ANASTACIA' POV.The following day at work went by in a blur and I couldn't be more grateful because since yesterday I have had a lot of things in my mind and I still do. Different thoughts are running through my mind almost driving me crazy.It took everything for me to reveal my pass to Pierce. Although not the full story but at least I told him something. I didn't like that he was kept him in the dark.Pierce is worried and so am i. His eyes looks unsettled like there is a whirl wind going on inside of him. I have tried countless times to ask him what the problem is but he just refuses to say anything.Perhaps he's thinking of how senseless I am. How on earth would anyone let the death of their parents go on unsolved? "We are here". His words pull me out of my thoughts. I look out of the car's window to see that we are currently parked in front of the very prestigious Carmichael's organisation.This organisation is so big, rumour has it that they dominate every part of the busines
PIERCE' POVLies, lies, lies and denial. These are the things that makes me want to have my revenge but like they say love overcomes all things.Every single time , when I'm sure that I totally love her regardless of whatever she has done, something happens and I begin to doubt it again. For Stacy, I think what I feel is love and hate put together with the love overshadowing the hate. All the days I have spent with her have only proven one thing; I love her beyond how much I hate her.When she denied knowing anyone called Josh, it made me think back to the past, think of the things she made me do, think of how she made me hurt people just to satisfy her.Has she really forgotten me?I did all those things for her. I blindly did them just because I was madly in love and obsessed with someone who wouldn't notice me. I thought if I did all these things for her, that maybe one day she will come to the realisation that Dexter isn't for her, maybe she'll just notice me.But it never happen
ANASTACIA' POVA date? Just as if he knows a date is the perfect way to get my mind off a lot of things.To be honest, A lot has been going on lately and it has done so much in deteriorating my mental health. In fact these things happening seem to have agreed to ruin my life.First was realizing that my company is going bankrupt and I have a lot of loan to pay although Pierce already took care of that part which leaves me extra grateful for it. Second is the golden pen from the office, making remember the death of my parent and how I swept the entire event under the carpet.Third is having to explain to leave investors that taking another loan does not mean I'm crazy because they sure were looking at me like i needed to be in a psychiatric hospital and the last was having to meet Diana Carmichael after so many years.The last part bothers me a lot, because it reminds me of every thing I've tried to forget in the last 10 years. It reminds me of the guilt I try so hard not to feel.Pie
Anastacia' POVIt's been three hours since I got to the apartment. 3 hours since I've been sitting back against the wall. 3 hours since I've been thinking of everything Sonia said. 3 hours since I've been making up fake scenarios in my head, thinking of fake possibilities. It couldn't be true, it can't be true, the revenge, the sex, the betrayal the therapy sessions, no it's not true."Oh really"? An eerie voice replies to me. I look up with tears in my eyes and I see Sonia standing by the door. Dear lord, I'm being delusional again, but why does it look so real? I tried to get up and run away but it is as if I'm glued against the wall, frozen in place.She takes menancing steps towards me which forces me to keep my eyes on her. "If I'm fake darling, how can I touch you? How can I play with you"?"Anastasia snap out of it, snap out of it". I whisper continuously in my head. "Snap out of it you can't let her play with your mind like this, snap out of it!!"."Shut the fuck up bitch". So
UNKNOWN POV.My mind wanders to the event happening recently and I feel a mixture of both joy and sorrow. The meeting in London went well, we succeeded in buying the Radisson Corp. from Dexter. Now, I can give it back to Anastasia, and maybe she won't be mad at me anymore. Maybe, she'll forgive me, maybe she'll want me."Now, we have Radisson Corp. what's your next plan"? Jordan my younger brother interrupts my thoughtsI let out a worried sigh. "It has been your plan all along little brother what do you think I should do next"?He grabs the glass of champagne from off the table in front of him. "To be honest". He takes a sip "I have never wanted you to be with Anastasia. She's trouble, she's evil, she's bad, and I'm never going to support your relationship but if you insist that you want her, there's nothing I can do about it".I roll my eyes. "Why the unnecessary lecture bro"?"Just give it to her, expose Dexter and maybe you can tell her who you really are. Then you both can live
ANASTACIA' POV."Maybe you should just let him talk to you, Anastasia. Maybe you should hear him out and wait for his perfect timing". Sofia tried to convince me for the hundredth time tonight. Sometimes the way she defends Pierce makes me feel like there is some underground game going on between the both of them. I don't even know who to trust anymore.I mentally smack myself in the head. Sophia has been with me for years, there is no way I could suspect her.It's been 2 days 13 hours 16 minutes, and 4 seconds since we broke up. No phone calls, no text messages, no voicemails, nor emails. Nothing to show that he's even sorry for what he didBut, I don't care anymore. I'm done, he can keep on fucking Sonia for all I care.Then, the tears fill my eyes. "I was so stupid to have given my heart to someone on a platter of gold, and have him stomp it right in front of me without remorse"."He didn't do that to you, Anastasia". Sofia rubs my shoulder at least not on purposeI gently push h
My eyes flutter open, and the bright fluorescent bulb shining from the ceiling prevents me from keeping them open for long.where exactly am I?I try to stand from the bed but a splitting headache sends me sprawling back to my former position on the bed. I spend about ten minutes inhaling and exhaling, an exercise I learnt from Pierce."Argh". I groan. Why do I keep thinking about him? Every single action reminds me of him, like he's been an integral part of my life from the very beginning.But why do I actually feel like he has been an integral part of my life from the very beginning? Why the sudden feeling?That aside, I need to find out where I am and how to get out of this place, but this fucking headache won't let me.Suddenly, as if on cue the door flings open and Sophia rushes in."Bestie". She squeals in relief and quickly runs to me for a hug.I groan again. Because the effect of the hug just made my headache worse."I'm sorry. I'm sorry". She apologizes quickly even if she d
Anastasia."Hey Anna. i've got to go now, i have some unfinished work from the office". Another guest says."Hmm". I nod my head in approval and watch her leave as i gulp the remainig alcohol content in the glass. Why me? I wonder as fresh tears fill my eyes for the hundreth time tonight. I'm supposed to be happy today, i'm supposed to be celebrating my first year anniversary with my husband but he is no where to be found. "Anna". My best friend call and engulf me in a really tight hug. "I am so sorry he had disappointed you again"."No". I sniff, trying to stop more tears from running down my face. Maybe he's just busy with work, you know there's so much traffic now due to the road construction, maybe he's stuck in traffic.Sofia let out an annoyed sigh. "Stop Anna!! This has to stop. You keep making excuses for this man while he's out there doing whatever, it's clear he has ditched you again to be be with some other bitch. He is always doing it, when are you going to open your ey
My eyes flutter open, and the bright fluorescent bulb shining from the ceiling prevents me from keeping them open for long.where exactly am I?I try to stand from the bed but a splitting headache sends me sprawling back to my former position on the bed. I spend about ten minutes inhaling and exhaling, an exercise I learnt from Pierce."Argh". I groan. Why do I keep thinking about him? Every single action reminds me of him, like he's been an integral part of my life from the very beginning.But why do I actually feel like he has been an integral part of my life from the very beginning? Why the sudden feeling?That aside, I need to find out where I am and how to get out of this place, but this fucking headache won't let me.Suddenly, as if on cue the door flings open and Sophia rushes in."Bestie". She squeals in relief and quickly runs to me for a hug.I groan again. Because the effect of the hug just made my headache worse."I'm sorry. I'm sorry". She apologizes quickly even if she d
ANASTACIA' POV."Maybe you should just let him talk to you, Anastasia. Maybe you should hear him out and wait for his perfect timing". Sofia tried to convince me for the hundredth time tonight. Sometimes the way she defends Pierce makes me feel like there is some underground game going on between the both of them. I don't even know who to trust anymore.I mentally smack myself in the head. Sophia has been with me for years, there is no way I could suspect her.It's been 2 days 13 hours 16 minutes, and 4 seconds since we broke up. No phone calls, no text messages, no voicemails, nor emails. Nothing to show that he's even sorry for what he didBut, I don't care anymore. I'm done, he can keep on fucking Sonia for all I care.Then, the tears fill my eyes. "I was so stupid to have given my heart to someone on a platter of gold, and have him stomp it right in front of me without remorse"."He didn't do that to you, Anastasia". Sofia rubs my shoulder at least not on purposeI gently push h
UNKNOWN POV.My mind wanders to the event happening recently and I feel a mixture of both joy and sorrow. The meeting in London went well, we succeeded in buying the Radisson Corp. from Dexter. Now, I can give it back to Anastasia, and maybe she won't be mad at me anymore. Maybe, she'll forgive me, maybe she'll want me."Now, we have Radisson Corp. what's your next plan"? Jordan my younger brother interrupts my thoughtsI let out a worried sigh. "It has been your plan all along little brother what do you think I should do next"?He grabs the glass of champagne from off the table in front of him. "To be honest". He takes a sip "I have never wanted you to be with Anastasia. She's trouble, she's evil, she's bad, and I'm never going to support your relationship but if you insist that you want her, there's nothing I can do about it".I roll my eyes. "Why the unnecessary lecture bro"?"Just give it to her, expose Dexter and maybe you can tell her who you really are. Then you both can live
Anastacia' POVIt's been three hours since I got to the apartment. 3 hours since I've been sitting back against the wall. 3 hours since I've been thinking of everything Sonia said. 3 hours since I've been making up fake scenarios in my head, thinking of fake possibilities. It couldn't be true, it can't be true, the revenge, the sex, the betrayal the therapy sessions, no it's not true."Oh really"? An eerie voice replies to me. I look up with tears in my eyes and I see Sonia standing by the door. Dear lord, I'm being delusional again, but why does it look so real? I tried to get up and run away but it is as if I'm glued against the wall, frozen in place.She takes menancing steps towards me which forces me to keep my eyes on her. "If I'm fake darling, how can I touch you? How can I play with you"?"Anastasia snap out of it, snap out of it". I whisper continuously in my head. "Snap out of it you can't let her play with your mind like this, snap out of it!!"."Shut the fuck up bitch". So
ANASTACIA' POVA date? Just as if he knows a date is the perfect way to get my mind off a lot of things.To be honest, A lot has been going on lately and it has done so much in deteriorating my mental health. In fact these things happening seem to have agreed to ruin my life.First was realizing that my company is going bankrupt and I have a lot of loan to pay although Pierce already took care of that part which leaves me extra grateful for it. Second is the golden pen from the office, making remember the death of my parent and how I swept the entire event under the carpet.Third is having to explain to leave investors that taking another loan does not mean I'm crazy because they sure were looking at me like i needed to be in a psychiatric hospital and the last was having to meet Diana Carmichael after so many years.The last part bothers me a lot, because it reminds me of every thing I've tried to forget in the last 10 years. It reminds me of the guilt I try so hard not to feel.Pie
PIERCE' POVLies, lies, lies and denial. These are the things that makes me want to have my revenge but like they say love overcomes all things.Every single time , when I'm sure that I totally love her regardless of whatever she has done, something happens and I begin to doubt it again. For Stacy, I think what I feel is love and hate put together with the love overshadowing the hate. All the days I have spent with her have only proven one thing; I love her beyond how much I hate her.When she denied knowing anyone called Josh, it made me think back to the past, think of the things she made me do, think of how she made me hurt people just to satisfy her.Has she really forgotten me?I did all those things for her. I blindly did them just because I was madly in love and obsessed with someone who wouldn't notice me. I thought if I did all these things for her, that maybe one day she will come to the realisation that Dexter isn't for her, maybe she'll just notice me.But it never happen
ANASTACIA' POV.The following day at work went by in a blur and I couldn't be more grateful because since yesterday I have had a lot of things in my mind and I still do. Different thoughts are running through my mind almost driving me crazy.It took everything for me to reveal my pass to Pierce. Although not the full story but at least I told him something. I didn't like that he was kept him in the dark.Pierce is worried and so am i. His eyes looks unsettled like there is a whirl wind going on inside of him. I have tried countless times to ask him what the problem is but he just refuses to say anything.Perhaps he's thinking of how senseless I am. How on earth would anyone let the death of their parents go on unsolved? "We are here". His words pull me out of my thoughts. I look out of the car's window to see that we are currently parked in front of the very prestigious Carmichael's organisation.This organisation is so big, rumour has it that they dominate every part of the busines
Pierce' POVMy eyes snap open and the blur gradually clears away. I take in my surroundings and it is a bit strange. Where am I?I try to raise my head but a quick wave of dizziness hits me and sends me back on the surface where I lay.Someone places a palm on my forehead. "Relax. Just stay down".I look up to see Stacy with a worried look on her face.A little game won't hurt, right? "Where am I"? I ask, making my confusion very evident.A frown appears on her face. "What do you mean by 'Where am i'?. We are in my office at Radisson"."I'm confused. Where is Radisson corporation".?"Oh no". She whispers. "You must have hit your head. Do you remember me? Do you know who I am".?Gosh, so cute. How can I ever forget her? Still playing along to my script, I hit my head with my palm as if trying to remember certain information. "I can't I.....don't"Tears fill her eyes. "Okay babe, what is the last thing you remember? Do you remember coming to the office with me this morning, or do you
Anastacia' POV.I sit at the head of the table in the boardroom with the other directors staring at me intensely, as if expecting an explanation for what they just witnessed in my office earlier.Damn! How was I not expecting a couple elderly director to show up in my office after the sudden change i made this morning.They are sitting opposite each other on either side of the long table, papers and files sitting in front of each person with microphone to their faces.What the hell is going on? All these changes without my permission. Everyone here is new, except for two people whom i have known since my childhood; Mr and Mrs Detroit.I've known them ever since i was little, although not personally, they were on and off friends with my parents and also a huge part of this company.Everyone else on this table is staring at me with uncertainty in your eyes, a look of distrust being the most visible, but Mr Detroit and his wife have nothing but love in their eyes, or am I wrong.Mrs Detr