ANASTASIAI might have seen this coming—Chloe taking his chances with me because Denver is out of work.But I don’t expect the next thing he says as soon as I glue my ass back on the seat. “What’s your relationship with Denver? Tell me, and you might not end up in much trouble." He smirks, crossing his legs on top of each other.I’m sucking in my chocolate milkshake but choke on it as soon as he says those words, and then I’m forced to hold back my laughter. I’m pretty sure he must have suspected something between us, but he has no clue and probably wants to find out from me.“Let me get that correctly. Are you trying to say I’m in trouble if I don’t give you answers to what you are looking for?” I smile, tilting my head and staring at him with so much boldness. If he actually thinks he can take advantage of Denver’s absence, then he’s in for a surprise.“Whichever way you put it, Anastasia.” He folds up his hands across his chest this time, and I smirk even harder.“Why don’t you ask
DENVERWhat the heck is happening to me? I’m starting to feel like she’s a drug in my system; I can’t fuck her out, and even when I’m away from her, I can’t bloody function without thinking of her.I thought it might be different if I was with Sandra, but, hell no, it feels like I’m a totally different person, not the Denver I used to be.The fucking hard Denver is being softened by a girl who should have been a one-time thing or a forbidden fruit I should never have tasted.Now I’m at a messed-up point in my life because Sandra seemed to be acting like she cared about me all of a sudden. She wanted me to fuck her; she told me she missed my touch and every fucking thing that didn’t make sense to me.I wanted to spill it on her face about why the heck she is missing my touch when she has a lesbian lover who gives her all the pleasure she craves? But I held my cool and acted like I didn't know about all her nasty deeds as a lesbian. Even though I say it to her face, she would never com
DENVERShe is not in the coffee shop anymore, and her friends aren’t there either. My jaw tightens when one of the attorneys tells me she left with Karina and Ryker.Of course, it’s fucking Ryker again. Maybe this time I need to get the boy transferred to the other branch for real.I pull out my phone and call her as I head to my car, but she doesn’t pick up. My wrist wraps around the steering so tight that I nearly break it from its hinges.Why the heck did she leave without informing me? And maybe it wouldn’t have been this disturbing if she only went out with Karina.But that’s not the case here; she went with the Ryker as well. The fucking guy who’s been having eyes on her.I dial her number again and drive out of D&D. Still no answer.I loosen my tie as I hit the gas and reach home in no time. She really needs to learn how to answer her fucking phone. How many times will I tell her to always take my calls or keep her phone fucking on?When I go into the house, however, no sound o
ANASTASIAWho said I’m drunk? I’m not drunk—maybe a little bit—but just having fun. Yes, I’m swaying my hips and shaking my curvy ass under the red-blue light.My body feels so light and hot, but it’s only because of the music and the dancing.I don’t really like being in a club because of the buzzing energy and loud noise, but I thought of trying it for the first time when my brain was almost exploding because of Denver’s cruel silence.He was avoiding me; I knew it the moment he walked out of the office door and never came back for over an hour.This club is the perfect place to let out my sorrow. The energy here drives me high and makes my head lighter than it’s ever been.I dragged Ryker and Karina with me and even called Jane and Joel to join us. They didn’t want to, but there are party people anyway, so they showed up soon after.They are actually party people; I’m the only one who is weird here, the only one new to this, and who’s never been to a nightclub, but there’s surely
ANASTASIAMaybe it's a night to cry and moan at the same time, because I feel tears pricking at the edges of my eyes.The harsh anger of his words is like a slap to my face, a hard one that springs tears."You hate me talking about them; it's the same way I hate it that you are not saying anything about Sandra. Did you even fuck her?" The liquids are gathering at my lids now, and I don't get the chance to wipe them away before he slides my pants down my legs.“Did you let boys touch you because of Sandra? How the fuck is she influencing your emotions when she is not even here?” His hands stop at my thighs, and I stare at him with teary eyes, biting my lips with a low moan.“But you are making it seem like you are not over her.” He holds my thighs firmly, spreads them apart, and digs his big fingers into my core in his direct view.“You are just overthinking. I’m not making it seem so. I’m not stupid enough to tell you lies. She’s not even here, and you are acting so overwhelmed. Wha
DENVERI’m almost clenching the phone in my hands as soon as she breaks down in tears.I regret taking the call, but I needed to know what she was so scared of all of a sudden.I needed to know why she wasn’t taking the call. It was about her parents, and it was a failed research project, but there is more to it. She is probably not saying it; her tremors prove that there is more, but I can’t bring her to point it out to me.She looks terrible after the call ends, as if she should disappear off the surface of the earth. The more I stare at her, the more she wants to bury herself.She has been keeping them from me, and they are the reason she has been having nightmares and inner tremors.“You are looking for your parents. Why didn’t you say it all these while?” I clench my fists, not at all mad at her. I’m mad at the state she’s in now, as if she’s seeing a ghost right in front of her.“What would you have done? I don’t tell anyone; I keep it to myself because nobody cares to know. Ben
ANASTASIAI sense danger.I mean, the more time I spend with Denver, the more intense my feelings for him are. And if he should decides to leave me, my heart will probably stop working.I should probably stop, take a deep breath, and think. This is temporary; this is not my home, and one day I might not be here anymore.How the fuck will I cope if he leaves me? I’m afraid my feelings are spiraling out of control. I’m afraid that one day all these will just be gone in a flash, as if they never existed. As if I never had the most beautiful moment with Denver. As if he didn’t fuck me so well and in different places.He fucked me in a club bathroom, and that’s another record-breaker I should tick off on my to-do list.There’s so much more to do, so much on my list of desires, and is it so bad that I want to do all of it with him? Someone who isn’t mine, but I badly want him to be mine and mine alone.I used to believe I could share him with Sandra, but, heck no, it's different now. I don’
ANASTASIASomeone should catch me because I’m about to fall to my death. My heel twisted as the bone in my knees went dead.My legs are wobbling as I see her. It’s not the first time I've seen her; it’s probably the third time. She is the kickass woman with a lot of fans on social media; she’s the ultimate stylish woman with an undying love for fashion.She appears classy and elegant in her tailored beige dress and her black high heels. Her brown hair is gathered in a neat twist, and her light eyes are set in a serene fashion.She is like an idol to most young females, apparently because of her lifestyle, and maybe because she is the wife of a billionaire as well. But that’s not the issue now. What is she doing here?I hold the wall for support, and that’s when she looks at me. That is when she notices me, and that is when he also takes his eyes off his computer and pierce into mine.“My goodness, are you okay?” She jumps out of the couch and runs to hold me by my arms, literally tryi
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