LOGINAnastasia’s PovBrandon's calm expression cracked instantly. His ears went pink, then his cheeks. But His shoulders stiffened, clearly trying to show composure.“What is wrong with you?" He almost whispered, his tone rising at the last word."I'm sorry, you look so stupid.” I wheezed, clutching my stomach. "Why on earth do you look lke that?” I paused to laugh even more when I saw the look on his face. "Oh my god stop!”His jaw ticked.“I'm trying to do my job," he said through his teeth. “You're sitting out here talking to your imaginary friends at one in the morning. Forgive me for being concerned." “Concerned?" I wiped tears from my eyes. “You called me schizophrenic because I was thinking out loud. That's not a concern. You're just being a dick." He exhaled sharply through his nose.“You’re impossible.”"And you're wearing a hair net with purple hair net that didn't properly cover the white and glasses, Grandpa." I fired back and his frown deepened.He reached up like he wanted
Anastasia’s Pov.The syndicate Gathering I was persuaded to attend, Blazimorvna’s hosting.The ISG meeting, I was already noticed before I could even help it, and on the very day that man arrives.Could it get worse than this?I thought as I left the living room to the Alphas while Bella discussed work related stuff with them. I had no intention of listening anyway because it would only ruin my mood further.I made my way out of the Alpha house, and it was then I realised it was already midnight. We spent the entire day doing irrelevant stuff.Starting with the twins ganging up on me in the morning, to rigorous training with Bella, drama with Teresa and the twin’s so called punishment.And then Stone.“Haaa," I sighed, pushing my fingers into my hair as I made my way around the house and towards the back, where the garden was.Arriving there, I sat by the steps, and looked at the sky. The moon was full, radiating a beautiful ray of bluish white light. That was the only source of light
Anastasia’s Pov. I remember that night clearly like it was just yesterday. A week ago wasn't that far, but it was still as clear as yesterday The night that acted as the starting gear to this whole nonsense. "Did you also have an idea of who I was before starting the bet?” Stone nodded and I felt my stomach ache. For clarification I asked, "What exactly did you know?” "That you work for the Anti Mafia organisation, Anastasia Mikhailova, Organisation name, Tequila, which is a lovely pick by the way, and you are specially in charge of handling the ISG." I laughed bitterly, and slowly pulled my hand out of his grip. It couldn't be what I was thinking right? It could be a coincidence that the Vasilevs knew, but even Stone was aware of such information too. Taking a deep breath I asked, “Does White lotus know too?” He nodded, "And the other ten families?” "Yes, but they do not have any idea how you really look, nor do they know your real name." "What about Winona?" At the mentio
Anastasia’s POVStone kept my hand in his for another second, then he let go, and turned to the twins.“Infact, I changed my mind. Let's talk in the living room. We're not doing this in a room filled with scents that could kill a poor old man like me." Marius rubbed the back of his head where Stone hit him, and he dropped his hand. "You broke the damn door.”“Easier access," Stone replied.Draco snorted, wiping the last bit of the blood from his lip. Then he scooped me up again in a bridal style like I couldn't walk, and honestly I wasn't even in the mood to argue with him.We moved down the hallway in awkward silence. Teresa was nowhere in sight and the betas tailed behind us like bodyguards, which was technically what they were.But they stopped just at the entrance of the living room.The living room was huge, there were black leather sofas matching the white walls, tall windows, and fireplace that wasn't lit. Stone dropped into the biggest armchair, like he owned the place and cr
Anastasia’s povMairus's fist connected with Draco's jaw in a clean swing of his fist. The sound echoed through the suddenly silent room, while Teresa and I were both frozen.Draco's head snapped sideways, but he didn't stagger. He suddenly laughed. “Finally, a reaction," Draco said, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. “Took you long enough." Teresa screamed, standing between the twins. “You both should stop!" Her words instantly snapped me from my trance then I walked over to Draco to check if the hit might have done something bad to him.Draco grabbed my hand and then he looked at me with a gentle look in his eyes. "You should stay back.” He warned and then looked at Teresa. "Both of you.”Marius chuckled, "You're now strong enough to want to challenge me.” He said and Draco chuckled softly. He let go of my hands, pushed Teresa out of his way and stared into his brother's eyes. “I don't see why not."Mairus's gaze dropped to Draco's lips, were bl
Anastasia’s POVThe tension in the room was so thick, I could pick up a knife and cut it.Teresa stood by the door, arms crossed and her expression hardened as she waited for an answer.I wriggled free from Draco's arms and I nearly fell had I not grabbed Draco's arms to support myself. I tightened the duvet around me even tighter and walked to the bathroom without waiting for anything else.There I had a quick bath, changed the bandage that was soiled in my sweat. The wound was almost healed, like my thigh. Thankfully I healed quickly, my immune system was strong.I didn't have any clothes around and since Marius destroyed what he brought me with, he had to take responsibility. I walked into the dressing room and took an oddly massive black t-shirt from the hanger and another pair of shorts. Threw it on and packed my hair into a loose bun.However, when I turned to leave, I found Draco standing by the door with his arms crossed.I frowned, “What?" Draco smirked, “I'm offended by th
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
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
Anastasia'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,
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, wi







