LOGINAnastasia's POVI remembered that day like it was yesterday. Months ago, when I had just gotten promoted in the organisation, father returned home with files that looked strange even for me.They were black papers with a silver cover, and they were unusually small.I was really curious about them, but had I known that curiosity would lead me here, I wouldn’t have even asked… or returned home that day.Those papers were the contract for my marriage with Draco, no, the Vasilev Brothers, and I didn’t even read it properly before signing.As the memories flooded my mind, more tears rushed down my face and I couldn’t help but feel pathetic and stupid.I was crying in front of my enemies and I couldn’t control it, not even enough to look confident.The briefcase and gun slipped from my hand and hit the floor as I covered my face, breaking into a sob.“My love,” Draco called calmly once again and walked over to me. He observed me for a second, then cupped my cheeks and lifted my head so I’d
Anastasia's POV Lies. If there was anything Mafias hated more than being betrayed by their closest, it had to be that. I stood frozen in my spot, contemplating between taking out my gun and threatening them to let me go, or better still tell them the truth. But, that also had consequences. If what I assumed came out to be false, then I'd have leaked out confidential information worth the lives of innocent people, the wrath of the ISG and mortal enemies. And my family was too small and weak to make enemies with the brothers from that day. I gulped down a big lump of bile that had formed in my throat. My entire body was cold, and the pressure alone from a pissed Marius was enough to make me do something stupid again. I glanced at Draco who tilted his head, his gaze focused on the briefcase in my hand, before lifting his head and smiling sweetly. My heart skipped a beat. Why was he smiling? Could he see what was inside? Or did he already know? Multiple questions formed in my
Anastasia’s POVI’ve never taken the words wolf under sheepskin seriously before, because I believed no one had a reason to hide their true nature.No matter how good the reason was, I had never met people who did that. Father has always been a humble and gentle man, too intelligent for his own good.Mother has been a supportive and caring woman, despite her past and the difficulty of raising me. If there was a flaw about her, it was her silence and her delays in decision-making.But I guess I’m no better, because I’m far worse. Still, they don’t hide their true nature.Even that bastard Donovan, even while at the Organisation, has always been a mischievous, conniving snake, always searching for greener pastures in the darkest corners.However, despite working in an organisation that investigated Mafia syndicates and gangsters, this was the first time I actually understood why that statement was even said.Draco was still kneeling in front of me, a used gun resting on his thigh.“I’
Anastasia's POV I was still quite taken aback by everything that had happened in such a short time, and it wasn't like it was against my will. If I hadn't met Draco this way... Infact, if he had come himself and not with Donovan then maybe I wouldn't be regretting why I accepted. If anything, with how things seemed, the Vasilevs were not that bad. I was hoping it would stay this way, and things would go smoothly. But I still had my suspicions and until they were cleared, I'm wouldn't be letting my guard down anytime. I was led into the mansion, and as always, it was nothing like I had imagined. The inside was larger, with a black and gray interior, stairs leading up different floors. There were fewer people in here, two guards, the one who drove us here and the guy Draco shot back at my house. They greeted Draco with bows as he walked past them, and I could have sworn I saw them glare at me. Heading up the center staircase that was different from the others. It was white
Anastasia's POV “Welcome home, my foot.” I mummured as Draco held the door to the car open for me. The drive to the Vasilev estate was quite uneventful and extremely annoying. Draco sat closely beside me, with one hand busy playing with my tense fingers and the other scrolling through his phone. The road remained empty, surrounded by an endless forest, one I didn't know existed in this state. Or maybe we had left the area I was used to. I wanted to ask where exactly the estate was located, but my throat was dry and my entire body was exhausted from the running and my wounds that still hadn't healed. I still wondered how he found out about my Organisation name. I wanted to believe all this was just a coincidence but now, I didn't even know what to believe anymore. ‘A freaking flying bear could pass by and I wouldn't even be shocked.’ I thought, overwhelmed by my emotions now. Honestly, what happened to Organizations confidentiality. When the car finally drove out o
Anastasia's POV Draco stumbled forward, nearly losing his footing and the bandage around his forehead slowly got soaked with blood.He raised his hand to feel his forehead, quietly growling in pain.That was extremely unexpected, who in their right mind would hit him so hard that he would bleed….no that was wrong.What exactly was that person that their strength could injure him like that?It didn't make sense, in fact, at this moment nothing made sense at all.However, a chill ran down my spine and goosebumps rose on my skin as a figure stepped out from behind Draco. Taller, with longer but darker blonde hair and the same eyes Draco had, except his was colder.“Marius….” ‘Marius? M.. Marius Vasilev!’ Why would he come here?Draco groaned as he wiped the blood that flowed out of his bandage to his temple. “That hurt…what the hell was that for?!” he asked, his tone hoarse and laced with pain.I stumbled backwards, instinctively reaching to the ground to pick up a stick, while Draco







