ANMELDENNikolai POVI returned straight to the office, and the sight that greeted me made me instantly want to turn around and just leave immediately.There was a bulk load of files stacked on my desk, towering like a mountain of paperwork that had somehow multiplied in my absence. Contracts. Reports. Legal documents. Each one demands my attention and each one seems to be more tedious than the last.I sat down, running a hand through my hair. "Elias," I called.He appeared in the doorway, his expression carefully neutral. "Sir?""What is all this?"He stepped closer, gesturing at the stack. "These are the files that have accumulated during your extended stay in Athens and they require your immediate attention.""Immediate? They can't be extended further?""No, sir. You've been gone for over a week. These files can't be put off any longer." He paused, a hint of accusation in his voice. "You brought this on yourself by staying an extra week and a Day"I glared at him. "I didn't ask for your opi
Anastasia POVThe trip back to London was heartbreaking in ways I couldn't fathom.Not because of the flight itself, the private jet was comfortable, the food was excellent, and Nikolai was his usual attentive self but because I'd just spent a week in paradise, and now I was being dragged back to reality which was filled with endless work, meetings, deadlines. The endless, soul-crushing grind of corporate life."This is so boring," I lamented, sprawled across Zara's office couch. "I can't believe I have to go back to work tomorrow and have to sit through meetings, answer emails and pretend to care about quarterly reports."Zara was at her desk, scrolling through her phone, barely acknowledging me."I used to love my job," I continued. "I used to feel alive when I was closing deals and solving problems but now? Now it just feels like... work. Like I'm wasting my life away in a building when I could be somewhere beautiful. Somewhere like Athens."Zara made a noncommittal noise."And the
Anastasia POVThe first sensation I woke up to was the ache between my legs. It was a pleasant ache, the kind that reminded me of exactly what had happened the night before.The image of Nikolai when he looked at me with those dark, desire-filled eyes, his hands roaming my body and he how had taken me apart piece by piece until I was nothing but a trembling mess beneath him.My face flushed remembering all the details from last night.I couldn't stop thinking about how much of a beast Nikolai was in bed. He was relentless, insatiable, utterly devoted to my pleasure. He'd made me come so many times that I'd lost count, each release more intense than the last.I pressed my thighs together, a shiver running through me.Note to self, I thought. Never taunt Nikolai sexually again. It's a bad move. A very, very bad move.But even as I thought it, I knew I'd probably do it again. The thrill I had of pushing his buttons, of watching him lose control, was too addictive to resist.I was still l
Anastasia’s POVThe feeling of Nikolai's hands on my body made me aroused and wet. Every touch sent electric currents racing through my skin. His fingers were warm, deliberate, tracing slow circles on my thigh. I could feel my pulse pounding in my ears, my breath coming in shallow gasps."Do you want me to stop?" he asked, his voice rough.I didn't know when I said it, the word just slipped out, barely above a whisper. "No."My answer didn't make him stop. His hands continued their slow exploration, moving from my thigh to my hip, then back down. He was driving me crazy, the pleasure building with every touch.After applying the ointment, he began to kiss me. His lips traced a path from my sprained ankle, up my calf, to the sensitive skin behind my knee. I shivered, my fingers gripping the sheets. He kissed higher, his mouth hot against my thigh.I could feel his breath on me, warm and teasing. He looked up at me, his eyes dark."You're so wet for me," he murmured.I opened my mouth t
Nikolai POVI couldn't help the smile that plastered on my face hearing Anastasia's accusation of me talking too much.She was looking at me with that defiant glint in her eyes. The moonlight reflected off the water, casting a soft glow across her face. She was beautiful. Infuriating. Completely irresistible."You think I talk too much?" I asked, my voice low."I know you do.""Then maybe I should do something instead."Before she could react, I pushed her. She let out a surprised shriek as she toppled backward into the pool, the water splashing up around her. She surfaced a moment later, sputtering, her hair plastered to her face."Nikolai!" she gasped. "I can't believe you just did that!"I laughed, the sound warm and genuine. "You said I talk too much, so I was trying to be you know, more... action-oriented."She glared at me, but there was no heat in it, then a slow smile spread across her face."Two can play at that game," she said.She reached up, grabbing my ankle, and yanked.
Anastasia POVI laid on the bed, my phone pressed to my ear, a glass of wine balanced on my stomach. The room was quiet except for the soft hum of the air conditioning and Zara's voice crackling through the speaker. I had been on the phone with her for about five minutes."So," Zara said, her voice deceptively casual. "How's Elias?"I laughed, rolling my eyes. "You just asked me about Elias five minutes ago.""Because you didn't give me a proper answer.""Your answer was 'he's fine.' That is not an answer. It just sounds like you're trying to get rid of me.”"Zara, I don't know what you want me to say. He's been busy,we've both been busy. I haven't had time to interrogate him about his feelings for you.""Interrogate? I didn't ask you to interrogate him. I just asked you to... observe, you know, casually. Like a normal person."I snorted. "You want me to be a spy.""I want you to be a friend who's willing to do a little reconnaissance.""Reconnaissance? What is this, a military operat
Nikolai POV I stepped out of her office, the door closing behind as I stepped into the quiet hallway feeling accomplished. I stood there for about three seconds before any further step.I took the elevator down, my hands in my pocket as I thought of the way Anastasia carefully read the contract, r
ANASTASIA’s POVOh…You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!Was he serious? Like…actually serious? Or had he somehow lost a screw?I let out a forced chuckle. ‘’Tell me you’re joking.’’ I snapped, my judgemental gaze trailed on him. But his face remained the same with no amount of a smile or mockery i
ANASTASIA’s POV2 MONTHS LATER, NOTTING HILL, LONDON. ‘’Oh cut the bullshit, Bianca!’’ I screamed over the phone, my hand hovering over the lit screen in front of me.I was in my office, battling the worst headache ever after a board room clash and the Bianca was the least of my worries.It was D
ANASTASIA’s POVThe instructions I’d given myself were simple. Fly to Monaco, secure the contract with the foreign investors, and head back to London proving once again why I was the undisputed head of Reeds and associates. Rivals didn’t line up around the block trying to ruin me just because I w







