เข้าสู่ระบบAnastasia's POV‘...... before I die.’ Those words were like a punch to my stomach. They rang continuously in my head over and over again.She was going to die? I wanted her out of my life but I didn't want her to die, what the hell was she talking about? Dying?“What did you just say?” I asked, turning around to face her.“I said a lot of things, which one are you asking about?” She replied casually, sitting back on the stool drinking her coffee without any care.“The part where you mentioned that you were going to die, what does that mean? Are you sick? Have you been taking impulsive decisions and marking off your bucket list or something? Is that what this is?”She remained quiet, drinking her coffee without budging or answering my question.“Bianca I'm fucking talking to you!” I yelled at her angrily, my voice breaking. She finally turned still seated on the stool looking at me. I finally got her attention.“So all it takes to get your attention is to tell you that I'm dying, wo
Anastasia's POVI left Zara’s home with lots of thoughts running through my mind. I honestly have no idea why I was going through with Zara’s crazy plan but I guess that's what friends do for each other.I love her and that has become the driving force for why I'm going through with this crazy plan.My phone ringing brought me back, the screen displayed a strange number. I was hesitant about picking up the call but I summoned up courage and answered the phone call, placing it over my ear.“Hello? Anastasia Reed on the phone.”“Hello Anastasia.” The familiar voice said from the other end of the phone.My mood immediately became sour upon hearing the voice that spoke through the phone. She was the least person I was expecting to call me.“What do you fucking want Bianca?” I asked, irritated by the fact that she had called me. “I see you've changed your number, is this another number that you can use to scam people all over again?”“I honestly do not want to fight with you right now, but
Anastasia's POVLove they say drives you crazy in ways unfathomable and I got to see firsthand the experience of how love does that to someone. Zara finally explained her plan in full, and I felt my jaw drop.Damon's yacht party was going to be on an isolated island. Not just a stop along the way, it was going to be an actual destination. The yacht would dock there, and guests would have the opportunity to explore, mingle, and enjoy the secluded paradise. Zara on the other hand had done her research thoroughly. She knew exactly which island, its layout, and how to access it without raising any form of suspicion."I can find the island easily enough," she said, her voice brimming with confidence. "And I've already arranged for provisions. There's food, water, supplies and everything we would need to survive for weeks. It's all being stocked as we speak."I stared at her, still not fully grasping where this was heading. "Provisions? For what?""For me and for Elias."The pieces clicked
Nikolai 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 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
‘’Strip!’’That command would forever be etched in my memory.The moment I breathed out those insane words about him fucking me, I regretted it instantly.He was swift.His hand gripped my legs and he pulled me close, wrapping my legs around his torso.He hoisted me up, carring me out of the club l
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 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







