ANASTASIA’S POV I watched as Nolan walked off with his friend trailing behind him. His words, "Fix it. I don’t need my day getting worse than it already is," were still echoing in my head. Who did he think he was to talk to her like that? I yanked the band from my hair so it cascaded down my shoulders. I ran my hands through the strands and made sure they covered my neck "Satisfied?" I muttered to myself, imagining Nolan's smug face. I straightened my posture and made my way to the living room.Walking into the living room for the first time, it had high ceilings and tasteful decor, it gave off the minimalistic and expensive vibe. At the same time, it felt cold and impersonal, just like the marriage I’d been forced into. Everyone was already seated around and my gaze briefly met Nolan’s before I sat in an empty seat opposite him. "Good," Mr Russo began in his deep voice. "Now that we’re all here, let’s discuss the merger. This union isn’t just about your marriage. It’s mostly about
NOLAN’S POV“We have a shipment scheduled for tomorrow night,” Dimitri said from the passenger seat as we made our way to the office. “The docks are clear, and security’s tight. No leaks this time,” he added, scanning through reports on his tablet. I smirked keeping my eyes focused on the road. “There better not be. The last thing I need is another raid messing with our operations. What’s the update on the new routes?”“All set,” Dimitri replied confidently. “The eastern line is secure, and the drivers are fully briefed. No room for errors.”Before I could give him a response my phone buzzed. I glanced at the screen and answered sharply, “What is it?”One of my trusted workers spoke on the other end of the call. “Boss, we’ve identified who tipped off the government about the delivery.”My jaw tightened. “Where are you?” I asked in a low tone.“Warehouse, sir. Private room. The team’s already here.”I hung up without another word and turned to Dimitri. “Change of plans. We’re heading
ANASTASIA’S POV“I don’t care what the issue is, Felix!” I yelled into the phone, holding it to my ear with one hand while struggling to put on my jacket with the other. My voice echoed off the marble floors as I stomped down the hallway. “The shipment was supposed to be in the factory last month! What’s the excuse this time? Logistics? Customs? Or some other nonsense?”Felix’s nervous reply buzzed at the other end of the line. “Ma’am, it’s… it’s a customs hold. They’re… checking for irregularities. We’re working on—”“Working on it?!” I cut him off, reaching the bottom of the staircase. “You’ve had weeks to ‘work on it’! I don’t want your fucking excuses, Felix. I want results. That shipment is very important for production, and if I don’t get the release confirmation by noon, I’ll personally come down there and handle it myself. I’m sure you know what that means for you?”“Yes, ma’am,” he stammered.I pinched the bridge of my nose in frustration. “And what about the revised invoices
NOLAN’S POVI stepped out of my car as it came to a stop outside Anastasia’s office building. I walked straight to the elevator, passing by the receptionist without sparing her a glance. As the elevator took me to her floor, my jaw tightened. One week. She’d been gone for one week without a single word.The elevator doors slid open, and I walked past her secretary, who was shocked to see me and jumped to her feet.“Mr. Russo, you can’t just—”I didn’t pay her any mind as I pushed open the door to Anastasia’s office, and I stepped inside without hesitation.Anastasia was sitting at the head of the table, dressed in her usual suit and her hair sleeked back in a bun. Sitting opposite her was a man in his mid-forties, dressed in an expensive suit, with a woman who looked like his assistant seated beside him. Anastasia’s eyes widened in surprise when she saw me storm in.“Nolan?” she said in a sharp tone, “What are you doing here?”I ignored her question and turned to the man seated across
ANASTASIA’S POVI parked my car in the driveway beside Nolan’s car which was parked neatly as always. I could see another car parked right beside his, but I didn’t pay it any mind. I reached for my bag and stepped out of the car. My heels clicked softly against the pavement as I made my way to the front door.As I unlocked the door and stepped inside, the muffled sound of voices reached my ears. One was Nolan’s while the other belonged to a female I wasn’t familiar with.My brow furrowed slightly as I slipped off my shoes and carried them in my hand. The voices grew clearer as I got closer to the living room. I stopped at the doorway as I took in the scene in front of me.Nolan stood rigid at the center of the room looking irritated. Across from him was a woman with blonde hair, dressed in a slutty short gown. Her arms were crossed and she looked like she was almost in tears.“What’s going on here?” I asked, my voice calm but sharp.I watched as they both turned toward me. The lady na
NOLAN’S POVI watched as Anastasia turned back at Mr. Petrov and said, “I don’t take threats lightly, Mr. Petrov.” Anastasia said in a low voice, “I suggest you choose your next moves very carefully.” She delivered the threat in a calm yet cold manner. She’s more dangerous and sharp-witted than I had given her credit for. I watched as she walked ahead of me confidently, her heels clicking softly on the tiled floor as we made our way outside. When we reached our cars, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and saw my assistant's name, Leo on the screen. I had sent him out of the country to do some undercover work for me and he can only be calling to either tell me he has been caught of that he’s back in the country. “What is it?” I asked, keeping my voice low as I answered.“Sir, the assignment you sent me is complete. I’ve gathered all the information and I’m back in the country” He said in a hushed tone. “Good work, Leo. I’ll see you in the office soon,” I replied, endin
ANASTASIA’S POVThe drive back home was uneventful, but the thoughts of Nolan churned in my head. How he took charge today when we were dealing with Petrov in the morning, and how he easily banters with me. For the first time, I found myself admitting that I found him intriguing.The house came into view as I turned into the estate gates. The guards nodded as I passed through the gate, their expressions neutral as always. I parked in the driveway and stepped out, the familiar scent of freshly cut grass breezing through the evening air.The house was awfully quiet when I entered, the soft hum of the air conditioning was the only sound in the house. Nolan’s absence was noticeable, although I couldn’t quite point out why it bothered me. He had stayed back at the office, probably poring over work or meetings.I kicked off my heels and made my way to the kitchen. A glass of wine sounded like a good idea right now. But as I entered, I froze. Sitting at the counter was none other than Nolan
NOLAN’S POVThe house was quiet when I woke up with light creeping in through the curtains. I sat up, rubbing a hand over my face before reaching for my phone. I had a few missed calls from my father’s assistant, a couple of messages from Leo, and one from an unknown number that made my brow scrunch up.Ignoring it for now, I threw the covers off and headed for the shower. Today was going to be long between the meeting with Glinda, the briefing for the gala, and whatever new problem was bound to arise.As I stepped under the warm water, my thoughts drifted to last night. Anastasia had been different—less guarded, more... real. The way she had laughed, the way she had argued, even the way she had rolled her eyes at me felt less forced. It was unsettling how natural it had been, how much I had caught myself enjoying it.By the time I was dressed and headed downstairs, I found Anastasia already in the kitchen, her back turned as she reached for a mug. She was dressed in a fitted white bl
NOLAN’S POV The fire alarms continued blaring through the house as the fire consumed everything in its way. Despite this, the pounding of my heart was the only thing I could hear. Anastasia was still locked in her room and the fire was growing rapidly at the side of her room. Not thinking twice, I ran towards her room as panic coursed through me. Her door was closed and there was no sign of movement from the other side. The thought of her still being unconscious while the house burned around us made me panic even more. "Anastasia!" I yelled as I banged on the door. There was no answer. "Anna, open the damn door!"Nothing.I cursed under my breath as I grabbed the handle of her door and twisted. It was locked as expected.Without hesitating, I stepped back and slammed my shoulder into the door once, twice, and on the third hit, it opened with a sharp crack. I ran inside the room, immediately searching for Anna through the thick smoke filled in the room.Anastasia was lying motionle
NOLAN’S POVThe sounds of wrapping and loading shipments echoed through the warehouse as I stalked across the loading bay, my patience getting thinner by the second. My voice rang out, sharp and unforgiving."Get those crates secured properly, or I'll have your ass fired before you can blink!" I barked, watching as two workers scrambled to fix their mess. "If I see another damn shipment delayed because of incompetence, heads will roll."My workers knew better than to test me when I was in this mood. A mood that I have been stuck on for a week. It’s been a week since the gala. A week since the fight with Anastasia. It has been a week since Anna turned cold towards me.I was already pissed off, and the sound of slow, deliberate footsteps approaching me from behind didn’t help. I didn't have to turn around to know who it was."Someone’s in a bad mood, huh?" Dimitri said in an amused tone as he stepped up beside me with his hands in his pockets.I exhaled sharply, running a hand through m
ANASTASIA’S POVI squinted my eyes as the morning light filtered through the curtains. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. I tried to get myself to stand up, but my body felt heavy. My mind replayed last night in endless loops—the fight, the accusations, the look in Nolan’s eyes when he threw those words at me.A sharp knock on my door brought me out of my thoughts.I sat up, wondering who that could be. “What?” I responded sharply .The door swung open, and Maria stepped inside hesitantly.“Good morning, ma’am. Breakfast is ready,” she said in a careful voice, as if she already knew the thick tension that hung in the air of this house.“Thank you, Maria. I’ll be down soon.” I said as I rubbed my temples.“Okay ma’am” She said as she nodded and left, closing the door behind her.With a sigh, I threw off the covers and made my way to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and my eyes were slightly puffy from lack of sleep. I pressed my lips in a tight line as I turned on the tap and sp
ANASTASIA’S POVThe moment Nolan’s fist connected with Leo’s face, I felt my entire body tense. Blood sprayed across the pavement, and Leo staggered back against the car, clutching his jaw. But instead of being scared, Leo had a wicked grin on his face. “There it is,” Leo spat, blood trickling from his busted lip. “There’s the real Nolan Russo.”Nolan didn’t hesitate. He grabbed Leo by the collar and landed another brutal punch. The sickening crack of bone meeting bone echoed in the night air.“Nolan, stop!” I yelled as I stepped forward and placed my hands on his arm, trying to pull him away. But he wouldn’t budge. He was too lost in his rage to hear me.Leo coughed, his laugh gurgling in his throat as he wiped his bleeding mouth. “What’s the matter, Russo?” he taunted, his voice hoarse. “Can’t stand the truth?”Nolan didn’t reply. Instead, he drove his fist into Leo’s stomach, making him double over in pain. The violence was spiraling out of control, and if I didn’t intervene now,
NOLAN’S POVI watched as Anastasia strutted out of the ballroom with the hem of her dress trailing behind her. Even in the dim ballroom light, I could see the smile she was trying so hard to suppress. She enjoyed messing with Rafael Costa whom she has left me to deal with. Rafael was a messy man, his business dealings were always dirty and filled with risks that were best avoided. He thrived in chaos, and I tolerated him only out of necessity. "So, Nolan," Rafael started, swirling the whiskey in his glass, "word on the street is that you’ve tightened your shipping routes. That’s bad for business, you know."I took a sip from my own glass, my expression impassive. "It’s bad for your business. Not mine."Rafael chuckled, leaning in as if we were old friends sharing a joke. "Come on, Russo. The world runs on trade, and restrictions only make things difficult. For everyone."I set my glass down with a soft clink. "That’s not my concern. My priority is ensuring that my shipments are secu
ANASTASIA’S POVLeo pulled the car up to the entrance of the ballroom and stepped out first. He moved to open Nolan’s door. Nolan stepped out, adjusting his cuffs before coming to the other side to open my door. When he opened the door, he extended his hand toward me to hold. I took a deep breath and placed my hand in his. His grip was firm, warm, and steady as I stepped out of the car.“You ready?” he asked, his voice low, almost intimate.I straightened my shoulders and met his gaze. “Always.”A smirk tugged at his lips before he led us toward the grand entrance, never letting go of my hand. As the heavy doors swung open, we stepped in and the murmur of conversations and the clinking of glasses stopped as the whole room was still.The silence in the room was almost deafening as all eyes turned toward us.Nolan remained unbothered by this as he walked forward with the same composed confidence he carried everywhere. I followed his lead, keeping my chin high.A staff member approached
ANASTASIA’S POVI stood in the dimly lit warehouse, my arms crossed as I observed the workers finishing up their tasks for the evening. My gaze landed on Michael, one of my more efficient employees, as he approached me."Everything is set, boss. The inventory check is complete, and the shipments are ready to go first thing tomorrow," he reported.I nodded in approval. "Good. Make sure the security detail is doubled for the night. I don’t want any surprises. Keep me updated if anything changes.""Will do. Safe travels, ma’am."I glanced at my wristwatch and nearly cursed. I only had an hour left to get back home. If I didn’t leave now, Nolan would never let me hear the end of it."I have to go," I said, already making my way to the car. The moment I slid into the driver’s seat, I pressed the ignition and pulled out onto the main road.Halfway home, my phone rang. I pressed the Bluetooth button on the dashboard, and Nolan’s voice filled the car."You’ve got forty-five minutes, Anastasia
NOLAN’S POVI leaned back in my chair, my fingers drumming against the desk as I glanced at the time. Anastasia should be back soon. Or at least, she should be on her way if she wasn’t caught up in whatever business had taken her to the warehouse again.Deciding to check in, I picked up my phone and dialed her number. She answered after a few rings.“Do you plan on wearing what you wore to the warehouse to the ball?” I asked immediately she picked up. “What ball?” she asked, confusion evident in her voice.I smirked. “The charity ball. You know, the one we agreed to attend together and play the perfect power couple?”The other end of the call was silent for a second before she let out a groan. “Right. That’s tonight, isn’t it?”“Glad to see you keep our commitments at the top of your priority list.”“Oh please Nolan, it’s not my fault some of us take our jobs more seriously than you” she shot back sounding amused.I fake gasped “I can’t even fake being hurt sweetheart, I do take m
ANASTASIA’S POV “Wait… my car. It’s still at the office.” I said as the sudden realization hit me as Nolan drove us home. Nolan barely spared me a glance as he said. “Leo will get it.”I frowned. “I can just go back and—”“I said Leo will get it.” He said as he pulled out his phone and dialed Leo’s number before I could argue further.“Pick the keys to my wife’s car from the receptionist at her office and bring the car to the house,” Nolan said to Leo in a firm tone. Whatever response he got must have been an agreement because he ended the call and slipped his phone back into his pocket.“Bossy much? You didn’t have to show off like that” I said with a huff. He smirked. “It’s efficient.”“Yeah, whatever”“Why don’t you have a driver or a PA?” Nolan asked with his brows furrowed a bit. “You shouldn't be doing these petty tasks yourself”I shrugged “I just like my things done precisely, so I’d rather get things done myself” “Okay, but why?”“It’s efficient,” I said blankly. Nolan