(Anastasia's POV)Sleep was anything but peaceful that night. Haunted about Charles doing and I tossed and turned all night. Before crawling into bed, I had ripped up that f*cking paper and tossed it in the trash, the wedding invitation. But it weighed in on me, and I was drained.My eyes were heavy as I walked into the bright light of the sun while opening the shades in my bedroom. I keep calling Charles but he was not answering any of my calls.Deciding I should get changed and ready for the day, I get ready and exited my room. I've been avoiding Mom since yesterday. And I was surprised that Grandfather did not scold me for not being presented at the dress fitting.He was more worried about the project that was postponed for the meantime, probably, because of that jerk Charles. He made my Grandfather become a Lion, exposing his pangs to everyone. I believe Grandfather is having second thoughts about the marriage.I can see how apologetic Charles's father is to everyone, because of h

(Anastasia's POV)"My apologies for the Chairman's decision but we will never continue this project." Disappointment and haze plastered on each of their faces. Even though I, was heartbroken by my grandfather's conclusion, he never looks to the effort, he focus on the outcome. If he does not like it, he calls it trash, but if it is to his liking, he will call it a great job.He never listens to his subordinate. Well, he is the Chairman, why would he listen to the people below him? He did not even listen to my reasoning, and I stopped myself from persuading him not to cancel the proposal we have."What happened, Madam?" Mina asked with a haze on her face.I deeply sigh, "He already knew that we were scammed. I won't blame any of you if ever someone in here tattles it to him but, let us just hope for the best.""Can you at least persuade him?" Elise muttered and I can sense the annoyance in her tone. Through my peripheral vision, Mina gives her an eye.I smiled, "He has the power, while

(Anastasia's POV)I gape up at the ceiling in deep thought. What the hell did I get myself into? My life is going to take a drastic turn from this point if I would not do something to prevent this so-called wedding.Enough thinking, I don't want to think anymore. I grab my grey sleeping robe and put it on without tying it. While walking to the bathroom, I tie my hair into a messy bun and wash my face.I just realized I haven't washed my face when the wedding organizers entered my room earlier. That was one embarrassing scene to start my day.Why did they have to walk inside just for the wedding gown fitting? Well, it's pretty obvious that it was Grandfather's doing.Sighing while staring at the mirror, I have had this thought running through my head since this morning.Should I run away with Caleb?I mean... I can still reach out to Alice through social media. She's into social media these days. That was possible. So, why not?Running to my bed and reach for the laptop on my bedside t

(Anastasia's POV)Caleb check in another hotel as he was not sure if the place I got was secure. We decided to stay here until when will we reached our plan.As soon as we entered the room. His lips pressed against mine, and his hands roamed my body before settling down on my lower back. My arms snaked around his neck, holding firmly before moving my lips to meet his rhythm. We were in sync.Following his lead, securing my legs around his toned waist. His arms hold on to me, keeping me locked into him while supporting my weight. He turned, pivoting us in the direction of the bedroom. A squeal slipped through my lips at the sudden movement, breaking the kiss. In turn, my grip on him firmed up even more, my fear of falling leading me to do so."Relax, love," he laughed before kicking close the door. I turned my head to assess the room. It was massive, with a king-size bed sitting in the middle. It had floor-to-ceiling windows but they were covered with a curtain. The furniture was modern

(Third Person POV)Anastasia woke up, she squinted her eyes when she felt someone tapping her arm, continually. She shielded her eyes using her arms, cause of the light coming in through the windows.The tap on her arm began again, and she could hear a familiar voice, as if she'd heard that voice before, calling her name as slowly regained consciousness.As Anastasia slowly began to regain consciousness. She finally fully opened her eyes, looking at the owner of the woman's voice. It's Caroline, the wedding organizer.Her brows creased, confused about where is she and why is she here.Her eyes wander around, confused at where she was sitting. She was inside the car, sitting in the long chair that she believe, it's a Limousine. Headache struck her again, and she was about to massage her temple when she finally noticed her arm, her clothes, her shoes... 'Why... Why am I wearing a wedding gown? Where's Caleb? Am I back in Italy?'All her memories started coming back to her slowly. The