Anastacia's POVAfter saying goodbye to Sofia, we board a taxi heading to God-knows-where. "Where do you wanna go".? I ask him"Anywhere sweetheart as long as you're there with me" He replies.A small smile appears on my cheek as a reply. Why does he make me feel like this? I scoot closer and embrace him while I lay my head on his chest. He places a quick kiss on my head and I smile in return, although he cannot see me.Where was he all this while? Where was he all my life? Why didn't I meet him first? Why did God decide to send Dexter to me first? What was the reason.?Thinking about how everything started, I just cannot help but be grateful to Sophia. She made it possible for me to feel what I feel today, she made it possible for me to be happy today and I am forever grateful to her. Although I felt really guilty towards Dexter at first and I still do, but he also cheated on me multiple times, let's just say we are evenMy mind wanders to the first time at the bar, the night I first
Anastasia's POVMy eyes flutter open and a long, tired yawn escapes my lips as I turn back and forth on the bed. Suddenly the curtain is drawn open, much to my anger. I take a pillow to cover my face with while muttering curse words under my breath.Wait, this bed feels different. Why does this bed feel different? I quickly take the pillow away from my face and sit upright on the bed. I look around the room and reality dawns on me; I now live with Pierce.My eyes wander over to the curtain and there he is staring at me with his beautiful eyes. He is shirtless with just a brief on, I could definitely get used to this every morning but not to be a lady pervert, I gasp in embarrassment and turn my face in another direction "What are you doing"?"What"? He asks in a very sexy voice. He probably doesn't know but that voice makes my pulse palpitate.Stuttering mode activate. "I I..I mean why aren't you wearing anything".? A blush creeps onto my cheeks when he chuckle "It's nothing you ha
Anastacia's POV.It's a beautiful Saturday morning and Pierce decides to take me to a secret place. He can't tell because it's a surprise but I'm not very patient.We are in a cab heading to God-knows-where."Where are we going".? I asked for the hundredth time.He doesn't reply and I pout cutely. I know he's not usually able to resist my pout and cute face but to my surprise he shuts his eyes tight. "I know what you're doing". He says "But I won't fall for it"."What".? I widen my eyes. "You have to tell me where we are going else I'm going to tell the driver to stop the car and I'll leave"."A little patience babe, we'll be there okay, I promise"."Fine". I fold my arms together and relax my back on the car seat. If I don't know where we are going, I can at least enjoy some fresh air.Seconds turn into minutes and in about 30 minutes we arrive at our destination. Is this a.... fashion house?I face Pierce and he smiles at me.I gasp, more shocked than surprised. "Tell me we're no
PIERCE' POV.For someone who thought today was going to be a good day for me and my woman, i'm very disappointed.What did I do wrong? I mean I just greeted Sonia and we talked for a bit. We've known each other for a very long time, we are like best friends.She's has been there for me every step of the way, always encouraging and advising me. Even all those times when Stacey left and I was really down and broken, Sonia was there for me.Well, I don't expect Stacy to understand but why on earth would she think that I would cheat on her? I mean, it's not like I'm Dexter.As I walk into the private bar, memories from before I left the house floods my memory. How she begged me and tried to explain, how she was sorry about she compared me to Dexter.Lunch? she even made lunch. When she hugged me in the bedroom, it took everything in me not to respond to her. Staying away from her is best, maybe she would realise that I'm not Dexter and I would never do to her what he did.I need time an
Anastasia's POV7 hours, it's been 7 hours since Pierce left the house and I haven't heard any word from him. I've been trying to call and text but still, I'm not been able to reach himI don't know any family. I don't know any of his friends. I don't know who to call except the one person that has always been there for me, SofiaIt hurts me to say how she has done so much for me. She is always here to comfort me, to calm me down, to advise me. Pity I haven't been able to do much for her. So much for being her best friendI pick up my phone and dial her number, on the first ring she pick up. "I know it's pretty late but can you come over? I need you right now".I wait a little to listen to her reply."Sure bestie".A sigh of relief. "I'll send you the address".Sofia arrives our apartment, I mean, Pierce's apartment at midnight and I cannot begin to express how grateful I am.As she steps into the apartment, I slam the door behind her and pull her into a very tight hug. She hugs me
Pierce's POVI move to my side on the bed which I slept in 3 hours ago. Uncomfortable. Uncomfortable is the word I would use to describe this bed.Maybe because it's a bunk bed and I'm not used to sleeping in bunk beds or maybe it's the fact that i didn't wake up beside Stacey.I haven't been home since yesterday and I haven't been taking any of calls either. I just wasn't in the mood yesterday. She's been trying to call. She even sent multiple text messages to tell me how sorry she was.I replay yesterday's conversation with Sonia in my head, thoroughly thinking of every word she said. I didn't want to rely on them too much else I'd go crazy thinking of what is right and what isn't right to do.I wonder what time it is now. Taking a short walk towards the window, I pull the curtain open just to see the sun setting already. Shit! Must be evening by now.I've been away from her for too long. No wonder why my body and my heart have been yearning for her. I turn on my cell phone and it'
Pierce' POVMy legs move on their own towards Stacy. I just want to grab her and take her home right now, because if i stay here any longer, i might actually kill somebody.Maybe killing him isn't such a bad idea after all but I can't do that here. Like I've said before, I'll take care of everything later.As I reach her presence, she holds out her her hands to me. "I can explain. Please let me explain".I didn't let her utter another word before lifting off from the ground onto my shoulders. I make my way to the other section of the VIP where I came from."There she is". I gently grab Sofia' arm and pull her to myself heading towards the entrance of the bar.We reach Sophia's apartment in no time and i help Sofia up to her room while I take Stacey to the other room we stayed in, the last time we were here.As we enter into the room, I take off my shirt and pant, heading to the bathroom for a cold shower. I need something to calm myself down.Right now what annoys me the most is tha
Anastacis' POV.Finally it's Monday morning time to prepare for work, although we left Sofia's house very early to give her privacy, we still had a little time to sleep.When I finally wake up at 7 a.m, I discover that Pierce isn't in bed with me. Where did he go so early in the morning? The bathroom? I stretch my neck towards the bathroom door as if looking right through it"Pierce, babe, where are you"? I call out to him but no response.Something begins to creep into my heart . I push the odd feeling away. Getting up from bed, i walk towards the bathroom and push the door open only to find it empty and dry.The creeping becomes more intense as I pick up my phone to check if i have any missed calls or messages from him.I decide to call his phone and just when I dial the number, my eyes find the phone on the cupboard sitting right beside the bed.Where the hell did he go without this phone?Okay, Anastasia, calm down. I can't begin to make assumptions when I haven't confirmed an
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