***A chill settled over the city that night. Anastasia emerged from the hotel lobby with slow steps. She wanted to breathe in the night air for a moment, to soothe her irritation at Maximilian for not answering her calls. But as she reached the sidewalk, her eyes caught a familiar figure - Leon.The man was standing near the entrance of the hotel, wearing a thick coat and a relaxed expression. Leon smiled at the sight of him, his footsteps soon approaching with confidence."Anastasia," he greeted softly. "Where are you going? It's so cold tonight, aren't you wearing a shawl?"Anastasia was surprised to see him in the same place. Her heart pounded, but she remained silent, reluctant to answer. Her gaze was straight ahead, as if she hoped Leon was just an illusion that would soon disappear.Without waiting for her answer, Leon took off the scarf around his neck and put it on Anastasia with a quick movement."You always forget to wear a scarf, aren't you strong against the cold?" he as
***"Crazy! This morning hundreds of missed calls and thousands of messages came into my phone. I was shocked and thought something was wrong. Turns out it was because of that one photo!" Lyra was annoyed, she had rambled on and on, even cursing Leon."That man did it on purpose last night, he just wanted to trap you!" Lyra added again.Meanwhile, Anastasia sat in front of her tablet screen, staring at various articles that had appeared on the Internet over the past few days. The big headlines on the news pages were full of accusations that slandered her. They accused Anastasia of trying to lure Leon Hale back into her arms, and even wrote that she was using her fame at Paris Fashion Week to steal Leon away from her half-sister Elora.Her lips tightly sealed, Anastasia took a deep breath. She knew this was all part of a dirty game she had faced many times before, but this time the accusations stung even more because they touched on something very personal to her."They always have a c
*** Anastasia sat quietly in a classic-style room filled with luxurious jewelry from various exclusive collections. In front of her, Laura Moen, the owner and head jewelry designer of Coeur de Luxe, smiled as she looked at Anastasia with adoring eyes."Laura, thank you for taking the time to meet with me this morning," Anastasia began, her voice soft but firm. "I know my public image is not very good right now, and I don't want Coeur de Luxe to be damaged by the rumors that are circulating. If you are thinking of replacing me as brand ambassador, I completely understand. You probably already know that there is a lot of talk about me in New York, and it's negative news.Laura listened to each word with an even wider smile. She was silent for a moment before she let out a small laugh, as if Anastasia had just told a joke."Gosh, Anastasia, you really do beat yourself up too much," Laura said with a laugh. "Rumors? Gossip? Do you think I care about such things? And that's just in New Y
***Maximilian sat in his chair with tired eyes, his body feeling heavy as if he had just carried the weight of the world. He deliberately withdrew from the crowd, wanting to concentrate on his pile driving. After weeks of being involved in a big project, he was almost at the finish line. But the unbearable fatigue made him want to forget everything for a moment, until Bryan's report arrived on his desk.He quickly opened the files, not wanting to linger. But when his eyes fell on the article about Anastasia, his breath seemed to stop. The article was full of vicious accusations and photos of Anastasia with Leon Hale in a hotel. His blood boiled, his jaw clenched and his fingers tensed. His emotions were a mixture of anger and confusion.Maximilian immediately grabbed his cell phone and checked the incoming messages. There were several from Lyra, Anastasia's manager, and one of them even included a photo of Anastasia looking sad. Lyra wrote, "Anastasia is wondering why you haven't res
***Anastasia looked at her phone again and smiled because there was an incoming message from the man. "Max... "[Ana, I'm sorry. I'm late in answering your message because I haven't touched my phone for the last two days. I trust you and I don't believe those cheap gossips. You're coming home tomorrow, right? I'll wait for you, and if you're not tired, I'll take you to the beach again. It just so happens that my boss isn't here. I miss you.]A smile slowly spread over Anastasia's face. Her previously anxious heart began to calm. Max's short message made her feel even more relieved. She stared at her phone screen, reading the message over and over, as if trying to absorb every word."Max..." she murmured again with a smile. A warm feeling filled her heart. After all the drama and slander that had circulated, Max was still by her side. That was more than enough. Feeling much better now, Anastasia turned off the lights in the hotel room and finally fell asleep with an unbelievably comfo
***After finishing her shower and changing her clothes, Anastasia came out of the bathroom with her hair still a little wet. She went into the living room and found Maximilian standing by the window looking out. Without thinking, Anastasia approached him and innocently hugged him from behind.Maximilian was stunned for a moment, but then a small smile appeared on his face. His heart warmed. Anastasia rarely showed affection like that, and he hadn't expected the hug to be so comforting. She closed her eyes, savoring the moment, feeling the warmth of Anastasia's body against hers."How do you feel now?" Maximilian asked softly, his voice deep but caring.Anastasia sighed lightly, closing her eyes for a moment in the embrace before answering, "I'm a little sad... But when I think of you and the people who truly support me, that feeling turns to happiness."Maximilian smiled at her reply. Gently, he released Anastasia's embrace and turned her around, looking lovingly into her face. He to
***"Tonight you are mine - completely. Your body will tremble under my power, your every breath is for me alone. Surrender yourself without hesitation, and I will place the whole world at your feet."-MAXIMILIAN KINGSLEY -***That morning, the soft sunlight began to creep in through the bedroom window. Anastasia awoke slowly, her eyelids heavy. When she came to, her body ached in every part. There was a pain in her core that clearly signaled what had happened the night before. She moved her body slowly and her face immediately turned red as memories of that night filled her mind. Last night had been her first night with Maximilian.She turned her head to the side and there was Maximilian, awake and looking at her with a gentle smile. The man's gaze was so deep, filled with warmth and unspoken feelings. Anastasia felt her heart beat faster, not because of embarrassment, but because of the realization that she really had given up everything to this man last night.Maximilian slowly to
***Maximilian sat in his office, his hands moving quickly over the keyboard as he finished the last of his work for the day. He was in a very good mood today, perhaps the best he had been in a long time. His mind kept returning to the night he had just spent - the night Anastasia had finally given him everything. Her soft touch, every breath that escaped her lips, drove Maximilian crazy. Something inside him changed, as if the world that had been gray had now become colorful.He took a deep breath and tried to concentrate on his work again. But the image of Anastasia continued to haunt his mind. With a faint smile on his lips, he reached for his phone and typed a message to Bryan. The message was short, but full of meaning:"Leak the Hale family's crimes. Don't forget the photo of Leon with a married woman at the club. Let it all come out. I want them to feel what they have done to Anastasia. Their retribution will be painful."After sending the message, Maximilian leaned back in his
***Maximilian sat on the sofa in his apartment, staring at the nearly empty wine bottle in front of him. His mind raced as he continued reading the document about Anastasia's past, which was open on his tablet screen. His heart was in turmoil. Every word he read felt like a thorn in his chest. He never realized how hard Anastasia's life had been—abandoned, scorned, hurt, and treated cruelly by the world. How had such a small girl survived?He reached for the wine glass on the table and took a quick sip, trying to chase away the sudden pain haunting him. Seeing Anastasia's smiling face in public photos confused him even more. The woman he knew was so cheerful and vibrant, yet there was so much hidden suffering underneath it all."How can that be?" Maximilian muttered quietly, putting down his glass roughly. "How can she keep smiling when the world is so cruel to her?"His eyes remained glued to a photograph of Anastasia as a child standing alone on a school stage, hugging the micropho
***Anastasia was trying on dresses in a luxury boutique owned by Celine Idzes when her eyes accidentally met a familiar figure. Renata and Selene Kingsley were standing near the boutique's entrance, smiling at her. With graceful steps, they approached her."Anastasia, what a coincidence to meet here," Selene said warmly. "It's been a while since we had dinner together."Anastasia smiled and arranged her long, flowing hair. "I'm glad to see you, too. How about we have dinner together? Aunt Celine might be able to join us, too.”“Sure, dear,” Celine replied.After they agreed, they headed to a fancy restaurant in the city center. The restaurant's atmosphere that night was elegant. It was dimly lit by candles and decorated with white roses on every table. They sat down at the table Selene had reserved, and a waiter soon came with the menu."Anastasia," Selene said with a proud smile. "I heard your album is selling well and breaking sales records. Congratulations! I know you'll always be
***"So, then. Can you trust me and tell me everything? You said I was valuable, right?"Maximilian looked lovingly at Anastasia, a soft smile forming on his lips as he brought his face closer to hers. "Because you are precious, Ana," he said in a low, sincere voice. "I will definitely take care of you."Anastasia's eyes glazed over at the words of the man who had been filling her days. "You know," Maximilian continued, still looking deeply into her eyes, "in all my life, I've never felt this crazy about a woman. I'm scared that if you leave me one day, my life will fall apart."Anastasia was silent, listening to every word that came out of Maximilian's mouth. A sense of warmth ran through her chest, but a faint worry lurked behind all her mixed emotions.Maximilian swallowed, trying to formulate his next words. “Whatever happens in the future, please believe in my love. I'm just putting together the puzzle of my life. When everything is complete, you'll be the first to know, so don't
***Anastasia's new album showcase was a huge success. The large room was filled with fans who had been waiting for this opportunity to meet their idol and get autographs. The music that echoed throughout the room and the spotlights that danced on the stage created an atmosphere full of energy, along with the unstoppable enthusiasm of the fans.Anastasia sat at the autograph table, smiling gently each time a fan approached with a face full of excitement. She knew how important this night was for her career and as a chance to show her appreciation to her supporters.In the middle of the long line, a man wearing a black mask and hat was seen slowly moving toward Anastasia. He looked ordinary, nothing special, just like any other fan. However, Anastasia's gaze immediately fell on him; she sensed that she knew him.As he approached, one of the bodyguards moved to stop him, suspecting something was amiss. However, Anastasia quickly raised her hand, signaling the bodyguard to back off."Let
***Elora slammed everything on the table in an uncontrollable rage. Notebooks, pens, even a half-full cup of coffee flew and shattered on the floor. Her eyes blazing with hate, her voice shaking as she glared at Anya, who stood trembling across from her."You are completely incompetent," Elora shouted, her tone filled with anger that threatened to explode. "I've given you time, money and everything you need to make sure that Anastasia's latest album fails. But look what's happening now!"Anya looked down and tried to calm her increasingly labored breathing. "I... I did everything as planned, Elora. I paid everyone, from the technicians to the music journalists. They were supposed to ruin Anastasia's reputation. I was sure the album would fail!" Anya's voice was full of fear, her hands shaking as she tried to pick up the papers scattered across the table.Elora approached, her eyes narrowed. "Oh, really? Then how do you explain this?" She picked up her phone and showed the headlines o
***Anastasia looked at Lyra thoughtfully. Lyra's words echoed in her mind, shaking her confidence. However, she still wanted to trust Maximilian. "I trust him because I always feel safe with him," Anastasia finally replied, her voice soft yet full of conviction.Lyra looked deeply into Anastasia's eyes, searching for the truth behind her words. Despite the doubt on her face, Lyra chose to respect Anastasia's feelings. "If you feel something's wrong, it's better to talk to him from the heart," Lyra finally said, her tone full of tenderness and support. "If Max really loves you, he wouldn't be able to lie to you."Anastasia fell silent for a moment, trying to take Lyra's advice in. She knew that talking to Maximilian was the only way to find answers. However, a fear loomed over her heart. The fear that what she was about to discover might change everything. Still, she couldn't continue to live in uncertainty. She had just experienced being loved and treated gently by someone, and she h
***"Do you know Dr. Steven?" Anastasia asked.Lyra nodded. "You really don't know who he is? He's very famous.”Anastasia nodded. "As you know, I don't really get along with anyone in the entertainment world. I never go to parties or anything like that. Didn't Leon say that I'm socially inept?"Lyra nodded slowly. She had looked uneasy since they entered the apartment. Her eyes scanned the room, and she occasionally glanced at Anastasia with a doubtful look. Sitting on the sofa, Lyra finally took a deep breath and moved closer to Anastasia. She whispered in a serious tone,"Okay, I want to talk about something important, but not here," Lyra whispered. "We should talk face to face."Anastasia turned her head, surprised by the sudden request, but simply nodded. "Fine. Later, when things calm down, we'll talk," she replied, trying to calm Lyra down. Although she was curious about what Lyra wanted to say, she chose not to ask.Soon after, the bedroom door opened. Steven and Maximilian ca
***Maximilian awoke slowly, his eyes still heavy and his body feeling weak. However, he immediately felt the presence of someone beside him. His vision blurred for a moment before finally focusing on the figure of Anastasia sitting beside the bed. The woman was asleep in a sitting position, her head resting on her crossed arms at the edge of the bed. Throughout the night, Anastasia had remained by his side, relentlessly guarding him.Maximilian sighed slowly, feeling a warmth in his chest. He knew very well how busy Anastasia had been lately, preparing for her new album that was about to be released. But in the midst of all that busyness, this woman still chose to be here, beside him, taking care of him.Maximilian's gaze softened as he looked at Anastasia. She looked tired, but even in sleep, Anastasia's face exuded a deep serenity. Maximilian reached out and gently touched Anastasia's hair, trying not to wake her. The touch was light, like an expression of deep gratitude.Maximilia
***The evening was more special than usual. The laughter and excitement of the Athena Records staff filled the room as they celebrated the success of Anastasia's latest album, which would be released in two days. Music played softly in the background while warm lighting added to the festive atmosphere. However, in the midst of the fun, a sudden feeling of unease came over Anastasia.She sat in a corner of the room, holding a sparkling glass of red wine and staring out the window. The spring night in New York was filled with stars, but her mind was distracted. She was worried because Maximilian hadn't returned her messages and she hadn't heard from him until this evening.Anastasia tried to distract herself by chatting with some of the staff, but somehow the excitement felt hollow. Suddenly, the glass she was holding slipped from her hand and fell to the floor. The sound of the broken glass echoed through the room, attracting the attention of many people."Ouch!" she cried, seeing tha