All Chapters of Bound By A Billion-Dollar Lie: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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A Difference

Anastasia POVI lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, replaying all that transpired today on an endless loop.From the way Leona laughed at every joke, always being so touchy with Nikolai and the way he just let her, completely ignoring me and making me feel invisible throughout the whole day even down to dinner at the table. He didn't even have the common courtesy of at least letting me know that Leona was coming over, why would I think he even has it in him to do that? He's never been that kind of person that considers the feelings of others.The door opened.I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing my breathing to slow, pretending to be asleep. I heard his footsteps cross the room and felt the weight of him as he sat on the edge of the bed."Anastasia." His voice was quiet. "I know you're awake."I didn't respond, he was quiet for a while as though giving me a chance to speak out.He sighed. "I know you're angry and you have every right to be."I made sure to say nothing and just listen to

Don’t Tease Me…

Anastasia POVHis hands moved slowly over my body, teasing me through the thin fabric of my nightgown. Every touch was deliberate, measured, designed to drive me mad. I arched into him, desperate for more contact, more heat, more of him."Please," I breathed against his lips.He smiled with that infuriating, knowing smile. "Please what?""Don't tease me.""I'm not teasing." His hand slid up my thigh, pushing the fabric higher. "I'm simply savoring it."I pulled him closer, my fingers tangling in his hair, kissing him with all the frustration and desire that had been building for days. He responded with the same energy like he had been desiring for a long time, his tongue sliding against mine, his hands roaming my body like he was memorizing every curve.We made out furiously, it was messy, desperate, and hungry. His mouth left mine, trailing down my jaw, my neck, the sensitive spot just below my ear. I gasped, my head falling back.His lips continued their journey downward, pushing as

Liking The View

Anastasia's POVI tried to push him away, to convince him that his grandfather was waiting, I had already given up but the judging face of Demetrios suddenly flashed before my eyes."Nikolai……breakfast….. Demetrios is waiting……."His hands ignored my protests, roaming my body with deliberate slowness as he pressed me against the cool bathroom wall. The tiles were cold against my bare legs, but his body was all the heat I need."Let go of me……""Stop talking.""I'm serious….. everyone downstairs will hear and they'll know exactly what we're doing……""I don't care." His lips found my neck, trailing hot kisses along my pulse point. "Let them hear and let them know."For every resiststance I raised trying to convince him to let's go for breakfast was accompanied by a continuous hot trail of kisses on my neck and soon enough my body betrayed me, arching into his touch, my hands fisting in his hair instead of pushing him away. I hated how easily he did this to me. How quickly he unraveled e

I know what I’m doing?

Nikolai’s POV‎My gaze remained on Anastasia, ‎I watched her by my side gracefully entering the dining room like she owned the place. That bossy part of her always caught my attention and made me think of things I wanted to do to her.‎‎She looked composed, unreadable. Her face was a mask of calmness, showing nothing of what had transpired between us in the bathroom less than an hour ago. She walked with her head high, her shoulders back, her expression smooth.‎‎I admired her ability to switch it off. I'd met few people who could who could go from moaning my name against a bathroom wall to sitting at a breakfast table like nothing had happened.‎‎She was remarkable and utterly captivating.‎‎Leona was already seated, her coffee cup in hand, her eyes fixated on us the moment we entered together. I saw the flash of irritation cross her face but was quickly masked, but not quickly enough.‎‎Demetrios greeted us warmly, his voice cheerful, his eyes twinkling. "There you are! I wa

Over It

Nikolai's POV ‎‎He left me in the study, closing the door behind him. ‎I sat there for a long moment, staring at the closed door.‎‘‎She could make you happy, If you let her.’ his words echoing in my head over and over again. ‎I shook the thought away, who needs love? When you can have a good fuck and move on?‎‎I stepped out of his study and found Anastasia seated in the library. She was curled up in one of the oversized armchairs, scrolling through her phone. ‎She looked peaceful, relaxed and beautiful.‎‎I leaned against the doorframe. "Working?"‎‎She looked up, startled. "What?"‎‎"Are you really working?" I nodded toward her phone. "Or are you just hiding?"‎‎She set the phone down. "I'm avoiding Leona."‎‎I laughed a genuine laugh at her response. She looked at me, her eyebrows raised.‎‎"What?"‎‎"Nothing." I crossed the room, settling into the chair across from her. "You're getting better at playing the role."‎‎"The role?"‎‎"The unbothered fiancée." I tilted

Satisfying

Anastasia's POV‎When he led me out of library, ‎I escaped had to escape from him. My heart pounding, my skin still tingling from his kiss. I needed some space from him, a moment to collect myself before I did something stupid, like admit that I was enjoying this. Enjoying him.‎‎I retreated to my room, closing the door behind me and leaning against it, my eyes squeezed shut.‎‎Get it together, it's just a tour. Just a walk through the city. It doesn't mean anything.‎‎‎I crossed to the closet, pulling out a sundress, something light and flowing, appropriate for a warm Athenian afternoon. As I changed, my mind drifted back to Nikolai. The way he'd looked at me in the library. The way his voice had dropped when he'd suggested staying in the room all day. The way he'd kissed me, soft and quick, that felt like a promise of more to come.‎‎I couldn't control my heart around him. I'd lost that ability days ago, somewhere between his cold indifference and his unexpected warmth. He made

Allow Me This Once

Anastasia's POVThe day with Nikola started off pretty well iti was unlike anything I'd expected.Without any familiar face hovering over us, the dynamic between us shifted. It was lighter, easier and almost... natural.We explored the ancient ruins first, walking through the Acropolis. Nikolai pointed out details I would have missed, the subtle carvings on the columns, the way the light hit the Parthenon at this exact angle. He knew the history intimately, and I found myself listening, captivated, as he spoke."You sound like a tour guide," I teased."I sound like someone who paid attention in school," he shot back."Same thing."He laughed at my commentary. We walked through bustling markets next, weaving through stalls filled with colorful fabrics, handmade jewelry, and the smell of fresh spices. I stopped at a vendor selling olive wood carvings, running my fingers over the smooth surface of a small bowl.Nikolai appeared beside me, his hand brushing mine. "Do you like it?""It's b

Complicated

Anastasia's POV‎‎The next morning, we left Demetrios's estate.‎‎The old man embraced me warmly at the door, his arms surprisingly strong for his age. He held me for a long moment, then pulled back to look at me properly, his eyes glistening.‎‎"You're always welcome here, child," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "This is your home now too, don't forget that."‎‎I felt a lump form in my throat. "Thank you, Demetrios."‎‎"And if Nikolai ever gives you trouble…." He shot a pointed look at his grandson. ".....you call me, I'll set him straight."‎‎I laughed. "I'll hold you to that Demetrios."‎‎Ariana was next, she hugged me tightly, her familiar scent of lavender and flour surrounding me. Her voice was soft, barely a whisper.‎‎"I hope to see you again soon, dear, you brought light to this house. To him."‎‎I pulled back, blinking back tears. "I'll come back. I promise."‎‎She patted my cheek, her eyes warm. "I know you will."‎‎Nikolai watched the exchange, his expres

It’s More Complicated

Anastasia's POVI tried to settle back into my routine after returning from Athens, but honestly it wasn't easy.Everywhere I fucking turned, Nikolai seemed to be there, if not in person, then he was in my thoughts. The way he'd looked at me on the waterfront. The way he'd brushed the hair from my face and placed it at the back of my ear. The way he'd tucked that blanket around me on the plane.I threw myself into work, hoping to drown out the noise. I buried myself in spreadsheets and reports, staying late at the office, filling every spare moment with numbers and data. If I kept busy enough, I told myself, I wouldn't have to think about him but that It didn't work either.He was always there, a constant presence I couldn't shake in my mind.I was at the penthouse during the weekend when Zara showed up unannounced. I heard the doorbell ring, and when I opened it, she was standing there with a bottle of wine and a knowing grin."Surprise!" She pushed past me, kicking off her shoes. "I

The Intervention

Anastasia's POVI sat at my desk in my office Reed & Associates, buried in spreadsheets, when my phone rang snapped me out of it.My screen lit up with the name of the person I least expected. It was jackson, my fatherI stared at the name, my stomach tightened at the sight of his name. His calls were never to bring good news, they never had been. Every time he reached out, it was either for money or for bailouts or for me to clean up whatever mess he'd made.I should have let it go to voicemail just ignore it entirely and move on with my work but something urged me to answer."Hello, Father.""Anastasia." His voice was warm, almost affectionate, that also was never a good sign. "How are you, sweetheart? I've been thinking about you."I didn't respond to the pleasantries, that was all a facade to show that he cared, I learnt that a long time ago. "What do you want?""Can't a father call his daughter just to say hello?""You never call just to say hello. So, what do you want?"He sigh

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