069: "Don't You Think I Should Try To Collect What You Owe Me Tonight, Darling?”

(ANASTASIA'S POINT OF VIEW)

A month has passed since I discovered my biological father and lived with him, learning about the type of work he did and the people he associated with.

I still wasn't able to call him dad; I wasn't prepared, or the word felt so wrong coming out of my mouth, and he understood just fine. In time, I would become accustomed to it, he said, but I just couldn't picture myself calling him dad. But it didn't matter if I called him Dad or not; he was still my father, and that was what mattered.

In a month, I've blended in so well with the Grayson squad, as they called themselves, with Max as their leader. He was nice but a total man-whore which I had come to know since the first day I stepped into the mansion, and he had never tried to hide it, throwing parties five times a week that only included himself and his harems, as he called his girls.

"Are you prepared for your first mission as a Grayson?" Max winked at me as he entered his private basement, where the res