All Chapters of A Contract With My Billionaire Ex: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Anastasia's POV I heard them before I saw them.The sounds coming from my bedroom made my stomach drop and I stood frozen in the hallway of my own apartment. I was holding a box of gingerbread cookies in one hand and a cup of latte in the other, listening to sounds of very intense moans coming from the other side of my bedroom door.For a second, I tried to convince myself nothing could be wrong. Maybe Lucas was watching porn or maybe there was some other reasonable explanation for the sounds of a woman moaning in my bedroom at three in the afternoon.But it didn't really sound like a movie though.I closed my shop early today to surprise my husband Lucas because things had been quite bad between us for months. We barely speak anymore and when we do, every conversation feels like walking on broken glass. I thought maybe if I did something sweet, something that reminded him of when we were happy, we could fix it. So I spent two hours baking his favorite gingerbread cookies, the ones I

Anastasia's POV I drove aimlessly around town after listening to the voicemail. My hands would not stop shaking on the steering wheel. Every red light felt like torture because it gave me time to think and thinking was the last thing I wanted to do right now.I called my best friend Sara three times before she answered. I really needed someone."Ana? Where are you? Why do you sound like you're crying?" Sara said and I could hear the concern in her voice."I need to come over," I managed to say and my voice cracked. "Can I come over?""Of course, get here now. Are you okay to drive?""I'm already on my way.""Ana, what happened?"I could not get the words out because if I started talking I would start crying again and I was barely holding myself together as it was. "I'll tell you when I get there."Twenty minutes later I was standing outside Sara's door. I could not even knock because my hands were shaking too badly. The door opened anyway and Sara stood there in her pajamas with her

Anastasia's POV I did not sleep at all the night before meeting Leon.I kept tossing and turning on the old couch in my tiny apartment and thinking about what he could possibly want to discuss. He said he wanted to help me but nothing in life was free and especially not from billionaires, much less from rejected ex boyfriends. There had to be a catch and I spent hours trying to figure out what it could be.By the time morning came I looked even worse than before and the dark circles under my eyes had gotten darker. I put on the nicest outfit I owned which was not saying much. It was a simple black dress that I used to wear to church before I stopped going. I tried to do something with my hair but gave up and just pulled it back in a ponytail.The café on Fourth Street was one of those expensive places with marble tables and chandeliers and a menu that did not list prices because if you had to ask, you could not afford it. I felt completely out of place in my cheap dress and worn shoe