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Penulis: Anna Wynter
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~ ANASTASIA ~

My breath catches in my throat as my brain stops working for some minutes. He continues to drag me towards his place instead.

But soon enough, I try to yank my hand away from his but his grip only tightens. “You don't get to decide that for me.” I say, my voice shaking.

I left that fucking mansion so I could have a place for myself. And now, after having a taste of what liberation feels like, I can't allow it to get snatched just like that.

“How do you expect the greek and the Irish to believe that we are united if not for us living together?”

I swallow the lump in my throat knowing I couldn't argue my way out of this situation because the bastard has a point. But… I can't give up just like that. Or can I?

“What about —”

“Anastasia.” He calls, his voice dropping to a low edge and I don't know, but the way he called my name sends some odd tingles straight to my core and I suddenly get the urge to rub my thighs together.

I nod and he takes that as a sign to release my hand. I glance back at the car before lifting my gown to follow him.

The cold night air blows some of the curls which the make-up artist had left into my mouth and I squint my eyes until we enter the receptionist area of the penthouse.

I clear my throat. “Y… you said my stuff has been moved, right?”

He hums, walking towards the elevator with his back muscles flexing with every step. I follow, watching as he scans his thumbprint and steps in. I gulp and follow him until we are the only one in the confined space.

The elevator is huge enough to fit ten people but I don't even know how to explain why my feet stay rooted on the ground. I stare back at my reflection, holding my breath as I feel the temperature increasing or maybe it's just my mind.

There's so much sudden heat and I slowly lick my lips nervously.

Damien clears his throat and I glance at him in the mirror.

“You can finally stare at me openly now.” He says in a deep vibrating voice and I can feel tingles going down my spine. “You don't have to be a peeping tom any longer.”

“In your dreams.” I bite back.

He fully faces me and I swallow a lump in my throat fixing my gaze on the mirror and acting oblivious to his looming existence.

Then, he grabs my chin and slowly turns my head to his until my eyes meet his and I chew the insides of my mouth nervously. His eyes are brown, so brown that they remind me of my favourite chocolate. And I've always thought of brown as a bland color but his…his, have a sort of black ring surrounding them and they have specs of gold and black in them.

I gulp again when I feel his eyes trailing down from my eyes to my neck and I turn my face to my side. Harshly, his hand surrounds my neck and I gasp but don't turn to him when he pulls me closer until his hot breath fans my right cheek.

“Look at me.” He orders.

I swallow a lump in my throat as knots form in my stomach. He squeezes my neck but I dare not look into his eyes again. They said one's eyes are the window to their soul but it was like I couldn't stare into his soul and he was the one that was staring into mine instead. I feel naked and to be honest, I think I will lose myself if I stare at them any longer.

“Look at me.” He repeats again and I shiver.

This isn't right.

He squeezes my neck again as his thumb moves to push my chin until I'm facing him again but I stare at his forehead instead of his eyes.

He chuckles. “You wouldn't want to see what happens in my dreams, babe.”

Then, he leans in, squeezing my neck until I feel like he really wants to strangle me to death. And at that moment, his lips meet mine. My eyes almost pop out of their sockets as he captures my bottom lip between his teeth. My knees suddenly feel weak and I almost buckle but his hands snake around my waist, pressing me into him.

The kiss is hungry and wild. It is as if he's trying to take away the remaining air in my lungs. I struggle against his hold, seething. He's not supposed to kiss me. This is pure violation of… a moan slips past my throat when I feel his tongue slipping into my mouth.

He smiles into the kiss, kissing me with more vigor. The elevator finally dings and I grab his hand, trying to peel his strong grip away from my neck but he only squeezes my neck tighter and in a moment of self preservation, I bite his lip. Hard.

So hard that I can taste blood. And that finally did the trick because he leans back and releases his hold on my neck. My butt meets the elevator's floor while I huff and pant for air. But the elevator's slight metallic, chemical scent, and the smell of his cologne feels my nostrils instead.

His thumb slowly grazes his lip and he brings it back to his face to check the blood. My eyes widen in panic when his lips stretch into a sadistic smile. He locks eyes with me as he slowly brings the thumb to his mouth and sucks. And I use my nails to scratch the metal floor, trying to keep myself from lunging at him.

Then, he releases it with a pop and his tongue peeks out to lick his lips.

I inhale deeply, closing my eyes while trying to regain my composure. Then, with a final sigh, I pull my gown and stand up, shooting him a harsh glare.

“Don't ever try that with me again.” I snap.

He gives me a side glance as he steps out of the elevator. “You don't get to tell me what to do.”

“Damien!” I march after him, seething.

“Yes baby?”

I sigh, rolling my eyes.

“You are nuts.”

He turns to me, a sadistic glint in his eyes. “Anything you say, baby.”

I stop and hit my forehead with my palm in disappointment. It's about to be a long…day. And one that I didn't sign up for.

That kiss will be his third and last mistake. I'm sure he thinks he's got the upper hand. He's got no clue what's coming for him and I'm just dying to show him.

By the time I'm done with him, he will file a divorce. And if push turns to shove, one of us won't come out alive.

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  • GOOD SIN   S E V E N

    ~ ANASTASIA ~ The warm glow of the floor lamps and the soft hums of the air conditioning welcomes me as I step foot into Damien's penthouse — my apartment if not for his freaking involvement. But my brain wasn't focused on the plush white couches and sofas. Instead, my mind still reels from the kiss. The first kiss at the altar was vicious and fierce. It was as if he was trying to pass a point across to me. Claiming me. Punishing me. Making his stance known. And yes, it made my brain mushy and my pulse run hot. But it's the second kiss that ignites my blood and has my toes curling in my shoe even if I don't want to admit it. It was playful and something I think looks like regret lingers in my heart. I should have have— “Ahhh…” I gasp in surprise when my head suddenly meets a hard coarse surface. I step back, seeing it's Damien who'd suddenly stop. “What the fuck are you thinking?” “I should be asking you that.” He scowls. I hiss, gathering my veil into my hand before rumpling i

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-12-20
  • GOOD SIN   E I G H T

    ~ ANASTASIA ~ I'm choosing to be reckless. I know I will probably regret this when I'm down from the high but I couldn't care less, not when my body melts against Damien's and I whimper when his tongue delves deeper into my mouth. ‘This isn't right’ My brain whispers, but I push the voice back, deciding to turn a blind eye to it for now. This is Damien, my fucking high school crush who crushed me. But we are married. A contract marriage for that matter. Maybe we are just making things easier by… “Ohhhh…” I let out a long throaty moan when he cups my face and grips my hip possessively while his mouth descends to my neck, his tongue licking my throat from base to top. I let my hands roam over his bare chest which doesn't have even a spec of ink on it. And sweet Jesus, his body. Ohh, his body. I've gawked at him from afar, even lusted after it, back when he was my enemy of a neighbour without curtains and when he was the central midfielder in the school's football team when I'd joine

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-12-22
  • GOOD SIN   N I N E

    ~ DAMIEN ~ I have always thrived on control. Seeing people at my mercy, knowing that I have the power to mould them or break them, that I have the pen and eraser to seal their fate. Most call me monster, some devil, some even call me bastard. Well, I'm all. You may be thinking that my experience made me like this. Maybe I'd gone through some shitty moments in life, perhaps from an abusive father or an abusive mother. Newsflash? No, I didn't have any of that. My ruthlessness didn't stem from my childhood, and I wasn't like a diamond that was forged under pressure. Instead, I've always been like this. Thriving on control, brutality, beauty in blood, love for the sound of gunshot, wanting to watch the world burn. Everything. I was born this way. It was like that placenta that followed me to the world but was cooked for me to eat instead of being buried with the demons of the world. It was like my flesh that expanded as I continue to grow and now, it continues to impact those around

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-01
  • GOOD SIN    T E N

    ~ ANASTASIA ~ I think I'm going insane. Or. I've already gone insane. Jesus Christ, what have I done. I close my eyes tightly, feeling the mild tingles between my thighs. I've never been this embarrassed in my life, jeez. I slowly peel my eyes open, and I shut them again when I catch him sitting beside the bed in my peripheral vision. Jesusfuckingchrist. ‘Don’t you dare act like a hussy!’ Inhaling, I gather what's left of my pride and sit up, rubbing the remnants of fake sleep away from my face with a yawn. I spare him a glance which soon turns to a glare when I spot the amused look on his face. “What time is it?” I ask, the question coming out harsher than I'd intended. He places his palm under his chin. “An hour and fifteen minutes after you blackout from cumming around my fingers.” I feel heat pooling between my thighs as my face grows hot from embarrassment. Then, I clear my throat and throw away the duvet, hurriedly climbing out of the bed. Wrong move. Blood rushes to

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-03
  • GOOD SIN   E L E V E N

    ~ ANASTASIA ~ The past two days have been monotonous at best. And it consist of me avoiding Damien like the plague which is a hard thing to do because of the open settings of the fucking penthouse. Just like I'd expected, we are under something I've decided to call a house arrest because Damien said we must make them believe we are on our honeymoon and it should last for at least three to four days. This is not what I envisioned for my wedding and its honeymoon for real. Or, at least what I planned with Isabella when we were watching Cinderella. But as I grew up, I knew mine won't be normal and it will be just a childhood dream. Afterall, what's normal? I've only heard about it and I've never lived it. Other kids are not forced to learn how to use a gun at seven or forced to move undercover or under tight security. I let out a bitter chuckle as I grabbed the shot and down it in a go before grabbing the bottle to pour another one. Right now, I'm sitting in the bar area of the penth

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-04
  • GOOD SIN   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. “Good evening, Mrs Vicen–” “Ms. Zhukov.” I correct. He frowns in puzzlement. “I'm keeping my maiden name.” I say, the words sounding like a lie even to my own ears. He nods stiffly. “Very good ma'am. Shall I excort you to the–” “Oh no, thanks a bunch, but I can manage.” 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. “Allow me to–” “Where's the way to the bathroom?” I ask, cutting him off. He nods in satisfaction and points to his left. “That way, then turn left and walk downwards, you will see the sign on the door.” 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

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-15
  • GOOD SIN   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.“I'm not playing any games.” I try to say but my words sound like a slur even to my own ears.“What happened with the butler?”“None of your concern. And you too, what happened with the waiter?” I ask, liquid courage flowing in my veins as I step closer to him.Damien's eyes narrows.“How dare you order him not to give me what I want?”“I told you quite clearly –”“It still hasn't dawn on you that you don't own me right?”His 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?“Like hell I don't. You are my wife.” He says, gritting his teeth. I roll me eyes. “Roomies.” I quote. “Or should I say housies? Do I need to remind you that we don't even share the same bed?” I ask in a whispe

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-24
  • GOOD SIN   F O U R T E E N

    ~ ANASTASIA ~“Anastasia Zhukov?” The unfamiliar man asks and I shrug casually but warily. I turn fully to him, leaning against the edge.“Yes. That's me? Do I know you?”He 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.“Such an interesting little thing.” He says with a chuckle.I said nothing, the gears in my head turning while I try to think. I can smell trouble.“Do you perhaps know me?” 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.“No I don't. You don't have a type of

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-24

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  • GOOD SIN   T W E N T Y - N I N E

    ~ DAMIEN ~A mistake.That's what it is.It shouldn't have happened. I shouldn't have let my joy overwhelm me, forgetting Anastasia's wants in the process.When did it get to this?Fuck it. I think I'm losing myself.I stare at her retreating back in a daze. She didn't say anything to me as she steps into the car. Her bodyguard fixes his eyes on me and if looks could kill, I would have turned into ashes but two can play the game, so I shoot him one of mine.“I'm going to kill you.” He mouths before stepping into the car and driving her away.Do I follow her?I shake my head at the intrusive thought.If Anastasia wants space, she wants it. I've already locked her in. She should be a free bird tonight.With a sigh, I turn and make my way back into the house, trying to ignore my beating heart which I'd thought was dead.Anastasia is a thief.And she's not only a thief, but a worm too.She stole my heart or anything that's left of it with her snide sarcastic comments and she wormed her wa

  • GOOD SIN   T W E N T Y - E I G H T

    ~ ANASTASIA ~“What actually happened?” Claud asks as we speed off into the night.I say nothing, my gaze outside the window. “Nothing you should worry about.” I whisper.“You know you can tell me anything.” How do I tell him that I was angry because Damien didn't put my personal feelings first at first and he'd let his joy overwhelm him? How do I tell him that I'm angry that I'm angry? How do I tell him that my mood is slowly getting haywire and I'm irritated for nothing?Telling him I'm pregnant is not an option.The purpose of this arranged marriage is merging. The child that's slowly growing in me is the result of the merging. Telling them I'm pregnant will bring attention and I will feel like… an animal. An animal that was led to the slaughter that finally produced leather or an animal that was grazed that finally started producing milk.I don't want to feel like that. Ever again.“Fuck it.” Claud suddenly curses, jerking me out of my thoughts.Claud never curses unless overwhel

  • GOOD SIN   T W E N T Y - S E V E N

    ~ ANASTASIA ~“Oh darling.” She chimes before standing up and engulfing me in a warm hug - or, as warm as her lithe body could allow.She cups my face, her eyes searching mine before they dart to Damien behind me and they wrinkle in the corners as she smiles.Were they talking about me?Was she telling him about my resemblance to mother or father?My heart beats fast in my chest as I stay still, my palm feeling sweaty. She smiles at me one last time before pulling away and grabbing my hand.“We have dinner waiting, my dear. Come come, let's eat.” She says, leading me to the dining hall.I gulp, hoping she won't notice how sweaty my palm is. My other hand tightens on my bag which has my phone, my tummy tingling in paranoia.I spare Damien who was walking behind a glance and a shuddering breath slips past my throat. Nothing is wrong.It's just my anxiety and paranoia.I convince myself as we step foot into the vast dining hall.Damien's brother was there. Including Dimitra. Seems like

  • GOOD SIN   T W E N T Y - S I X

    ~ ANASTASIA ~I hold my breath, my eyes on his face, waiting for his reaction.Is he as confused as me? Did he hear his dreams and hopes shatter with the news of the pregnancy? Is his mind and heart torn between keeping the pregnancy and aborting it? Did he–He smiles. Not his regular tight-lipped one or his hearty laughters or his annoying grins and smirks. But he smiles, showing all his thirty-two white pearl-like teeth as he walks towards me and lifts me before spinning me.I stare at him in confusion, watching as his eyes crinkles at the side. Then, he drops me and kisses my forehead. Maybe I didn't know what I was thinking, but my lips stretch into a smile too and my heart blooms in happiness as I inhale his scent, his happiness rubbing off me. His puckered lips meet my forehead, pecking me before descending to my neck.I tilt my neck, giving him more accessibility.“I'm so happy right now.” He whispers against my skin, pulling me closer to him as if wanting to eliminate the li

  • GOOD SIN   T W E N T Y - F I V E

    ~ ANASTASIA ~° A week later ~ Still under ‘home arrest’.°“Take. You pee inside a bowl or potty. Then, you dip it inside it to check.” Isabella says, passing me a pregnancy test strip she'd gotten for me.With scrunched nose, I collect the strip from her. “It's just fever.” I grumble. “That's how I always feel when I have fever.”“Yes, it's just fever but still, use it. I'm leaving now. Text the results to me sissy. So, I can know if I'm going to be an aunt soon.”“Shut up bitch.” I say with a chuckle. “I use my pill after the third round and my calendar says that's not a fertile day.”“Hmmm, your pale face says something else.” She says, leaving me as she walks towards the door. She blows me a kiss before shutting the door close.My gaze lingers on the kit in annoyance, a strange feeling starting to pool in my belly. It's… dread.I don't feel good.But I can't be pregnant.I let out a sigh and stand up, taking my shorts off while I mentally praise the being above. Damien had gone t

  • GOOD SIN   T W E N T Y - F O U R

    ~ ANASTASIA ~That day was the first time we would have sex. But it wasn't the last.The other day, Damein bent me over the counter and fucked me until I cried. There was a day he fucked me with my face pressed against the wall to wall window, overlooking the city while I fear that no one would catch a sight of me getting railed from behind.So many scenarios I'd forgotten in the span of eight days.And now? I'm tired!Like, I've had enough!And yeah, I can't walk without feeling him in me.With my pussy throbbing mildly, I walk towards him. He lifts his gaze, his eyes landing on my face as I sit down on the sofa opposite me.“You good?” He asks.I shake my head. “I can't keep up anymore.”Not with the thorough fucking.“I need to go out.”He sighs and leans his back against the head rest of the sofa. “Someone is after your life, Anastasia. We have two attempts in just two weeks. If you are to go out, you must take at least six guards with you.”My brows shoot up, my mind wandering to

  • GOOD SIN   T W E N T Y - T H R E E

    ~ ANASTASIA ~I can't stop myself from falling. And no, not in love.But into a dark abyss due to exhaustion. I stay on the bed, limp, my breath coming out in short shuddering whimpers. I know my clitoris will be swollen by tomorrow.I feel someone pulling me up and some minutes later, I'm enveloped my something warm. Is this aftercare? I've never experienced it before. But I'm too tired to swat him up, to tell him that I can take care of myself. Maybe it's because I simply can't shoulder the… romance of this? Only real lovers gives aftercare.Damien and I are not one.He lathers my body with a scented shampoo and cleans my core with a wet towel. Even though I'm tired and I feel like I might die if I have another orgasm, I still moan when his fingers and the towel brushes over my core.Horny? Probably yes. Damaged? Definitely.He leaves me in the water and comes back minutes later before picking me up. As soon as my back meets the surface of the bed, darkness fully consumes me...

  • GOOD SIN    T W E N T Y - TWO

    ~ DAMIEN ~Fuck.I unbutton my shirt in a hurry, holding her gaze, watching as her chest heaves up on down with her hands pinned above her head.“Let go off me.” She pants, eyes dazed and her pouty swollen lips glistening causing my cock to throb in my pants.I didn't.I pull my shirt with force, buttons popping and flying everywhere before I lean down again and claim her lips. I suck her lips hard as I release her hands and start fiddling with her gown without breaking the kiss.Then, I draw her up a little and tug the gown off, leaving her in strapless bra and boyshorts. She's… breathtaking.“I want to kiss you everywhere.” I say, my voice coming out hoarse.“Please do.” I start by tugging her bra off. Her boyshorts follows. Then my pants, and my boxer, leaving us naked.My eyes rakes over her perky firm tits with hard pink nipples. I lean down and start with her neck. I squeeze her left breast as my mouth meets her right nipple and I bite it before sucking it.She gasps, squirmin

  • GOOD SIN   T W E N T Y - O N E

    ~ ANASTATIA ~I'm really going to die.I don't even get to talk to Isabella after ignoring her calls for days just because of being stressed.I'm going to die.I never got to apologize to Damien for what mother did nor did I get to fuck–Then, with brutal force, I feel something tugging me backwards before I meet the hard ground, eliciting a wince from me as pain shoots through my skull due to the impact. I feel someone shaking me wildly as if I weigh nothing, their body shielding my face from the rain which continues to beat down on other part of me except for my face.“Ana!”I blink in daze before his figure comes into focus.“Are you crazy?!” He screams, his eyes darting to the direction the truck had disappeared to. Maybe I am.Then, he picks me up and I can't even refuse.I almost lost my life. Again.His hand tightens around my thighs as he lifts me up, his other hand supporting my back. I can't feel my arms as I place my head against his chest, listening to his erratic heartbe

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