ANASTASIAThere is one thing about having bad memories, and there’s another when a particular sound triggers the memories.Currently, that’s the issue I’ve been battling with, the beeping of my phone. Scientifically, it is about being traumatized by sounds and happens after a traumatic experience.Since I started searching for who my parents are, basically not because I desire to see them but for the sake of hating more on them. I strongly want to meet my biological parents and watch as the regret displays in their eyes for leaving me, and then I would walk away permanently and they would never see me again.I want them to live with regret like I’ve lived with pain all my life. I want them to be ashamed and astonished that I truly didn’t die and that I survived. I survived even after they abandoned me.I haven’t gotten a reasonable response from the professional genealogist I hired a week ago. And this gives me tremors—fear of the failed research of my biological parents.Whenever my
ANASTASIAA full-body shudder jolts through me, and my spine tingles as I hear his voice.Not only do I stand up unknowingly from my seat, but my whole body also hums to life, and I grab the edge of the coffee table.From my slow intake of air to the curling of my toes in my shoe and all the way to my heaving heart.My body goes through a total tremor, but my nipples and pussy do otherwise, as it tightens like an invisible hand is rubbing on my nipples and a middle finger is motioned into my pussy.It’s just a voice, Anastasia. Damn it.A voice among trillions of others, although it’s not merely any voice, it’s his voice. The man I’m not supposed to be crushing on, because he isn’t just my ex’s dad but married and older than me by twenty years.It feels so wrong, but my heart makes it feel right because he touches me too. He touches me because he wants and likes me, right?He likes me.I think he does.I mean, he wouldn’t keep me unnecessarily in his house and do very naughty things w
ANASTASIAHe is huge.I’ve felt his erection in my stomach, my ass, and my pussy everywhere, and he was probably big, but nothing could have prepared me for what I’m seeing in front of me. Maybe I didn’t get a clearer view of it from the onset, but now I can.His cock is bigger than I expected, veiny, as masculine as his arms, and so lengthy that I fear my pussy will be too small for it. It will be too tight to contain his dick, and it can possibly tear me apart. But I’m not scared because it’s him; I want all of him, every bit of him, even though it will hurt.My mouth waters as I stare long at its thickness, and my pussy clenches around his fingers.I spot a transparent liquid rolling down from the tip of his cock; it’s sticky to his hands as he pumps his length. He isn’t gentle, even though he slowly pumps it, and I’m caught in a trance by the way he touches himself. So completely in order that I wish it was my hand stroking on his veiny, thick cock or, better yet, my mouth.“Fuck,
DENVERI never expected her to be a virgin because she has at least dated once, but fuck it, she let me have it instead of someone worthy of it.I don’t think I’m worthy of it because I'm yet to figure out what she means to me. I’m yet to classify my thoughts, and I don’t want her to feel hurt because of me. If I had known she was a virgin, just like she said, I would have pushed her away.But I saw the emotions in her eyes while she gladly let me give her her very first sex in her gorgeous, tight pussy. How she screams my name with so much desire. How the walls of her pussy tighten around me from inside, as if she wanted me there forever.Fast forward to the part where I told her she’s just a mere toy and nothing else. I watched the swift change in her eyes in a matter of seconds. It’s as if the lights in her bright gold eyes diminish and her eyes blacken.I had to walk away and leave her in my bedroom because I didn’t want to see her cry. I know that at that moment, there were so man
ANASTASIAYou know those deadly chills you feel down your spine—cold and scary chills? Because it feels like something is too late to get done?Yeah, right, I’m feeling those chills right now as my toes are curling up in my white sneakers because I don’t expect Denver to meet me here and this way.I watch his jaw clenching and the movement of his gritting teeth from his cheekbones and jawlines.I’m doomed.How did he get here without giving me any signs? When he hasn’t even spoken to me since he hurt and left me last night? And that’s because he truly hates me.He hates me because I was a virgin, and I let him take it away. Maybe he sees me like shit because doing virgins is not his thing. I mean, doing virgins probably disgusts him, or probably the sight of blood disgusts him even more.My eyes are all over his features as he stands in front of the door. I trail my eyes from his curly hairs and broad, sexy shoulders to the waistband of his trouser as my eyes linger around his slim wa
DENVERAnastasia is fast asleep.I can’t stop staring at her, not me thinking of fucking her again after I just fucked her to sleep, and this time I fucked her against the wall like an animal.I forgot I’m the first man who has ever gotten in between her legs, and I acted like an animal and took her against the wall.If I had an ounce of control, even a silver, I would have stopped and carried her to the bed. I would’ve put on a fucking condom like I usually do with other girls.But all those thoughts didn’t exist when she had her legs around me rocking on my cock as if she had waited for the moment of another round of sex after the first one we had.There was no thinking period, not when she tasted so good. Not when she looks at me like I’m a god. Not when her anger for me soon dissipated as soon as she saw me at the door step.She missed me as much as I did the entire day. And goddamn, I’ve never missed anyone this much.I’ve never had the urge to want to return home on time, not ev
DENVERI kept my word.I didn’t go anywhere but slept on the same bed with her for the first time.Usually, whenever she sleeps off in my bed, I leave her alone and go out to sleep in the other empty rooms.But last night was different; I promised to stay by her side till dawn. I’m about to slide down from the bed when my gaze lands on those colorful beige eyes of hers.It’s so bright and shiny, like the sunlight from every dawn. She appears so free, as if last night wasn’t dreadful for her. For me too, because I fucking freaked out seeing her in that state.“You slept here.” She blurts as if she’s been waiting for me to wake up so she can say the words.I smile, having the urge to push her loose auburn hair behind her ears and maybe touch her face because I want to feel my hands on her tainted skin.“ Shit! What happened to you?” She grabs my hand mid-air, staring at me in confusion. I guess she doesn’t remember; maybe she apparently couldn’t because my presence made her a lot better
ANASTASIA“So what’s going to happen now?” I prop my arms on the table, staring at him with unwavering gazes with so many unsaid words as a thousand and one thoughts go through my mind."I just called my driver to pick you up and take you to the firm. He might also be the one to return you back home.” He throws his phone into the gray suit in his pocket.“So you are leaving already? To meet her?” My eyes feel like they're shrinking, as if they're about to melt down or release some pitiful tears because the man I’m crushing on is rushing down to meet his dear wife.“Anastasia, I told you not to attach feelings; now you are getting worked up on just a mere call from her. Do you want to continue doing this to yourself?” He tilts his head, staring at me with his usual gorgeous green eyes, then he sighs and runs his hands on his face as if he is tired of something or frustrated at something.Maybe it’s me.“ Seriously? After everything we’ve done, do you expect me not to attach feelings? A
ANASTASIAIt’s girls night!Since Denver is out with his stepbrother, I decided to go out with Karina to catch up on all the time I've been away.I’m with her right now, at the club where we had once visited before she found Chloe and fell in love with him.We’re sitting in the area with dim red lights, excluding a sense of privacy and anonymity. It doesn’t mean we can’t be seen by others in the club, but it doesn’t give off the flashy vibes.I’m dressed in a flowery yellow short dress purchased by Denver, and my hair is twisted in a French hairstyle. Karina is wearing a tank top and a blue trouser that’s barely covering her stomach.The waiter heads to our table, and I order my usual chocolate milkshake, and she orders her usual as well. The word obsession is real, and we are in that category, stuck with our favorite drinks."So you go first! Pour out your heart to me, girl!” I tap on the table, grinning as I wait for her to start spilling all the details I must have missed."I'm pre
DRAKEThere are only two of that necklace in the world; it was the same necklace I customized for my lost daughter and Astrid, my wife.I don’t want to assume yet, so I called Astrid to be on her way to the penthouse, where I usually relax when I need some time to think.Astrid is cool with me having a separate house to myself as long as I always come home to her. And sometimes she would meet me up at the penthouse and spend the entire night together.I sit in the bar area with a glass of whiskey and ice as I spin slowly on the bar stool. When we gave birth to our first and only child, Annabel, we had only spent a few days with her before she got stolen from us.Astrid almost died of a heart attack due to the loss of our baby; we searched everywhere for her, but we couldn’t find her. We used the same necklace, but we totally lost her.Astrid still has traumas about the loss of her baby, including the nonstop nightmare and the jerking from her sleep at night. Sometimes she says her bab
ANASTASIA“Welcome back, Anna. Don’t you think your internship should be over by now?” Chloe smirks at me, and I just stare blankly at him. But he smiles nonchalantly, like he always does."Chloe, I told you to stop picking on her. And don’t let Denver hear you speaking to her in this tone; he will cut off your balls, and I truly don’t want your balls out yet. I still want you to fuck me some more." Karina winks at me as she teases him.My face is radiant with a bright smile, and her teasing Chloe made me giggle even more. She turns to me with her arms wide spread."I'm happy to have you back. Gosh, I had no one to gossip with! You just left me all alone!” Rolling her eyes, she falls into my open arms as well.“As for you, Chloe, don’t you think you don’t deserve to be with my friend?” It’s my turn to pick on him, and this time I come with the full energy."Come on, Anna. Must you two fight all the time?” She glances at me, then back to Chloe, and the smile on my face keeps getting wi
DENVERAnastasia is fast asleep, and I can’t stop staring at her. She looked so disturbed when she saw Sandra’s call.And to make her feel at peace, I declined Sandra’s calls, whispering to her that she doesn’t have to worry anymore about Sandra or anyone.And I owe Sandra nothing; it's not compulsory to take her calls.I meant every word I said to Anastasia. I chose her, and I will continue to choose her for the rest of my life. There is no other option aside from being with her.I've thought a lot about what we are going to do together once we leave the UK and return home. Also, I don’t tell her about the surprise part yet.Since I want us to be official, I need to give her an apartment in her name. An apartment she would make her home, and even though she is the only home I want to return to, I would so much love living with her in the apartment.An apartment secured with cameras and security. This is because I know who Sandra is and how much length she can go. Aside from wanting A
ANASTASIA"Even right now.” His tempting voice immersed in my brain, and the only thing that makes sense now is this man's touch.Fuck, he couldn’t even resist as he took in my breath and I breathed in his. He brings his teeth snatching my lips and kisses me so delicately, like precious porcelain.“Gosh, I miss these fucking lips.” I murmur into his mouth. The kissing part is hot, but I can’t wait to have him deep inside me.I wrap my leg around his waist; he holds me so tight as he kisses the hell out of my lips.My nipples begin to ache, desperate for his hands on them. I think this man always has a way of making me lose my mind.Like I’m doing right now. I feel so hot; I’m not gentle as I tear off the tank top on me, leaving my boobs to fall out in front of him.His eyes darkened with temptation as he stared at my pink nipples. The lust in his eyes is alluring. In that swift moment of him staring at my hard and pink nipples, I stare at his gorgeous face.I can’t stop emphasizing how
ANASTASIAI could sense his arrival. I heard the sound of the car all the way from my room. I had just called him a few minutes before I got back home.I don't believe he is suddenly in front of my house; it's as if he abandoned everything he was doing and ran to me.I couldn’t express myself on the phone; I was short of words as tears streaked down my blue eyes. I only said a few words to him and ended the call. “You know what it means by seeing my call again, Denver.”Fuck, I miss calling his name. I miss my lips calling him mine. He has always been mine, but I had been too scared to voice it out.Now, it finally feels like I can call him mine without being scared of his reactions to it. It’s so calming thinking of how this man made me feel—not the bad part but the good ones. It’s so erotic whenever I remember the hot sex we had multiple times.God, I can’t be mad at him anymore. I should really give him a second chance. After all his efforts? I’m convinced he is truly sorry for wha
ANASTASIAD...Did he really say he loved me?Every hair on my skin stood firm the moment he whispered those words. I almost melted in his arms, but I couldn’t risk it. I still needed to trust him more.My entire life, I had been waiting for those words. I was speechless for a brief moment as my inner walls crumbled helplessly. The fact he said those words without blinking or without breaking eye contact with me sent a jolt of excitement through my bones.I wanted to jump and hug and kiss him until I could no longer breathe, but I paused. I had so much restraint from going close to him because I couldn’t break my own heart again. I broke my own heart by trusting and expecting so much from him, but I couldn’t make that same mistake again.His presence has always had effects on me, and I didn’t believe my thigh clenched when he came closer to me, and at that moment the only air I could breathe was his.I took in his fucking manly scent as my eyes ran through his broad shoulders and his
DENVER She needs me. She could be angry and hate me to the core, but my Ana needs me. I know her better than anyone else, and I’m well aware that she’s been having sleepless nights.I knew shit was hitting the fan when I couldn’t perceive her chocolate fragrance on her anymore. It only means one thing: that she’s not been taking her milkshake since she left New York, and that’s a fucking record. If she stopped taking something she's been obsessed with, then it's the scariest shit ever.The way she looked, the way her eyes lost the shine and brightness—the real Anastasia is almost gone. I can’t let that happen; I can’t do that, so I asked her close friend to go after her as soon as she ran angrily from the bar.That wasn't Ana. That was pain talking. It was the first time I had seen her that mad. I don't ever want to see that part again.Even though she doesn’t want me to go after her, there are several other ways I could use to save my Ana.Pacing about in front of the apartment wher
ANASTASIA I would be stupid if I said I wasn’t hurting. It’s been over a week since it happened, but I will never be the same again, not when I can’t erase my memories. How am I supposed to forget it like it never happened?No matter what I try, I can’t seem to forget it or what schemes I attempt to indulge in; I can’t take him off my mind, even though thinking about him hurts like hell.His name and thoughts always pop up in my head, literally unexpectedly. How can I stop thinking about him when it’s bedtime? Or when I’m about to take a bite of my meal or take a sip of my milkshake?Fuck, my world has been so entangled with him that it’s so difficult to disentangle myself.Or how the bloody fuck do I delete moments of him from my head? He’s the first person I think of when I wake up, and the freaking last person I think of when I shut these pretty eyes of mine.I know I should stop thinking about him, but I feel like I need closure to move on. I need answers to why he did those thing