DENVERDrake doesn’t know Anastasia, and he wouldn’t be stupid enough to make this kind of bloody mistake if he knew.I just found out she is the intern student who is meant to be under me, and it’s as if the universe is coming to haunt me.It’s as if everything I was trying to avoid is coming after me, and I can’t escape it.Speaking of Anastasia, I think I made a bloody mistake pertaining to the very first time I was on the phone with her.When she pleaded not to leave her, my heart melted like acid was poured on my entire chest, as if the clock stopped ticking. I badly wanted to say something to her, if at all anything, but not to keep her silent.I had a few things to say, but my mind was on its own discussion, and I couldn’t utter a word to her. My heart wanted to explode like a volcano when I heard her cry. She must have felt really bad because she ended the call just as I was about to say something, I kept silent for too long and she might have gotten my silence wrongly.And my
ANASTASIAI haven’t slept for days now, and I can’t recall the last time I had to battle with insomnia for days.I’ve been stuffing my body with sleeping pills—maybe precisely three pills or five. I swallowed so many that I lost count, and I still couldn’t get enough sleep.I tried my last resort, dancing and singing horribly loud till my voice went dead, but I was still not fucking sleeping but just staring miserably at the not-too-modern ceiling of my room.I meant every word I said by going back into my shell and going into hiding, where no one would be able to find me. And I meant no fucking one because it’s been three days since I disappeared from the world where nobody acknowledged my presence.I’m in a world of my own. I’m in a world where the walls can even recognize my voice and my presence. The only sad thing about it is that it brings back memories of me when I was ten.This house holds so many memories, and even though it gives me the space I crave to stay away from the ou
DENVERWhen Drake said my brain sometimes behaves like a machine, he wasn’t wrong. He meant I was always acting fast, like a machine. Like a moving train. Always on point. Moving forward. Taking another step in seconds.I don’t believe my fucking self. I don’t believe I truly went after her and brought her out in the most insignificant place. She’s making me do things that I don’t imagine myself doing.I’ve been controlling myself because I’m way older than her, and she’s now Bennett’s ex. I’m trying to put that all into consideration; that’s why I haven’t let my demon out yet. But she’s not fucking seeing that.She doesn’t seem to care how much I’m older than her. She doesn’t also fucking care that she was once Bennett's girlfriend and I’m his father, but she spits out words that get me so hard and hungry for her.I wonder how she found that place. It looks totally different from our normal world; it’s more like a different world that nobody but her knows about. It’s an old-fashioned
ANASTASIAI can never outgrow my unhealthy obsession with chocolate milkshakes. I sip in my milkshake slowly in the cafeteria located in the Denver & Drake law firm while Karina watches me with her lowered judgmental eyes, requesting for reasons I would go hiding without telling her.I knew I would be doomed once I was back, but I just couldn’t care less at the moment. I just needed to hide and stay away, but Denver ruined all of that in less than forty-eight hours.“Where the heck did you go?” She sighs, staring at me and down at the file in front of her. She’s started her intern training with Chloe, one of the junior attorneys in the law firm, and he’s been giving her loads of files to sort out, as she has said.“Somewhere you don’t know. Look, I’m sorry I didn’t tell you or anyone. I promise it won’t happen again.” It honestly won’t happen again when Denver has made it his job to watch me like I'm a prey.He has probably been too busy since he left me in his apartment and asked me
DENVERI was just staring blankly at Chloe’s face, not actually listening to the things he has been saying, because my mind has been roaming about, or rather revolving around, that little girl’s world.I call her that little girl so my dick can behave, at least. I want to call her that so my dick can stop having ideas, but she was never that little girl. At least, not for some time. Not for now that I’ve given up the fight to kill my urge for her.She’s practically a woman. A full-grown woman with legs that go for miles and a tiny waist that can only fit in one of my palms. And currently, she’s in the place where I’m supposed to be focused, not distracted.And I can’t get my mind off the picture of her in my head. The skirt she’s wearing and the way she had technically dressed for business—I had never seen her dress that way before.Whatever Chloe is saying right now is so fucking boring. I want to dismiss him and return to my office, but he keeps talking, and most of the things are un
ANASTASIABehave, or you will pay, were his words. I don’t know why something in me wants to pay, so I dare him.I don’t get to see his face or reaction because my feet give out and the world turns upside down. No, it’s not my feet or the world. It’s him as he picks me up and throws me over his shoulder, landing me roughly on the desk. Denver doesn’t do gentle; in fact, he is the furthest thing from gentle. He is coarse, harsh, and strict.So damn strict that my thigh clench in remembrance of his authoritarian lusty commands.He throws every fucking thing off the desk and arranges my butt properly on it. My heart is pounding against my chest, and it’s about to burst.“Everything you have been talking about, you will show me. Now.” He doesn’t say anything or do anything more than what he just said, but his gaze does everything, as if I should erupt like a volcano undergoing an eruption blast.“ Huh?” It’s as if my mouth has been sealed, but literally not when I’ve been confidently sayi
DENVERThis is beyond losing my mind. I think I totally lost it the moment I motioned my fingers into her tight, clammy pussy. Fuck, that was the end of me. Maybe there should be an announcement that Denver is dead and there’s a new person with his name.I couldn’t believe the way her pussy almost strangled my fingers and flooded right in front of me as if it were only mine. As if it recognizes me as its only owner.Fuck, I should own that pussy from now on, from the way it accepted me and responded to my fucking touch.I had never seen a girl that wet right in my hands; she’s full of life and sweetness. I couldn’t keep my dick calm as I went wild in my imagination while I fingered her. Coupled with the fact that her beige eyes captured all my attention, she’s beautiful as hell.Anastasia has the kind of beauty of a princess who has been living in the castle since she was born and living a luxurious kind of life, but her story says otherwise. Although she doesn’t look like she came fr
ANASTASIASilence.There's been fucking silence since we drove back home.Home?Did I just call Denver’s house my home? Since when did that thought begin to earnestly etch in my brain?I don’t deny that it sounds pleasant to call his house my home, even though I strongly feel it’s temporary, just like the new development that just happened between the two of us.When we were on our way back home, I thought maybe, just maybe, it’s all a dream and I was still stuck in it, but then I could stare at him while he drove and I could smell him.Those notes of spices and wood lingered through my nostrils. It was reality.He had truly fucked me with his fingers and said dirty words that got my traitor pussy so wet and oddly painful.So it couldn’t have been a dream because Denver has been right here with me. But since I got dismissed from his office, he has barely said a word to me.His eerie silence seems to have glued my lips; I couldn’t break the silence even when my boldness was at its peak
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