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
ANASTASIA’S POVThe moment the elevator doors slid shut, I exhaled sharply, gripping my car keys tightly. My heart was still beating too fast, my skin tingling from where Nolan had held my hand. Stupid. I should be used to his antics by now. He was always pushing, always teasing, as if waiting for me to slip up and reveal something—what exactly, I wasn’t sure.The drive to my office felt longer than usual, my mind replaying the morning over and over. I hated how easily he got under my skin. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. This marriage was a necessity, nothing more. But Nolan had a way of making things feel… different. More complicated than they should be.As I stepped into my office, the familiar scent of jasmine and vanilla greeted me. The space was exactly as I had left it—neat, organized, efficient. But what I hadn’t expected was the figure lounging comfortably in the chair opposite my desk, legs crossed, scrolling through her phone as if she owned the place.“Athena?” I blink
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
NOLAN’S POV"Leo, you bastard! I know you have my wife. If you lay so much as a finger on her hair, I’ll ruin your entire generation." My voice was steady, but every syllable carried the rage I felt.The sound of Leo chuckling on the other end of the phone pushed me over the edge, but I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to stay calm. Losing my temper wouldn't help Anna. "I want to talk to my wife, Leo."Leo snickered again before putting the phone on speaker. "Lookey, the husband is calling," he said in a mocking tone."Hello, husband. Miss me already?" The sound of Anna’s voice made my heart pound hard against my ribcage. She sounded unfazed, but I knew better. She was masking her fear.I closed my eyes, gripping the phone tighter "Leo, I swear, I’ll hunt you down, and when I get my hands on you, I’ll make you regret the day you were born. You bastard."“Now, now, Nolan. No need for threats. You should be thanking me. I’m helping you realize that some women just aren’t worth the effo
ANASTASIA’S POVI could feel a dull, persistent throb banging through my skull as I slowly regained consciousness. The last thing I could remember before passing out was the driver stopping to check the tires, and the car was suddenly filled with fumes that knocked me out. From where I was, I could hear muffled and distant voices. I could feel my eyes covered by blindfolds, so opening my eyes was pretty much useless. I tried to move my wrists, but they were tightly bound behind me. The rough texture of rope dug into my skin with every slight movement. I tugged once, then twice, getting frustrated as I realized how useless my efforts were. My legs were bound to the chair as well, restricting even the slightest move.I let out a frustrated groan just as I heard the door creaking open. The door opening was followed by slow and deliberate footsteps. I counted two people from the footsteps. One of them stopped a few feet away while the other circled me, the sound of heels clicking on t
NOLAN’S POVI was sitting on a couch in my hotel room with my elbows resting on my knees. Mateo was sitting across from me with a tense expression on his face as he thought about our next move. “We need to clean up this mess," I said with frustration evident in my voice. “Raul Esteban did more damage than I anticipated, and now my business is paying the price."Mateo sighed as he said, “We’ve already started damage control, but it’s a bit difficult at the moment. Some of your men switched sides the moment they saw an opportunity.”I tilted my head back as I let out a humorless laugh. “Then they need to be reminded of their loyalty. Actions have consequences.”Mateo nodded. “I was thinking the same thing. What do you want me to do with them?”Before I could answer, the door burst open. Mateo and I turned towards the door as Dimitri stormed in, his eyes scanning the room before landing on me.I blinked at how he stormed into the room, then leaned back into the couch. “Uh, hi, roommate?
ANASTASIA’S POVThe chatter of conversations filled my ears as I stepped into the conference room. I settled into my seat at the head of the long table, looking at the expressions of my suppliers seated around it.“Alright,” I said as I crossed one leg over the other, leaning forward slightly. “Let’s get straight to the point. I hear there’s been an issue with delays in shipment. Does anybody care to explain?”Mr. Donatti, one of my longest-standing suppliers, adjusted his glasses and cleared his throat. “Yes, Miss Ivanovo–.”I raised my hand, cutting him off. “Mrs Russo,” I corrected in a stern tone. “Ah, yes. My apologies, ma’am,” he said looking around the room awkwardly. “The new regulations at the docks are slowing down our processing times. We’re doing our best to navigate the situation.”I nodded as I tapped my fingers rhythmically on the table. “And by ‘doing your best,’ you mean what exactly? Because last I checked, I paid for efficiency, not excuses.”Donatti shifted in his
NOLAN’S POVI stirred slightly as I felt nudging in my sides, but I didn’t wake up, it must be Anna thrashing around in her sleep. The nudging continued consistently.I scrunched up my brows trying to adjust my eyes to the warm light coming inside through the window. I looked to my side to see Anastasia already awake and looking at me with wide eyes.“Uhm, good morning to you too?” I said turning to face her fully.“You’re going to be late for your trip,” she said blankly.“Can’t wait to get rid of me, huh?” I said as I leaned in to plant a soft kiss on her lips. She let out a sigh as she snuggled closer to me, “I’m sorry it looks like that, I just like being on time when traveling.”I chuckled, “That’s alright princess,” I said as I pressed another kiss to her lips lingering for a bit. I knew I had to leave soon, but I wanted to enjoy a little more time with her. She kissed me back just as softly before pulling away slightly, her fingers tracing light patterns on my chest.“You p
ANASTASIA’S POVWhen I stepped into the house, the aroma of something delicious greeted me. I paused for a second to take in the scent of spices and roasted meat.I curiously made my way to the kitchen wanting to see what Maria was making. The last thing I expected to see was Nolan standing over the stove, making roasted chicken. Maria was standing beside him, handing him a dish as he plated the meal.I took in what was happening and blinked, maybe I was hallucinating?Nolan? Cooking?He looked up just then and caught sight of me. I watched as a slow smile spread across his face. “Hey, princess.”I folded my arms and leaned against the doorway, my lips twitching with amusement. “Well, well well. What exactly am I witnessing here?”Nolan smirked as he continued with what he was doing. “Just a man making dinner for his wife.”I glanced over at the dining table, where different dishes were already laid out—roast potatoes, grilled vegetables, fresh bread, and a bottle of red wine at the c
NOLAN’S POV I drummed my fingers softly against the desk, staring blankly at the stack of files at my front. I’ve been sitting in my office for the past two hours, trying to get some work done, but my mind kept drifting elsewhere.To her. Anastasia.It had been a day since the night we were intimate, and I couldn’t shake the thoughts of her running through my head. The way she had fit so perfectly in my arms when I held her. The feel of her skin against mine. The way her lips had felt against mine. The way she had looked at me afterwards.I rubbed a hand over my face as I leaned back into my chair.Get it together, Nolan.I didn’t think things between us were going to get this intertwined. This marriage wasn’t supposed to mean anything. But damn, it did. The more time I spent around her, the more difficult it became to not get drawn to her.I was pulled out of my thoughts by a knock on my office door. “Come in.”The door opened, and my private investigator, Viktor, stepped inside, ho
ANASTASIA’S POV I tapped my fingers against the steering wheel as I parked at the entrance of an electronic store owned by a family friend John. It’s the same place I’d always come to for my tech needs. I lost my phone in the fire with so many other things, and I needed to replace them as soon as possible.I stepped out of the car, adjusting my bag over my shoulder, and walked into the store. The moment I entered, a warm, familiar voice called out to me.“Well, well, if it isn’t my favorite customer.”A smile tugged at my lips as I turned to find John, standing in the middle of the store with his signature kind expression. “Hey, John,” I greeted, making my way towards him.“For me to see you, you must’ve gotten yourself in trouble huh?” He said, chuckling.“Haha, very funny, John.” “What can I help you with Anna?” “I need a new phone. My last one got... burned.” I said as I looked around.I turned back to him to see his brows lifted in surprise. “Burned? That’s not something I he
NOLAN’S POV Something tickled my face, pulling me out of my sleep. I scrunched my face in mild irritation, shifting away from what was disturbing me. But, the tickling didn’t stop, it continued brushing against my nose. My brows furrowed in confusion as I opened my eyes to see what was happening. As I rubbed my eyes open, I looked beside me to find a figure sleeping next to meThen it hit me.Anastasia and I shared a bed.Adjusting to the dim morning light coming into the room through the slit in the curtains. I turned my head slightly to get a good look at her. And there she was, curled up beside me, strands of her long hair sprawled across my chest.The events from last night replayed in my head, making a slow smirk creep onto my lips. It was the first time we had shared a bed, and it was perfect.I carefully reached out to brush a few strands of hair from her face. When my fingers made contact with her skin, she stirred slightly but didn’t wake up. Instead, she snuggled closer t