfect word to describe this situation but it won't even be enough. It's not supposed to be real. It's not. And one thing I'm sure of is that, I'm out to destroy him just like he did to me. He stole my life, my breath, my entire existence. My name is Anastasia Zhukov and I'm a thief. One that's not after wealth, but lives. His life. _ _ _ Book 1: Anastasia & Damien. Book 2: Isabella & Claud. Book 3: Teal & Vittorio. T.W: non-con, dub-con, CNC(consensual nonconsent), BDSM, age-gap, ch*cking, forbidden love, explicit content, sadomasochism.
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GOOD SINÂ Â Â T W E N T Y
â˘The next day⢠~ DAMIEN ~I instinctively check my Rolex.It's 4:30 pm. Anastasia should be on her way by now.I lean back into the couch, my eyes on my laptop's screen, waiting for the red bars to tip off so I can enter the market.Suddenly, I can feel my phone vibrating. I groaned, knowing I'd forgotten to put it on silent after Vittorio told me he would get back to me.I lean forward and slip it towards me with a groan. My mouth parts as I see the name of the caller.It's Yumi.Yumi Nakahara, the first twin of the shadow sisters.I let it ring for a few more seconds before I pick it up and lean into the couch.âHi Dami, Are you around?âI raise an eyebrow in confusion. âI'm around, what?ââWell, I realised I won't be free tomorrow for the meeting so I'd rescheduled it to today. I'm about to take the elevator right now.â âHuh? Yumi, waitââBut the line goes dead.Who the hell visits someone's house without informing them prior to the date?And yes, I'd spoken with the shadow siste
Last Updated : 2025-03-02GOOD SINÂ Â Â N I N E T E E N
~ ANASTATIA ~Even when I heard him calling my name with his dark voice.I didn't stop.When I hear him growl.I refused to stop.When he storms after me.I didn't.But I had no choice but to stop as I entered the elevator, willing it to start moving. And luck was not on my side as Damien storms through the slowly closing door of the elevator, huffing and panting.I know his ego was bruised. Afterall, I just refused him in front of his orgy mates so yeah.âWhy didn't you wait?â He asks panting.âJust leave me alone Damien. I already have a bad day. Don't add to it please.â âAnaâââHey,â I interrupt him, holding my palm upwards. âYou don't have to act like a dick all the time. Your dickiness had already worsened since that time at your family house. I'm tiââHowever, he interrupts me by pushing me flush against his chest. I gasp as my forehead meets his hard chest, my heart thumping in my chest.He pulls my hair painfully as he tilts my head upwards before his lips slams to mine and I
Last Updated : 2025-03-01GOOD SINÂ Â Â E I G H T E E N
~ ANASTATIA ~Fuck.I'd overslept.When I woke up, Damien was standing before the floor to ceiling mirror, adjusting his cufflinks. I throw the covers away and plant my feet to the ground, shooting his back a glare as I rearrange the pillow I'd arranged between us - talk about Damien's influence.âWhy didn't you wake me up?â I ask with a huff.He glances at me over his shoulder, adjusting his cufflinks. âI don't remember getting a nanny job.â Okay, fuck you.I say nothing as I brush past him to the bathroom but not before checking my phone. I'm super duper late. The thought of Prof. Saunders unleashing hell on me makes me chuckle in self pity as I splash my face with water, trying to jolt myself fully awake.But that's it.It didn't work. Or, it worked but didn't really work like I'd wanted. That's one of the disadvantages of pulling an all nighter, now I need coffee to fully start my day.I glare at my reflection in the mirror, flossing my mouth as I pat my hair which looks like a b
Last Updated : 2025-03-01GOOD SINÂ Â Â S E V E N T E E N
~ ANASTATIA ~I don't wish anyone close to me to be involved in a teaching profession because the way I've cussed Prof. Saunders today needs to be checked. I force on another smile, waiting impatiently for the zoom meeting to end so I can go rest my hot head in a refrigerator or move to fucking Antarctica or something.Okay okay, that's an exaggeration.Heaven finally hears my voice when she gives her closing speech which I wasn't even really listening to. My ears perk up, watching as her lips move, her glasses resting as the bridge of her nose.âMeet me in my office tomorrow, Zhukov. I can't cover everything online.âLiar.But I nod, forcing on a smile as she cuts the call. âYou abso-fucking-lutely can gosh!â I scream, pushing my Mac away and throwing the pillows everywhere. Looks like my mafia princess privilege got nothing on the old woman. But well, if she focuses on giving me too many online classes without me physically attending her class, it will bring me to the spotlight, o
Last Updated : 2025-02-28GOOD SINÂ Â Â S I X T E E N
~ DAMIEN ~I should be tired of Anastatiaâ antics. But I'm not only tired. I'm so fucking annoyed.She said I'd done something wrong to her at high school and Vittorio even confirmed it but I can't remember shit. The accident fucked me up real good.Maybe this is the universe's way of getting back at me afterall, Karma is a bitch.I move away from the door and turn back to the lounge area while pulling my jacket. Then, I fold it and pick up my phone, after placing the folded jacket on the couch, dialing Vittorio's phone.âHey man. SoâââWhat's the big deal about? How did he get to the rooftop without anyone seeing him?â I ask, going straight to the point as I move to sit on one of the white couches, legs crossed.âSweet talking. Trust Enzo for always having a sweet mouth. And the cameras were bad too.âSomeone must have tampered with it.I sigh, my anger increasing. âHe was on the rooftop.ââDoing what?â Vittorio asks, confusion evident in his voice.âHe almost pushed Anastatia to de
Last Updated : 2025-02-27GOOD SINÂ Â Â F I F T E E N
~ DAMIEN ~Why am I angry?To be honest, I don't know the reason.Was it because Enzo managed to escape the dungeon right under Vittorio's fucking nose?I said that boy is useless. He thinks with his muscles instead of his head.Or was it because he dared hurt what's mine?Or, bothâŚâIs heâŚâ I stop myself from asking if he's dead. Knowing Dimitra, she would have killed him.So, I just fix my gaze on the hot angry stuff standing before me in the gown I'd specially picked for her and holy hell, heaven knows how bad I want to rip off her cloth and finish what we started that night.Her anger turns me on.But I push my feelings aside and step closer to her. I grab her hands which she'd yanked awayâAre you okay?â I ask, my voice coming out breathy.Her eyes flickers to my lips, speechless for a while before her countenance changed back to anger. She yanks her hand away again and folds it across her chest.âOf course I am.ââSo sorry about that.â I say to her and turn to Dimitra. âAnd you,
Last Updated : 2025-02-27GOOD SINÂ Â Â F O U R T E E N
~ ANASTASIA ~âAnastasia Zhukov?â The unfamiliar man asks and I shrug casually but warily. I turn fully to him, leaning against the edge.âYes. That's me? Do I know you?âHe steps away from where I believe he was hiding and I assess him. Black shirt. Black pants. Loafers. Bald. Big. Scary. I can't get his eyes colour but he looks⌠bland at most.And almost scary.Probably one of the Casa Vicenzo member. But for him to be here at this time, he must be a core one.He chuckles as if sensing me assessing him and he steps forward until he's standing just a few feet away from me.âSuch an interesting little thing.â He says with a chuckle.I said nothing, the gears in my head turning while I try to think. I can smell trouble.âDo you perhaps know me?â He finally asks after a long wave of silence that feels like eternity.I stylishly move away from him, watching as he leans against the low wall of the rooftop which reached just a little above his waist.âNo I don't. You don't have a type of
Last Updated : 2025-02-24GOOD SINÂ Â Â T H I R T E E N
~ ANASTASIA ~ Then I catch myself. I shrug casually as I pull my hand away from Isabella's grip.âI'm not playing any games.â I try to say but my words sound like a slur even to my own ears.âWhat happened with the butler?ââNone of your concern. And you too, what happened with the waiter?â I ask, liquid courage flowing in my veins as I step closer to him.Damien's eyes narrows.âHow dare you order him not to give me what I want?ââI told you quite clearly âââIt still hasn't dawn on you that you don't own me right?âHis eyes flare and I smile internally in triumph but it was short-lived as his hand latches to my wrist and he grips it tightly. I can feel my insides boil. Not in anger but in something more dangerous. Desire.How can something as simple as a touch turn me on?âLike hell I don't. You are my wife.â He says, gritting his teeth. I roll me eyes. âRoomies.â I quote. âOr should I say housies? Do I need to remind you that we don't even share the same bed?â I ask in a whispe
Last Updated : 2025-02-24GOOD SINÂ Â Â T W E L V E
~ ANASTASIA ~ I step deeper into the large household, mentally rolling my eyes as an old man in white and black butler outfit after speaking with Damien walks towards me. âGood evening, Mrs Vicenââ âMs. Zhukov.â I correct. He frowns in puzzlement. âI'm keeping my maiden name.â I say, the words sounding like a lie even to my own ears. He nods stiffly. âVery good ma'am. Shall I excort you to theââ âOh no, thanks a bunch, but I can manage.â I wonder what that bastard was thinking. Does he think I need a babysitter or something? I watch as he stands stiffly before me. He spares Damien's retreating back a glance and turns back to me. âAllow me toââ âWhere's the way to the bathroom?â I ask, cutting him off. He nods in satisfaction and points to his left. âThat way, then turn left and walk downwards, you will see the sign on the door.â I nod, forcing a smile. At least, he won't follow me to the bathroom. I spare him one last glance before making my way to the direction he'd giv
Last Updated : 2025-01-15
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~ ANASTASIA ~ The first time I saw him, I was eight years old. He was the boy who'd made my life a misery, the one who'd taken pleasure in my pain. If there's anything like hate from afar, it would be me to him. But I think I should try to say that to my under-satisfied libido and clenched thighs. I shake my head, shaking the thoughts off as I rub my thighs together one last time. I have a boy-fucking-friend and lusting for that fucker shouldn't be part of the plan. He's not just my neighbour. He's the enemy. My enemy, and my family's enemy. Damien fucking Vincenzo is a bastard hiding behind a body that looks to be sculpted by the gods themselves. And if I should get the chance, I will carve his skin, inch by every bloody inch and feed his eyes to the Vultures for everything he made me go through at Crescent high. And again. I have a boyfriend. My sinfully hot neighbor who's walking around butt naked in a fucking glass penthouse without curtains shouldn't be a distraction rig...
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