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T H I R T E E N

Penulis: Anna Wynter
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-02-24 06:17:00

~ ANASTASIA ~

Then I catch myself.

I shrug casually as I pull my hand away from Isabella's grip.

“I'm not playing any games.” I try to say but my words sound like a slur even to my own ears.

“What happened with the butler?”

“None of your concern. And you too, what happened with the waiter?” I ask, liquid courage flowing in my veins as I step closer to him.

Damien's eyes narrows.

“How dare you order him not to give me what I want?”

“I told you quite clearly –”

“It still hasn't dawn on you that you don't own me right?”

His eyes flare and I smile internally in triumph but it was short-lived as his hand latches to my wrist and he grips it tightly. I can feel my insides boil. Not in anger but in something more dangerous.

Desire.

How can something as simple as a touch turn me on?

“Like hell I don't. You are my wife.” He says, gritting his teeth.

I roll me eyes. “Roomies.” I quote. “Or should I say housies? Do I need to remind you that we don't even share the same bed?” I ask in a whispe
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    ~ DAMIEN ~A mistake.That's what it is.It shouldn't have happened. I shouldn't have let my joy overwhelm me, forgetting Anastasia's wants in the process.When did it get to this?Fuck it. I think I'm losing myself.I stare at her retreating back in a daze. She didn't say anything to me as she steps into the car. Her bodyguard fixes his eyes on me and if looks could kill, I would have turned into ashes but two can play the game, so I shoot him one of mine.“I'm going to kill you.” He mouths before stepping into the car and driving her away.Do I follow her?I shake my head at the intrusive thought.If Anastasia wants space, she wants it. I've already locked her in. She should be a free bird tonight.With a sigh, I turn and make my way back into the house, trying to ignore my beating heart which I'd thought was dead.Anastasia is a thief.And she's not only a thief, but a worm too.She stole my heart or anything that's left of it with her snide sarcastic comments and she wormed her wa

  • GOOD SIN   T W E N T Y - E I G H T

    ~ ANASTASIA ~“What actually happened?” Claud asks as we speed off into the night.I say nothing, my gaze outside the window. “Nothing you should worry about.” I whisper.“You know you can tell me anything.” How do I tell him that I was angry because Damien didn't put my personal feelings first at first and he'd let his joy overwhelm him? How do I tell him that I'm angry that I'm angry? How do I tell him that my mood is slowly getting haywire and I'm irritated for nothing?Telling him I'm pregnant is not an option.The purpose of this arranged marriage is merging. The child that's slowly growing in me is the result of the merging. Telling them I'm pregnant will bring attention and I will feel like… an animal. An animal that was led to the slaughter that finally produced leather or an animal that was grazed that finally started producing milk.I don't want to feel like that. Ever again.“Fuck it.” Claud suddenly curses, jerking me out of my thoughts.Claud never curses unless overwhel

  • GOOD SIN   T W E N T Y - S E V E N

    ~ ANASTASIA ~“Oh darling.” She chimes before standing up and engulfing me in a warm hug - or, as warm as her lithe body could allow.She cups my face, her eyes searching mine before they dart to Damien behind me and they wrinkle in the corners as she smiles.Were they talking about me?Was she telling him about my resemblance to mother or father?My heart beats fast in my chest as I stay still, my palm feeling sweaty. She smiles at me one last time before pulling away and grabbing my hand.“We have dinner waiting, my dear. Come come, let's eat.” She says, leading me to the dining hall.I gulp, hoping she won't notice how sweaty my palm is. My other hand tightens on my bag which has my phone, my tummy tingling in paranoia.I spare Damien who was walking behind a glance and a shuddering breath slips past my throat. Nothing is wrong.It's just my anxiety and paranoia.I convince myself as we step foot into the vast dining hall.Damien's brother was there. Including Dimitra. Seems like

  • GOOD SIN   T W E N T Y - S I X

    ~ ANASTASIA ~I hold my breath, my eyes on his face, waiting for his reaction.Is he as confused as me? Did he hear his dreams and hopes shatter with the news of the pregnancy? Is his mind and heart torn between keeping the pregnancy and aborting it? Did he–He smiles. Not his regular tight-lipped one or his hearty laughters or his annoying grins and smirks. But he smiles, showing all his thirty-two white pearl-like teeth as he walks towards me and lifts me before spinning me.I stare at him in confusion, watching as his eyes crinkles at the side. Then, he drops me and kisses my forehead. Maybe I didn't know what I was thinking, but my lips stretch into a smile too and my heart blooms in happiness as I inhale his scent, his happiness rubbing off me. His puckered lips meet my forehead, pecking me before descending to my neck.I tilt my neck, giving him more accessibility.“I'm so happy right now.” He whispers against my skin, pulling me closer to him as if wanting to eliminate the li

  • GOOD SIN   T W E N T Y - F I V E

    ~ ANASTASIA ~° A week later ~ Still under ‘home arrest’.°“Take. You pee inside a bowl or potty. Then, you dip it inside it to check.” Isabella says, passing me a pregnancy test strip she'd gotten for me.With scrunched nose, I collect the strip from her. “It's just fever.” I grumble. “That's how I always feel when I have fever.”“Yes, it's just fever but still, use it. I'm leaving now. Text the results to me sissy. So, I can know if I'm going to be an aunt soon.”“Shut up bitch.” I say with a chuckle. “I use my pill after the third round and my calendar says that's not a fertile day.”“Hmmm, your pale face says something else.” She says, leaving me as she walks towards the door. She blows me a kiss before shutting the door close.My gaze lingers on the kit in annoyance, a strange feeling starting to pool in my belly. It's… dread.I don't feel good.But I can't be pregnant.I let out a sigh and stand up, taking my shorts off while I mentally praise the being above. Damien had gone t

  • GOOD SIN   T W E N T Y - F O U R

    ~ ANASTASIA ~That day was the first time we would have sex. But it wasn't the last.The other day, Damein bent me over the counter and fucked me until I cried. There was a day he fucked me with my face pressed against the wall to wall window, overlooking the city while I fear that no one would catch a sight of me getting railed from behind.So many scenarios I'd forgotten in the span of eight days.And now? I'm tired!Like, I've had enough!And yeah, I can't walk without feeling him in me.With my pussy throbbing mildly, I walk towards him. He lifts his gaze, his eyes landing on my face as I sit down on the sofa opposite me.“You good?” He asks.I shake my head. “I can't keep up anymore.”Not with the thorough fucking.“I need to go out.”He sighs and leans his back against the head rest of the sofa. “Someone is after your life, Anastasia. We have two attempts in just two weeks. If you are to go out, you must take at least six guards with you.”My brows shoot up, my mind wandering to

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