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she stopped talking, "it's like since you've been away, nothing can faze them!" "Just give me some names, Anastasia. It's the only way I can assist you," I pleaded, cautiously inching closer to her as if she might explode right before me. “Sorry, A, but I can’t do that.” Anastasia finally broke down in front of me, tears streaming down her face. I pulled her into a comforting embrace, but she quickly pulled away, her expression a mix of discomfort and pain, as if hiding something deeper. "My bad," I muttered as she wiped away her tears. In one swift move, I lifted the back of her shirt, revealing handprints and a number 4 etched into her skin—marks that would undoubtedly leave scars. She tri

I can’t remember ever feeling this way in my life. Six seconds left… The door to Anastasia’s house bursts open, and she comes hurtling out, hair teased up, wearing a pair of ripped blue jeans with white sneakers and a cute white T-shirt that she’s almost bursting out of. She’s smiling all the way to my car. “So did I make it?” she asks as she slides in beside me. I twist my timer to her as the last second ticks down to zero. She laughs triumphantly. “Ha! I told you!”

When I returned—heels echoing, dress swishing like a warning—I saw it. Her. Anastasia. Leaning against the study’s door frame like she was auditioning for “Desperate Housewives of Billionaire Estates.” Inside, Jace stood stiff as a skyscraper. Hands in his pockets. Jaw clenched so hard I could hear the tension. Anastasia was slinking toward him like a cat in heat. “I’m just saying,” she purred, voice syrupy and desperate. “Our union would make headlines. You and me? It would be a royal event. Everyone around the world would be watching…”

“She is upstairs in our room. Let me escort you.” Catherine was wary of him. He was a powerful man. Nobody would step in to help her if he wanted to cause her harm. Still, she followed him upstairs to a white door that directly opened to a dimly lit bedroom. “Anna!” Anastasia was in a trance. She took her time responding to her mother's voice as slowly tilted towards Catherine from the bed she laid. Sweet brown eyes were now empty. The healthy glow of her skin dimmed into an ugly pale. Brown bruises patched on her skin.

She thought being rejected by her fated mate was the worst thing that could happen to her. She was wrong. Alpha Ronan abandoned Yvonne during the birth of their twins. While she lay weak and bleeding, he sent rejection papers, and a threat to take her babies from her. For years, Ronan made her believe she was nothing more than a nameless, powerless Omega. Someone unworthy of his title. Someone easily replaced by the beautiful Beta he wanted as his Luna. So Yvonne finally stops begging to be loved. Then a mysterious blood test changes everything. She isn't a nameless Omega. She's the long-lost daughter of Alpha Darius and Luna Elara Silvercrest, the missing heir to the legendary W

"Okay. Then you don't mind listening to me talk? whispered Anastasia sensually in his ear. Their gazes met. Anastasia has beautiful blue eyes. Her red lips are full and sexy. And that mischievous glint in her eyes made the clear signal for Ezra to grab her by the scruff of the neck and suck hard on her lips. Anastasia smiled between their kisses. She shifted her buttocks to sit on Ezra's thighs, and she wrapped her arms around Ezra's neck as they kissed. The tension was starting to build perfectly, just like Anastasia wanted. She could feel Ezra's arousal under her ass as she pressed herself against Ezra's body. “Is this the kind of consolation you desire?” whispered Anastasia hoarsely. "Not

I feel small and pathetic, a stark contrast to the rage that fueled me just moments ago. A sharp cough from the doorway cuts through my breakdown. I freeze, pulling away from Lila to see a tall man in a sharp tuxedo standing there. He looks like he hasn't slept in a week, his eyes tired and critical. He clears his throat again, louder this time. "Anastasia?" he asks, his voice clipped and professional. I wipe my face with the back of my hand, smearing my mascara. "Yeah?" "The Boss wants to see you," he says, gesturing toward the hallway. "Now."

“I really thought this was a mistake, but I had been around you for a while,” A minute of mistake, one that she was going to pay dearly for. Anastasia lunged, grabbing the antique vase by the edge of the table. One powerful haul, which was all it took for Petal to crash down on the floor, wine spilt around her, her eyes shut from how hard she had been hit. The damage was done. Anastasia rushed towards the table, picking up the files, and everything that showed the truth. When she was done, she cleared the pieces of the broken glass. Making sure that the room had no signs of distress.

Anastasia was enjoying the show she had cause and sat back to cross her legs, her tea cup an inch from her lips, another stare at them, she sipped her tea. "I don't want to! She's mine!" "Are you stupid? Why would she be yours? She's already sold to us!" Her heart clenched in realization that they were still hot on her chase because they had given their money in exchange for her. She's being sold by Abigail's Mother. "Anyone who wins, will be getting me tonight" Anastasia spoke out and every eyes turned to the lady who was sitting in a majestical pose. "Well, then I'll be the one to go first..."

While in the middle of the trip she asked me if I was happy and I kissed her cheeks to thank her for everything. When we entered the mansion, I was very surprised by what she saw. I saw Beautiful woman in front of us.She has a white skin complexion and skinny body.I think she is Crema but I thought she already lives in America. "Surprise mom"she said smiling and hugged her mother. "Marga, why didn't you say you were going home?" Anastasia stammered and kissed and hugged the child. "I want to surprise you,is it forbidden?"she said and glanced at me.