Mag-log inAnastasia's POV Nikolai stepped beside me, his arm wrapped around my face with a charming smile on his face. This was definitely a show to make Leona back off from me. From the way he was smiling he looked happy to be taking control of the situation. I can take care of myself Nikolai!"Leona." He called out his voice was warm, surprised, delighted. "You're back in the country, I didn't know you'd returned."Leona's expression transforms upon seeing Nikolai, she wears a big smile on her face, laughing as though she wasn't just verbally cutting me apart."Nikolai! It's been years. You look… well.""As do you. Still causing trouble, I see."They laugh and share an embrace, like a warm, familiar hug that lasted too long. His hands on her waist, while her hand was on his chest. Reconnecting like old friends. Old close friends.And I'm still standing right there feeling humiliated and ignored in front of all these people.“So how long has it been? Five years? Ten years?”“Actually it's be
Anastasia’s POVI'm fucking furious and that wasn't just because Nikolai followed me into the powder room, it wasn't just because he cornered me against the marble counter with that infuriating smirk he always had on his face, it wasn't even because he kissed me like he owned me.I'm furious because I melted, because of his kiss. My body completely betrayed me, my lips parted for him, my hands wrapped around his suit jacket while I made a sound, a small, pathetic, needy sound and he heard it. He felt it, my body being desperate for him.I hate him! I hate him so much that it burns.I spend the remaining time of the gala completely avoiding him. With the way I've been acting needy, avoiding him is the right option for me.I walked around the hall like a ghost, acting invisible and smiling at the guests who I didn't know. Accepting champagne flutes I don't usually drink from. Making small talk with investors' wives and elderly countesses who pinch my cheeks and call me "the lucky girl.
Nikolai's POV Anastasia's eyes remained on me and in that moment I could see the woman I saw in Monaco, the one with fire in her veins and steel in her spine. The one who didn't back down from anyone, least of all me."You don't get to dictate who I speak with," she said, her voice low and sharp. "We have an arrangement, Nikolai. Six months. Appearances. That doesn't give you ownership over my professional relationships.""Professional." I rolled the word around like a piece of candy. "Is that what you call laughing at his jokes? Touching his arm? Looking at him like he's the most fascinating person in the room?"Her mouth dropped open. "I did not touch his arm.""You leaned toward him.""Because he was talking.""And you laughed.""He was funny."I felt my jaw tighten. "I don't like it.""I don't care what you like."She was magnificent like this….. all fury and independence, her chest heaving, her cheeks flushed, her lips parted in defiance. I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to wipe t
Nikolai's POV “If you would excuse me for a moment.” Anastasia said, smiling away from the both of us. My face still fixated on Damon Pierce and thinking to myself how he had a punchable face.I'd known this for years and that had been long before he became my rival, long before he started building his tech empire on the ashes of deals I'd passed on, long before he looked at my wife like she was a prize he wanted to claim. The man was handsome in that manufactured way that suggested he spent too much time in front of a mirror and too little time doing anything that actually mattered.But watching him make Anastasia laugh? Watching her smile at him like he was clever and charming and worth her attention?I wanted to put my fist through his perfect white teeth.He raised his hands in surrender, chuckling underneath his breath. “You guys are a power couple.” smiling at the both of us. "Your wife is extraordinary," Damon said, his tone light, professional, utterly infuriating.He'd recov
Anastasia's POV We drove over to the gala that took place at the Plaza. It had crystal chandeliers and champagne towers. The kind of event where a single conversation could make or break a career, and everyone knew it.I wore the red dress.The moment we stepped through the doors, the effect was immediate, heads turned, conversations paused, while cameras flashed, taking the moment. I felt the weight of every gaze in the room, and I straightened up and smiled like I belonged there because I did. I had earned my place in this world, every bruising step of the way.But Nikolai was right beside me, his hand wrapped around my waist, and somehow that made all the difference.The next hour that passed was a blur. Investors approached, wanting to discuss opportunities. CEOs introduced themselves, hoping to forge partnerships. Media outlets requested interviews, desperate for a quote from the elusive Anastasia Reed. I handled them all with practiced ease, smiling, shaking hands, exchanging c
Anastasia's POV Of all the things I expected Nikolai to say, sitting in my office with that infuriating smirk, shopping hadn't even made the list.I stared at him, he returned the favor staring back at me, utterly unbothered, still twirling my fountain pen like he had nowhere else to be."You dragged yourself across town," I said slowly, "broke into my office, and sat in my chair……""Your chair is more comfortable than mine."".....to ask me to go shopping?"He shrugged. "We have an event tomorrow, a gala and you need a dress.""I have dresses.""You need this dress." He set down the pen and stood up, circled around my desk with the easy confidence of a predator who knew exactly where his prey was going to run. "I'm not taking no for an answer, Anastasia."I should have said no, I should have set down rules about what I can do with him after all it was only a contract marriage. Instead, I heard myself say, "Fine. But you're paying."His smile was slow and devastating. "I was counti
Anastasia's POVFuck! I have to stop him, they could be hearing us right now in the dining room but then again how could I stop. I continued kissing him, the close sound of the clinking of a spoon against a plate was my cue to stop it."Nikolai, we need to stop this right now, my grandmother could
Anastasia's POV The air in the room was thick with unspoken words, charged with a tension that had been right after I blurted out two words I never thought I'd say.Nikolai’s hand slowly wrapped around my back and pulled me closer to him, my body heating up.“As her ladyship pleases.”His lips cla
Anastasia's POV My eyes fluttered open, the ray of light from the window almost blinding me.I shut my eyes close immediately as I sat up on the bed, the headache instantly announcing itself in my head not all at once, it slowly rose from the back of my head like a sunrise of pure pain. It felt li
Nikolai's POVI slowly watched her fall asleep, lying bare on my bed, completely drained. I pulled the duvet over her naked body. She snuggled into it tightly in her sleep.Watching her sleep peacefully, like there was no care in the world, turned me on in a certain way. The way she'd moaned my nam







