Elijah:I laid with Anastasia in my arms on my bed.The two of us somehow managed inside my bedroom a while after our second round. The third round was just as pleasing, and need I say, just as exciting.I didn’t want her to leave just yet. Therefore, I was enjoying the fact that she agreed on staying a little while longer.It was funny how just a few days ago, I was admitting that I was getting her in bed to distract her from things that I wanted to do. Wanting her to be close enough to me as to let them go. But having found out that she already knew of most of what I was doing and was being quiet, I couldn’t help but feel both guilty, and grateful to her. My own feelings for her changing to those that I couldn’t even understand.“How’s your mom?” I asked snapping her out of her quiet daze. She looked at me and I smiled. She was yet to know that I knew that she sent her mom to a safe house, and as annoying as it was to know that she sent her because she didn’t trust my intentions; I
Anastasia:I smiled at mum who entered the house by my side “welcome home, love”“It feels good to be home” she said tightening her grip on my hand making me smile.She was surprised when I called her to come and pick her up. Elijah’s words were still fresh in my mind for the next ten days as I debated on whether or not to bring her back home.She looked around the living room, smiling at the sight of her neat house. I had to get it cleaned as to ensure that no stains were left here or there after Elijah and I’s random selections of time or place, and though I do clean up; one could never be too sure.The nurses walked inside with their suitcases. I still needed their help to ensure that mum was okay, and judging by the fact that I knew that her health was deteriorating; I couldn’t risk anything happening to her while I wasn’t around or she was alone. The two nurses being by her side was good enough for me.“I’ll show you to your suite in a bit. It has your own bathroom and a televisi
Elijah: “Fuck...” I hissed as I reached my climax inside Anastasia. She wrapped her arms around my neck as to steady herself as to calm down from her own climax, and judging by her sleepy state. I knew that she was completely drained. I laid on top of her for a few minutes, catching my breath as I buried my face in the crook of her neck. She ran her fingers over my back, scratching it lightly as she caught her own breath. The two of us looked at one another and I couldn’t help the smile that formed on my lips when I raised myself to look at her. Her eyes met mine and she raised herself to kiss me, returning the favor, I leaned down for my lips to meet her own. I pulled out of her knowing that another round would only have her going unconscious, and I honestly wanted her to stay awake in my arms for a while. Anastasia whimpered when I pulled out of her, and having laid down beside her, I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her to my chest. “How was your trip back here?” I as
Anastasia: “Hold on” I said getting out of bed. I was wearing Elijah’s t-shirt and pair of shorts as I slept at the Estate last night. The funny part was, mum didn’t even bother calling to check on whether or not I was alive after Elijah picked me up for work yesterday. I was actually surprised that he did to begin with. He usually never did, it was me who drove to the Estate. Anyhow, one thing lead to the other, and having gotten caught up with work, he wouldn’t let me go home at around midnight. “You can barely walk considering your cramps, and yet you’re coming to help me with my shirt?” Elijah teased as I buttoned his shirt. That was actually the main reason why he didn’t let me go home late last night. Having gotten my period earlier that morning, the cramps started getting worse at around noon, and having caught on to that; Elijah was determined on spoiling me to the maximum. “I can’t stay in bed all day, a painkiller would work. We still have work to do” I said as I focused
Elijah: “To think that me having a bit of mercy on you did you any good” I said punching the man in the gut. His body doubled over as he tried catching his breath, but the menacing laugh he let out told me that he was enjoying this too much. His eyes met mine, and despite the smell of piss which filled the thick air around us; the man didn’t seem phased or annoyed. I punched his face, breaking his nose, watching as he spat his teeth out on the floor in front of me “where?” I pulled his hair back, and raised his head as to force his eyes to meet mine. He smirked in response and waited for my next move. However, I knew that he wouldn’t like what I planned next for him, especially since it would include burning alive. His eyes widened when he saw Yaroslav handing me my knife. The metal having turned red due to heat, radiated its heat even before it touched the bastard’s skin. His legs shook as he tried scramming away and I realized that I got my higher spot this time. “Where is he ke
Anastasia: “You’re kidding, right?” I asked Blake who just called me to inform that another Z case appeared. Only difference is, this time it was in an aisle by the station, but that’s not what was concerning us; the man wasn’t caught on camera. “No, I am literally saying the man wasn’t caught on any cameras. The cop who was on duty was slaughtered and was left by his police car” Blake said sounding alarmed. I ran out of the Estate’s office, heading toward the door. Aunt Nikita wouldn’t let me go out unless I drank my coffee, and a while into that, Sebastian and Viktor came. Therefore, work at the station was delayed a bit. “I’m on my way over” I said heading to the front door. “What’s going on?” Aunt Nikita asked frowning. Her and Iris walked toward the door, Sebastian and Viktor were following close behind already picking up on the situation. “I need to head to the station, can you have Elijah and Yaroslav come if they’re not busy?” I asked and she nodded. I left the house with
Elijah: I glared at the wall in front of me as I held the glass of whiskey in my hand. My grip tight on it, turning it white and for a second, I wondered when it would be breaking under my grip. Anastasia’s words played over and over in my head. The way she looked at me, and the way her eyes reddened as tears threatened to fall from them. The way her voice hardened and her eyes turned cold as she glared at me. Everything about her body language played over and over. I glared at the glass in my hand before throwing it against the wall, watching as its glass shattered. I went back home after our encounter. Yaroslav noticing my anger, didn’t need to ask twice as I suppose he heard the two of us talking anyway. I could hear Aunt Nikita out of my office’s door, speaking to Yaroslav. I ran my fingers through my hair before I sat on my desk. The need to punch someone in the face growing stronger with each passing second, and the pain that I was feeling in my chest didn’t make things any
Anastasia: I laid my head on my desk as I waited for time to pass. My heart ached and I had to fight back the urge to sob as I recalled yesterday’s and this morning’s events. Sebastian and Viktor haven’t said a word since entering the office. Having heard the conversation firsthand, Viktor must have known that it took me everything to come here today, and judging by how quiet Sebastian was, I guessed that Viktor might have told him about what happened. “Anastasia, if you want to leave; there’s nothing to take care of here anyway. We already brought what we needed from the station, and judging by the current circumstances, we need nothing for now until we’ve been able to at least access the cameras” Viktor said putting a hand on my shoulder. He squeezed it gently, assuring me that it would be fine, but it hurt, and the funny part was; I wasn’t even sure why it did. “I’m fine, Viktor, don’t worry” I said looking at him. The man knew that I was lying, the bags under my eyes proved th
“What do you mean that you’re selling your wife, Vladimir? Have you lost your mind?” Anastasia asked the Romanov Pakhan. Her eyes wide in surprise and confusion as they both explained their plan as if it was the most casual thing. They all sat in the office Elijah had fixed for her at the Estate. The office was renovated after they got married and regardless of it being for work, it was a lot homier than it was before. The leather couches that were added, and the wooden table which they were all sitting around now. The table now fit sixteen people rather than only six. Her desk has been changed too, and a new computer PC was brought over for her to be able to access data easily and securely. “This is a vengeance that we both swore to take, Anastasia, we cannot back away now when we’ve gotten this close to our target” Vladimir said looking her in the eye. Elijah wrapped his arm around his wife, preventing her from slapping the man in the face, knowing that she most probably would. “A
Anastasia:My heart raced as I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection in my wedding dress. The dress hugged my body perfectly, loosening at the bottom making me look like a princess, and despite not wanting it to be as exposed, seeing as I chose the V-cut that reached my breast line, I was thankful to have listened to Iris about it. The dress spoke for itself letting everyone know who would be the one person to look at me, touch me, and it spoke be jealous of it. Something that I knew Elijah tended to like.Knowing that Elijah was waiting for me at the alter, waiting to see me crossing that aisle, my heart raced. Aunt Nikita smiled, placing her hands on my shoulders, gently massaging them. She kissed the crown of my head and I found my smile growing as I looked at her. The woman has taken me in as a mother would do to her daughter, and I couldn’t have been more grateful for that.“There’s a little surprise for you from Elijah” she said gently. I frowned in confusion as
Elijah:“Would we be expecting you for dinner? Or do you plan on taking Anastasia anywhere?” Aunt Nikita asked, fixing my jacket. Anastasia already left to work with Blake a while ago. Yaroslav and I were just getting ready to head out. The day was going to be a bit of a long one, but I was happy that things were going the way the were. Anastasia was yet to see the surprise that I had for her during our honeymoon, I just hoped she that enjoys it.“We’ll be home for dinner, but if any changes are to happen; I’ll let you know” she nodded and I smiled kissing her forehead. I was thankful for having reached her at the airport before she left that night, and had it not been for Anastasia; I wouldn’t have known where she was, or when she left.Flashback:I entered the house, my hands shaking in fear when I realized that Aunt Nikita’s car wasn’t in the garage.“Aunt Nikita…” Iris stopped when she saw me, her eyes bloodshot red from crying. Anastasia shook her head and it was as if my center
Anastasia:Sometimes it is best to walk away without holding a grudge.It could be painful as hell, and you could sometimes question your as sanity.But nothing else could have been done. I couldn’t have lived with such a grudge and I knew for fact that mum wouldn’t have wanted me to hold it in me. I knew the man’s fate, and knowing that why he was doing it only made me wonder whether or not I would be the same if I went on after a revenge. Therefore, forgiving him, letting him go while he was at peace and rest seemed to be like the best option.I walked around the block feeling empty. I knew that Elijah was following me, but I couldn’t bring myself to turn around and face him. He would eventually want to know my reason and if I was to be honest; even I didn’t truly know why I did it.I sat on a nearby bench, staring at space as my heart felt empty. Elijah sat down next to me, though I could tell that he was sure to leave some space between us in case I didn’t want to be touched. But
Elijah:I stood in front of the house where I knew that my malyshka’s father lived, debating on whether or not to enter the place.I knew that it took her everything to tell me about what he told her yesterday, but seeing her as weak as she was didn’t seem to escape my mind as I thought of the pain that she’s been living through. I didn’t know why the man left his daughter to struggle like he has and why he was refusing to take her back, but whatever his reason was; I didn’t like it, and needless to say; I couldn’t accept it.“Elijah, you know that she won’t like this” Yaroslav said and I sighed. It was the only reason why I wasn’t already inside, beating the life out of that man, and teaching him his limits. I nodded but walked toward the house anyway, ignoring the clench I felt in my chest as I heard a happy family inside, one that my wife was deprived of.I raised my hand to knock the door only to quickly decide against it and walk away. Yaroslav nodded in agreement, liking the dec
Anastasia:“Bloody hell!” I whimpered as Elijah hit my G-spot while he rubbed my sensitive nub. His eyes were fixed on me as he watched me come undone under him before his own body shuddered as he reached his own climax. He rested his forehead against my own, breathing heavily as he did.My body tensed and I found myself whimpering at the loss of contact when he pulled out of me. He laid his head in the crook of my neck, kissing it gently as he fought to catch his breath. He raised himself to look at me and the smile on his face made my heart skip a beat. He ran his fingers through my hair, tucking it behind my ear, revealing my flushed face to him.“I’ve been meaning to do this since the night of the proposal” he teased and I laughed. The two of us have grown busy after he proposed to me. Both with the Verone situation and Blake being injured, the two of us barely had time to sit together let alone make love.“I missed you too” I said scratching his scruff. He smiled and took my hand
Elijah:I smirked at the sight of Verone who seemed to want to run when he saw me approaching. The man being restrained prevented him from moving, but seeing him scared to death was enough satisfaction to me.What he did to my beauty and what he made her live were two things that I would rather die than forget. The woman spent nights not being able to sleep, and seeing as he didn’t seem to care only annoyed me more than ever. I won’t even mention Aunt Nikita or Iris. My family members have been stirred since his appearance, and judging by everything; I knew that he was well aware of it, and if I dared mention it, the fucking bastard was enjoying it.I punched him in the face, breaking his jaw as I did. Anastasia wanted to be in here beside me, but I knew that I wouldn’t have been able to do this if she was here. Her soft side would take over her actions and I knew that she would have me stop.“I will ask you once, and you will answer, where are the rest of the people? Where do you hav
Anastasia:I woke up to a finger running through my hand.Opening my eyes, I sat up and looked at Blake whose drowsy eyes stared down at me as I slept on the chair, laying my head on the edge of his hospital bed.“Blake?” He smiled in response, and I couldn’t help but get up and wrap my arms around him, careful not to hurt him as I did. He chuckled and wrapped his right arm around me “you scared the bloody crap out of me”“Who knew that I needed to have a pipe inside me to have you hugging me this tightly” he teased. I pulled away to look him in the eye, my eyes watering at the sight of him. It was times like this when we both knew that we valued one another’s friendships. I would be his support and vice versa.“You scared the life out of me” I said glaring at him. The two of us have been in situations of fire, fights, car accidents, and even gunshots. But what happened with Verone was the most severe situation we were forced to deal with, and that’s something considering the fact tha
Elijah:I ran my fingers through Anastasia’s hair, gently untangling a few of her curls as we sat on the floor while she checked the security cameras on her laptop.Having gotten her clothes from the house. She was now wearing jeans and a normal t-shirt rather than the dress she was originally here with.Aunt Nikita, Iris, and dad on the couch inside the office. Iris scrolled through her phone, dad was mindlessly annoyed by the fact that we got him out of the house and the fact that he was without his bottle of whiskey, and Aunt Nikita kept shaking her legs as she worried about Verone’s presence.No one knew why she was afraid and I didn’t explain the main issue as I didn’t want to break the respect this family had for one another. However, judging by Iris’s expression, I knew that she was still angry with me about our earlier conflict.“I swear this man turns into an ant when he doesn’t want anyone to see him” Blake snapped. He entered the office and shook his head at Anastasia “and