Anastasia: “No” Viktor said handing me my badge. “Viktor…” “Look, Anastasia, you’re angry now. You’re in pain, you don’t want to see Elijah…” “Elijah has nothing to do with this, Viktor” I said stopping him. Viktor’s eyes met mine, studying my expression, knowing very well that I wasn’t being entirely truthful. Blake watched the scene in silence, knowing that he mostly had part of what happened. Him and Jason showing me that video was the main reason why I wanted to leave. I couldn’t stand looking at them knowing that they double crossed me by sending the man to a case that they knew I was in charge of. It didn’t make things any better that the whole situation lead to me losing someone that I truly cared for either. “Anastasia, you can’t make a decision like this one and just expect us to say ‘okay, go ahead’” Sebastian said from behind Viktor. The man has been quiet as he watched the scene and listened to what I said. I knew that the men believed that what I was doing was reckles
Elijah:I raised an eyebrow at Blake who entered the club, searching for me.The bouncers at the door had already told me of his arrival. Therefore, I waited for him to come up to the VIP lounge to see what he wanted. Yaroslav sat beside me, taking a sip of his drink as he glared at him.“And to what do I owe he honor?” I asked putting my glass down. Blake’s eyes seemed to be scanning the area, a look of worry covering his expression.“I’m going to ask you this question once, and I’m not doing it as a cop” Blake started. His eyes met mine before he spoke “have you seen or heard of Anastasia?”“No” I said coldly. I clenched my fists at the mention of her name. I didn’t know what game the bastard was playing at, but whatever it was; I didn’t like it, and I knew that he could see it in my eyes “if that’s what you came here to ask, then get out”“Elijah, I told you, I didn’t come here as a cop, and if I had any other options; the last place I would be is here” Blake said as he saw me gett
Anastasia:The door was knocked snapping me out of my daze.“Come in” I called sitting up on Elijah’s bed to be surprised that he walked inside carrying a tray of food “you just knocked the door to come inside your own room?”“You could have wanted your privacy, and whether or not it’s my room; you’re still inside” Elijah said placing the tray on the bedside table. I’ve been here for the past three days, and I’ve barely managed to move out of this bed unless it is to go to the bathroom.“Elijah, I’m not hungry…”“I know, but your body needs nutrition. I know you’re in pain, but I don’t want you collapsing” Elijah said gently “just a bite or two would be okay, yeah? You’re drinking water, and I think for now, your body would be able to handle it without a full meal”I looked down at my lap, my hands were placed on my lap in front of me. Elijah stayed quiet, allowing me the time to process things, and despite the pain, I knew that what I was doing was unhealthy for me “I left you…”“Nas
Elijah: I smiled at the sight of Anastasia who was laying on the couch of my office, scrolling through her phone. I refused to let her out of the office knowing that she would end up getting lost in her thoughts, and keeping her close; I knew that I could at least see or feel whether or not there was a shift in her mood. I put the papers that I was reviewing down, and got up from my chair, heading toward her. I massaged her shoulders making her smile and raise her head to look at me. Leaning down, I connected my lips with her own, the kiss tender, gentle, and loving. It was times like this when I knew that being dominant wasn’t going to take me anywhere, and seeing as she was still weak; I chose not to deepen the kiss or take things further. She sat up, waiting for me to sit down by her side before she laid back down. Her back rested on the arm rest over my lap as I ran my fingers through her hair. She took my hand in hers, intertwining our fingers as she rested both our hands on h
Anastasia:It took everything in me, plus, Elijah pulling me away, and Blake trying to talk some sense into me, not to strangle the bloody bastard.Verone sat in front of Blake inside the interrogation room. Their eyes fixed on one another as they spoke. Blake asked his questions, and Verone gave the answers. Simple, calculated answers. I paced around the room as I heard them talk, and it wasn’t until I heard"I want to speak to them” he said pointing at the window “I know she and her lover are watching, and I want to speak to them”Elijah wrapped his arm around me, holding me back, knowing that I would most probably do something that would end up getting me in trouble. He was right to worry too. I had to fight back every urge to burst into that room and rearrange the man’s face before gutting him alive.“Calm, malyshka” he whispered. He kissed my cheek from behind, keeping his arm wrapped around me. Verone was cuffed on the table, we knew that he couldn’t do anything, but I wasn’t as
Elijah:Anastasia followed me inside the house knowing that I would most probably end up doing something that I might regret. She did try to get me out of it, tried to talk to me, even tried to stop the car, but my mind was fixed on this; I had to find out what happened. If what Verone said was true, then things were a whole lot more messed up that she would ever know.My hands shook as I approached the living room. Aunt Nikita sat there by Iris’s side as both watched TV. Both were smiling at whatever it was they were watching. Food was on the coffee table in front of them, some of it eaten, some untouched, some were snacks for the kids when they came down being hungry until dinner.“Iris, leave the room” I said glaring at my sister. Aunt Nikita frowned in confusion, standing up slowly, she looked at Anastasia who I knew was most probably shaking her head, motioning for her to stay quiet. Anastasia didn’t even know the hell that was going to break loose, but she wasn’t stupid as not t
Anastasia:“Anastasia, he’s just angry” Yaroslav said stopping me.“Angry or not, him speaking to me in such a manner isn’t something that I’m going to accept. If he’s used to speaking to you guys in such a manner; then things are going to be different with me. If anything, I was trying to be his support as a woman who’s in his life should be…”“He’s never had a woman in his life, Anastasia. Not in that sense at least” Yaroslav said trying to stop me. I needed time alone and seeing as Elijah didn’t want to consider me human enough to at least try and listen to me; I didn’t want to see him.“Are you done, Yaroslav?” I asked. He looked down at his feet avoiding my eyes before allowing me to walk past him. I didn’t even know where I was going; I just needed to be alone for a while.I walked out of the house and closed the door after me. My heart ached as I got inside my car and drove off. I knew that I mostly had nowhere to go. I couldn’t enter the house. Yes, we had Verone, but the visi
Elijah:I kept my arms around Anastasia, watching as she submitted to my touch. Gently kissing her cheek, I felt her tensed body relax as she gave in.I turned her to face me, cupping her cheeks as I did, connecting our lips in a gentle kiss. She didn’t kiss me back for the first few seconds, most probably debating on whether or not to believe me. I ran my finger over her jawline, smiling into the kiss when she pressed her lips against my own, kissing me back. She was hurt, I knew that, and knowing that she somewhat ended up feeling alone didn’t make things any better.“If you two are done arguing, we can actually get back to business” Vladimir teased. I had the man to thank for being able to both find and make up with her. Having told me that she left, I sent Yaroslav to try and trace where she went only to receive a message from Vladimir that she was at his hotel.I wrapped my arm around Anastasia as the two of us pulled away from the kiss, turning her to face the man who made sure
“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