All Chapters of Bound By A Billion-Dollar Lie: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Anastasia's POVI had woken up first between the both of us. Nikolai was still sleeping beside me, his arm wrapped loosely over my waist, his breathing slow and even. He looked so peaceful like a baby in sleep.I watched him for a long moment, reminiscing about the night before. The way he kissed me and carried me from the bathroom before I could even say anything. There was this look in his eyes when he looked at me, that made my knees buckle. He didn't make it any better when he went ahead and told me that I was everything.I couldn't help but notice that I had less control of my heart where he was concerned. Every beat seemed to belong to him now, all my thought circled back to him. It was terrifying and exhilarating all at once.I reached out, my fingers hovering over his cheek. I wanted to touch him, to trace the line of his jaw, to feel the warmth of his skin beneath my fingertips.Just as I was about to do it, the doorbell rang.I froze, pulling my hand back. It had to be room

Anastasia POVHearing Leona's voice brought back memories of the deal I had tried to make with her.The file she brought, which was full of contracts, the promises of deals that could take Reed & Associates to new heights. The condition attached to the benefits of having me break my engagement with Nikolai and leave him.I remembered how I'd almost considered striking a deal with her, desperate to get over Bianca's latest scam, I'd actually thought about it. I'd hated the mere thought of her, but I'd been so lost, so afraid, that I'd almost reached out.Watching Leona and Nikolai talk now, I couldn't help but think about how much I would have regretted that decision if Nikolai hadn't swooped in to help me out.He'd paid the debt, settled the issue. He had done it without asking for anything in return and now, watching him interact with Leona, I felt a surge of gratitude so powerful it almost knocked the breath out of me.Leona and Nikolai eventually closed the gap between us. She was

Anastasia's POV One week went by so fast that I felt like time was against us. It felt like just yesterday we'd arrived in Athens and the city was out before us, ready to explore and now, somehow, a week had passed. A week of laughter and discovery, of lazy mornings and passionate nights, of learning things about Nikolai that I'd never known. I'd learned his favorite meal (a traditional Greek lamb dish his grandmother used to make). I'd learned that he loved classic rock and could play the piano. I'd learned that he'd always wanted to learn to paint, but never had the time. I'd learned about his childhood, his dreams, his fears. I'd learned that he was so much more than the cold, controlled businessman he pretended to be and there was, of course, the mind-blowing sex I couldn't quite get over. Every night had been a revelation. He was attentive, creative, utterly devoted to my pleasure. He knew exactly how to touch me, how to make me gasp, how to reduce me to a trembling mess. I'

Nikolai POVI couldn't help the smile that plastered on my face hearing Anastasia's accusation of me talking too much.She was looking at me with that defiant glint in her eyes. The moonlight reflected off the water, casting a soft glow across her face. She was beautiful. Infuriating. Completely irresistible."You think I talk too much?" I asked, my voice low."I know you do.""Then maybe I should do something instead."Before she could react, I pushed her. She let out a surprised shriek as she toppled backward into the pool, the water splashing up around her. She surfaced a moment later, sputtering, her hair plastered to her face."Nikolai!" she gasped. "I can't believe you just did that!"I laughed, the sound warm and genuine. "You said I talk too much, so I was trying to be you know, more... action-oriented."She glared at me, but there was no heat in it, then a slow smile spread across her face."Two can play at that game," she said.She reached up, grabbing my ankle, and yanked.

Anastasia POVThe first sensation I woke up to was the ache between my legs. It was a pleasant ache, the kind that reminded me of exactly what had happened the night before.The image of Nikolai when he looked at me with those dark, desire-filled eyes, his hands roaming my body and he how had taken me apart piece by piece until I was nothing but a trembling mess beneath him.My face flushed remembering all the details from last night.I couldn't stop thinking about how much of a beast Nikolai was in bed. He was relentless, insatiable, utterly devoted to my pleasure. He'd made me come so many times that I'd lost count, each release more intense than the last.I pressed my thighs together, a shiver running through me.Note to self, I thought. Never taunt Nikolai sexually again. It's a bad move. A very, very bad move.But even as I thought it, I knew I'd probably do it again. The thrill I had of pushing his buttons, of watching him lose control, was too addictive to resist.I was still l