DENVERI kissed out the fear from her face, made her eat the special dinner I made just for her, took her back to the room, and fucked her till she went to sleep.But I stayed awake, watching her and thinking of the next thing that would play out now that Sandra had agreed on the idea. Why the fuck will Drake ask her about it? I thought he was fucking joking, but now it doesn’t seem like it anymore.I didn’t know how to wipe out the confusion from her face; I did the only thing I do best: fucking good sex. She wrapped her hands all around me, and she played with my face, and hair, and neck, and anywhere her hands could reach.Anastasia is a touchy person. One who needs physical contact to feel connected. But she doesn’t go around touching everyone—just me and her inner circles that she deems fit.I can’t deny that I love her touching me. If it were someone else, it would have sucked, but it doesn’t. I love it; it makes me different, as if she’s customized me for herself.Any time spe
DENVERI know Anastasia as someone who never gives up easily; that’s why she will never give up the questions but insist until she arrives at the end result.“Because I don’t want to get hurt. She’s the mother of your son, and you have a relationship with her even though you might not be legally married to her. She has every possibility to be with you than me.”“She doesn’t want me. You are just overthinking, and if we are to go on vacation, it’s because of Drake, nothing more, Ana. Now breathe.”She doesn’t realize she’s been holding her breath for quite a while. It happens when she is expecting the worst output; she usually prefers to prepare for it before it hits her hard.“As long as I want you, I won’t give up.” She whooshes out a sigh, still kneeling on my lap with her hand all over my neck as her elbows rest on my broad shoulders.“Nice negotiating skills, Anastasia.”“I learn from the best. You teach me a lot of things, Denver. I see how you defend your points in court, and yo
ANASTASIAWe’re back.We’ve only been gone for three days, and it feels like a week. God, how I love to go back to that paradise. I love every bit of it.It was everything I dreamed of. Being with him alone, in a dream land, and fucking all day and night. The thoughts of the moments we had make my thigh clench each second I think about them.Now we are back to reality, back to the law firm, and fucking working as an intern student. He’s been busy with business calls since he got back into the office, and he hasn’t really taken a second to glimpse at me.I was expecting Karina to yell at me for going on vacation with a man who isn’t mine. I think by now she must be fully aware that stuff is going on between me and Denver.I wouldn’t have to tell her; Chloe would. They seem to have gotten closer; now I see her sitting on his desk, and he would come around, kissing her tightly and making a tight grab on her waist.At least that was what I saw when I wanted to speak to her. I saw them thr
ANASTASIAMy parents have been found.I still can’t believe it and keep mentally shaking myself during the entire ride back home. I found out Drake doesn’t know I’m the girl who's been looking for her parents.I wonder how Denver did it, but it seems to be more valid. Am I really going to see my parents soon? I think I’m dreaming.I know I hate them so much, but I feel like a heavy load has been lifted off me. I feel like my breathing has returned to normal, and maybe I’m not dying on the inside anymore.I’m clinking my nails and rubbing my sweaty palm on my bare lap. I still don’t know how to form a word; I’m just quiet, thinking about what might happen when I see them.“Are you going to be sitting all day, Ana? Get off the bed and get something to wear; we are finally going to see your parents.” He stands beside the door, his arms and legs crossed. He’s been staring at me since I’ve been panicking in bed.“Did you really do this for me? Help me find my parents.” My eyes are teary, a
ANASTASIADenver didn’t speak to me until we got to the apartment description Drake gave him. He is trying to respect my decision, and that’s all I want at the moment.I need alone time in my head.I need to calm the pounding in my chest and the constant constriction in my heart.I should stop my stupid heart from believing that he'll come around. That one day, he’d feel a silver of what I feel for him, but I’ve only been chasing a void.An impossibility.I’ve been clinking my nails, and they all hurt badly now, but I still can’t stop doing it because I’m nervous, maybe anxious too.Maybe deep down, I really want to see them. I truly love to have them back in my life. I want to meet them and maybe forgive them so we can all start over.It isn’t going to take anything to forgive them, right?We’re still inside the car since he stopped in front of the apartment. I’m contemplating going out or not.Or maybe this is a bad idea; we should turn around and go back home.“You need to come dow
DENVERIt’s my fucking fault.I know all the blame should be on me because I should have done proper research before believing what Drake said. He probably thought they were the real parents for her; however, it’s not his fault either.It’s a fucking misconception. And that misconception has caused her fucking damage. A damage she would not give me the chance to mend.A deadly one because she’s refused to say a word since we got back. She’s refused to respond to me or anyone.The splash of water is loud, but it isn’t as loud as Anastasia's shriek. It’s the first time I’ve heard that sound from her. The terror in her shrieking voice tore through my chest and clashed against my bones.She cried her eyes out that night and curled up in bed. Fuck, I shouldn’t have given her so much hope about meeting her parents. But I couldn’t stop feeling hurt when I saw her longing to meet her parents. I didn’t want to keep consoling her without a lack of trying.The next day, she woke up with swolle
ANASTASIAMy eyes increased in size the moment I set my eyes on his erection.Shit, he can’t unlock the door.She can’t come in either.My chest burns as I roughly swallow my saliva.“I’m sorry, Anastasia, but I need you to use the back door right now. This is going to be a mess if you remain here while she comes in.” I gulp in a sharp intake of air when he spills that out, as I clutch hard on my chest. I know the situation we are in right now is complicated, but it never occurred to me that Denver would want me to hide because of her.Ah, fuck.I want to scream, cry, or throw up as the word keeps playing in my head, but there’s no time because he’s heading towards the door to open for her with his hard erection.I use the back door, but I don’t walk away. I pin against the wall, listening to whatever’s going to happen between them. Shit, I feel like an outsider right now, a third person who doesn’t matter and can be abandoned anytime.I draw in a deep breath. I can’t let out the cry
DENVERI never expected the most difficult part of my life would be choosing between two women.I stormed out of the office to clear my head because I never expected to hear those words from Sandra. She wants to fix us, and she’s nothing without me, she said.I couldn’t deny that those words went straight to my heart like a sharp spear. It burned like molten metal but felt good in a way; it felt good that Sandra was saying something good for the first time.I’m in between giving her the chance to work on us and letting go of Anastasia. I honestly don’t know which is the right thing to do because Anastasia isn't someone I can let go of as well.Anastasia means something to me; she’s not just my toy to play with. She’s more, and it annoys me that I can’t figure out what I want with her yet.I still can’t fathom the act of letting her go. It would break me the same way it would break her. Fuck, I’ve never been this messed up like I am right now.I made sure Sandra was gone before I retur
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