ANMELDEN**ANASTASIA**I glanced down at my thigh, at the white sticky cum dripping down them.How am I supposed to walk out with my thigh dripping with cum, and even the floor stained with cum.Knock Knock.I bit down on my lip. Fuck, if someone walks in and sees this mess, they’d think of me as some slut left on the toilet to clean up after his cum.“Mr. Blackwood sent me here to clean up the mess.” My breath hitched.The mess that was the cum-stained floor.I grabbed a tissue and quickly wiped as much from my thigh as I could. I pulled the door open and, without glancing at the maid, started walking down the hall towards my room.That was so embarrassing. Didn’t he feel the least bit ashamed asking a maid to clean his cum off the floor? But then again, that’s the same man that groped my breasts in front of his family.I pulled the door open and immediately made my way to the bathroom.I was taking my second bath of the day in less than seven hours after the first.I locked the door, strip
ANASTASIAMy hand tightened around my fork. I’d rather use it to stab the man sitting beside me than use it to eat.I glanced at Dominic. His expression remained cold as he sipped his coffee, but his hand on my waist was halfway into my crop top.I looked around the table. It didn’t seem like his family noticed at all. Ramon and Georgia weren’t at the table today. Not that I wanted to talk to the old witch.I bit down on my lip when his finger brushed the underside of my breast.Fucking idiot.“Don’t you like the food?” Alicia asked Dominic, her brows furrowed in concern. Of course he couldn’t eat properly with his right hand groping my breasts.“You should eat, honey,” I said through clenched teeth.He glanced at me and smiled. Then he leaned over under the pretense of reaching for the vegetables.“Are you wet again?” he whispered.My breath hitched. I glared at him. He only smiled and leaned back, his hand finally falling away from my crop top.Yesterday was an accident. I wouldn’t
**ANASTASIA**I heard the door open and then close quietly. I heard footsteps walking toward the bed. I clutched the sheets tighter around myself.Dominic.I couldn’t see what he was doing, but he stood at the bedside for a while, staring at my feet, and then he reached over the drawer. My breath hitched loudly before I could stop myself.I hoped he hadn’t heard that. I closed my eyes tight, bit down on my lip, waiting to hear his footsteps leaving, but then I felt the sheets being yanked off my body.I held my breath. What was he doing?I wasn’t wearing any panties beneath the night dress because I had been in a hurry to get in bed before Dominic returned.I felt exposed like this. I bit down on my lip.Then I felt his fingers slide between my legs and pull my pussy lips apart.I gasped and shot up from the bed, scooting away to the edge of the bed.“What the fuck is wrong with you?!”He stared at me with a smile like he hadn’t just shoved his hands between my legs while I was asleep
**ANASTASIA**I pulled the door open and stepped into the room, my eyes immediately falling on Alicia’s guard standing by the door.I exhaled in relief. “You really came.”“You didn’t give me much of a choice.” He shrugged.Dominic could come back at any moment. If he saw me with him, he might as well behead me.I rushed to the door and clicked the lock. The security wasn’t tight on the halls, considering they were in the middle of the ocean and the chances of being kidnapped or shot here were low. It was probably easy to sneak in here, but the guards did take rounds around the halls a few times.“Did you make sure no one saw or followed you?”He nodded. “I have twelve minutes before the next patrol.”Twelve minutes was barely enough time. I hurried over to the suitcase. In my hurry to pull everything out, the gun slipped free and landed on the floor.The guard’s eyes immediately fell on it.“Do not—”“It’s not the first time I’ve seen a billionaire own a gun,” he said casually.I bre
DOMINIC I walked down the hall, my fist tightened at my side and my jaw clenched so hard it ached. Fuck whatever thought I had of letting her do whatever the fuck she wanted. Why the hell was she walking around like she’d just stepped out of a p**n set? Who knows how many fucking servants had seen her nipples or the curve of her ass beneath her towel. That bikini clung to every curve, hanging so close to her body I could make out the exact shape of her fucking nipples. I reached the door, pulled it open and walked in. My eyes fell on Georgia first and then on Ramon already seated beside her. I sat down. I moved towards the seat opposite from them and sat down. She started immediately. “What do you stand to gain from the Brooks?” I raised a brow, “why should I be bothered about what I stand to gain?” She seemed to be thrown off gaurd. She started again. “It's simple, Since her father died the company’s been going downhill. We cannot—” Ramon interrupted her. “Dissolve you
ANASTASIA“Why did you bring me here?” My eyes darted around the room. It was an empty room. This yacht probably had thousands of rooms; it was easy to find one.“We couldn’t have a conversation standing in the halls,” I said.He exhaled, glaring at me. “I kept my end of the deal. I’m not fucking with Dominic again.”Shit. I also hated threatening him again, but it wasn’t like I had another option to choose from.“You don’t need to do much.”He raised a brow, crossing his arms. Standing close to him made me realize this man was huge.“What?”I pressed my lips into a thin line. “I need you to hack something for me.” I didn’t know if he could actually pull it off.“Hack?”“Yes. You don’t need to do anything except that.”“Who does it belong to?”I hesitated. “Dominic.”“I’m not doing it,” he said and walked past me toward the door.“You are going to do it, because we both know Dominic or even Ramon would not let you walk around with your head intact when they find out about both of you.
ANASTASIA“He just has to show up late, dosen't he” I whisper, glancing toward the entrance—no sign of Dominic.The hall is huge, flooded with people. I feel painfully out of place, maybe because I’ve avoided them for so long. Everyone has something to say about me.Hushed whispers about me, yet lo
ANASTASIAI stare up at the mansion in front of me, it’s huge, the building standing tall, representing power and everything the owner stands for. The air carries the faint smell of rain, old money, and fresh roses from the garden surrounding the mansion. The building reminds me of him: tall, big,
ANASTASIA “Ana, Ana. Come on, it’s almost nine.” I yanked the sheets over my head to muffle Maria’s persistent voice. “Jesus Christ, Maria, let me sleep,” I yelped when the blanket was torn from my body, the cold morning air of the city taking its place.“Give me back my blanket. It’s so cold,”
ANASTASIA“Marry me, Miss Brooks,” Dominic says, like he’s offering me an invitation to a soap opera.I stare at the contract in front of me, as if staring hard enough would make it somehow disappear, turn into something that isn’t a marriage contract to the most condescending person on earth – Dom







