LOGINAnastasia 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
Anastasia's POV One week went by so fast that I felt like time was against us. It felt like just yesterday we'd arrived in Athens and the city was out before us, ready to explore and now, somehow, a week had passed. A week of laughter and discovery, of lazy mornings and passionate nights, of learning things about Nikolai that I'd never known. I'd learned his favorite meal (a traditional Greek lamb dish his grandmother used to make). I'd learned that he loved classic rock and could play the piano. I'd learned that he'd always wanted to learn to paint, but never had the time. I'd learned about his childhood, his dreams, his fears. I'd learned that he was so much more than the cold, controlled businessman he pretended to be and there was, of course, the mind-blowing sex I couldn't quite get over. Every night had been a revelation. He was attentive, creative, utterly devoted to my pleasure. He knew exactly how to touch me, how to make me gasp, how to reduce me to a trembling mess. I'
Nikolai POVI'm completely captivated, watching Anastasia eat and rambling about how amazing each meal was, rating each dish with exaggerated enthusiasm. Her eyes lit up with every bite, her words tumbling out in a joyful rush that made me grin."This tastes absolutely amazing," she said, pointing at her plate with her fork. "I mean, I knew you had good taste, but this is……" She took another bite, closing her eyes in bliss. "......this is transcendent.""Transcendent?""Please don't mock me, because right now I'm having a moment."I laughed, shaking my head. "Nahh, I'm not mocking, just simply enjoying the show."She opened one eye, glaring at me playfully. "You're enjoying watching me eat?""I'm enjoying watching you enjoy yourself." I leaned back, my eyes never leaving her. "It's amusing seeing you this way."She blinked, caught off guard by my words, then she looked away, a faint blush creeping up her cheeks. "You're being weird," she mumbled, while eating."I'm being honest.""Exa
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
‘’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







