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All Chapters of GOOD SIN: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5
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GOOD SIN/Anna Wynter
~ ANASTASIA ~The first time I saw him, I was eight years old. He was the boy who'd made my life a misery, the one who'd taken pleasure in my pain. If there's anything like hate from afar, it would be me to him. But I think I should try to say that to my under-satisfied libido and clenched thighs.I shake my head, shaking the thoughts off as I rub my thighs together one last time. I have a boy-fucking-friend and lusting for that fucker shouldn't be part of the plan.He's not just my neighbour.He's the enemy.My enemy, and my family's enemy. Damien fucking Vincenzo is a bastard hiding behind a body that looks to be sculpted by the gods themselves. And if I should get the chance, I will carve his skin, inch by every bloody inch and feed his eyes to the Vultures for everything he made me go through at Crescent high.And again. I have a boyfriend. My sinfully hot neighbor who's walking around butt naked in a fucking glass penthouse without curtains shouldn't be a distraction right?I s
Last Updated : 2024-12-03T W O
GOOD SIN/Anna Wynter
~ ANASTASIA ~I was crying in my sleep. And when I woke up, my face was filled with dried tears and my nose was blocked.Good.Just how I wanted my weekend to start.I unplug my phone. The whole scene with Hector and Alexander better be a nightmare. But when I scroll through my call logs, I discovered it's one hell of a reality. I groan, crawling out of the bed.If this goes on, I might just end up a lonely Billionaire. But I still need to confirm from Hector. Like, who knows, the bitch might be lying or something. I enter the bathroom and stand before the mirror.Stormy gray eyes and chestnut brown hair stares back at me. And ‘a mess’ will be a fucking understatement to describe the current me. Like, my hair looks like a bird's nest and my eyes are all puffy and red as if I just walked straight out of a horror movie. I turn on the faucet, allowing the cool water to drop onto my hand before splashing some on my face. After brushing my teeth, I move back to my room and grab my phone.
Last Updated : 2024-12-03T H R E E
GOOD SIN/Anna Wynter
~ ANASTASIA ~But I'm not even halfway towards the entrance of the restaurant when a warm hand grabs my shoulder and I try to wiggle free with my grip tightening on Isabella's wrist who's spotting the same reaction as me. “Chill, will you?”It's Claud's voice. I turn to him and he winces, probably seeing the confusion and question mark on my face.“Chill?” I ask, assessing him as if he'd grown two heads. “Do you need me to spell out the name of…” I tilt my head to his direction where he stood, leaning casually on his car with his hands in his pocket. But wait. My eyes dart around my surroundings in panic. His men. His men that are present are not even drawing their guns and he's not too. Is this some sort of prank? Like, according to the lifelong enmity between the Vincenzo and the Zhukov, they will always be at each others throats.I turn to Claud again. “What's going on.” “Just… chill.” He says, looking at anywhere but me.I bite my lips, moving beside him and some minutes later
Last Updated : 2024-12-03F O U R
GOOD SIN/Anna Wynter
~ ANASTASIA ~I watch as the little crowd floods out of the room and with a swallow, I stand up too. It's suffocating. I'm suffocating. I feel like I might die if I stay in this restaurant’s private booth for any minute longer.“Nastya.” Alexander calls and I stop, sensing his soft undertone.He stands up, motioning for me to come closer. “We need to talk.”I grit my teeth, holding myself back from an outburst, watching as Claud leads Isabella out of the room.But I sit down, too tired to cry or oppose him. He sits too, taking my hands in his.“I need to apologize for today” He says and I turn my attention to him, watching him as if he'd grown two heads.“Apologize? You mean for not telling me I was going to be a political bargaining chip?” He turns his gaze away from me and nods. I pull my hands away from his firm ones. “I'm not interested in marrying Damien, Alex.”“You don't have a say in this.” He says, his voice turning harder.I grit my teeth. “You don't get to tell me what to
Last Updated : 2024-12-11F I V E
GOOD SIN/Anna Wynter
~ ANASTASIA ~“Say ‘I do’.” Claud’s voice rings in my ears and I gulp.“Do you, Anastasia Zhukov, accept Damien Vicenzo as your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?”“I…” I open my mouth, my eyes landing on the devilishly handsome man clad in a black suit before me. It's hard. I wonder how he said ‘I do’ so effortlessly and I gulped again. I can't subject Isabella to the gruesome fate of wedding him in my stead.“I do.” I say.The crowd erupts into cheers and my eyes dart to Alexander who's staring at me in satisfaction. I grit my teeth, glad that the veil is still covering my face.The ring bearer brings the ring and Damien steps closer to slip the golden ring with a ruby stone into my left ring finger.My hands shake as I take the second ring from the case. I hold my breath, slipping it into his extended finger as the crowd e
Last Updated : 2024-12-11
