Code Name Anastasia Chapter 41 Novels & Stories

Inside the bedroom, Anastasia bit her lower lip the moment she heard what the man has said, determination flashed past her eyes as she took the blanket on the bed and wrapped it around her, making sure to shift both her eyes and hair to their original color then she dragged herself towards the door. The moment he heard the footsteps, Xander turned around and his eyes narrowed suspiciously when he saw her coming to him. "Baby, are you not coming to finish what you started, you got me soooo high." Anastasia leaned into his arm lithely and turned her face to the other side which the guard couldn't see, her voice was hoarse and husky, leaving Xander completely speechless as he looked at her head

Anastasia POV: I have never heard Vincent talk like this before ,did something happen to his voice. His voice was calm and smooth unlike the Vincent that I know that would talk in a voice promising pain just to instill fear in someone. "Mm... Vincent hi" I greeted flashing him a nervous smile as if that would work ,I prayed that he doesn't do anything to me,I was in such a good mood I don't want anything ruining it today. Vincent took in my appearance,he looked at me from head to toe and I felt nervous under his scrutinizing gaze and silence,I heard him tsk..

DOMINIC Twenty minutes into the flight. I rubbed my hand against the back of my neck. I glanced at Anastasia. She leaned against her seat, eyes closed shut. Her cheek rested against the armrest, squished on the hard leather, lips parted slightly. Her coat was buttoned to the very last one, like she was afraid her clothes would slip again. They did have a habit of falling off her. My eyes dropped to her chest. I could still picture them from earlier. I’d always had a photographic memory, but that worked against me in cases like this.

Chapter Twenty Seven Ashton’s POV After coming back home with Anastasia , a girl I met in Paris who had a way of cheering me up, I decided to put my all into forgetting Marg for good. Haven been introduced to sex she too began to take care of my sexual needs as well all in the bid to trick my body and my mind to forget Marg.

When I was turning my back in fear when they called me and I was pushed by someone. A bright light fell on me, I stumbled over my feet, quickly regaining my composure without falling to the ground, I looked at what looked like a bar. Even with some tables spread around, men of great power, I even recognized an imposing lawyer who had already appeared on television. - Now, introducing, Anastasia is a 22-year-old Turkish girl. All this was happening while the man started talking as I passed behind him. from him. He showed me, with me parading, while the other men were watching that series of other women.

Oh. You don’t know me yet, how rude of me. I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Anastasia, last name Gastillo. I am an omega to the Grimsborrow pack, or town. We’re really both. My family comes from money, and I’ve never known what it’s like to suffer, or even work for anything. I just had to ask and it was given. That isn’t the case anymore. You see, two weeks ago, I woke up to something horrifying and I haven’t been able to think straight since then. /FLASHBACK/

Then her crimson lips parted to draw in a soft inhale. At the sound of my voice, her eyes finally opened, the light gleaming off their golden hue. Slowly Anastasia tilted her head to look at me. I was too shocked to speak. Her face was just as I had remembered her— lovely and kind. I covered my mouth with my hand as tears of joy welled up and spilled down my cheeks.

The pain made her curl inward. "How could this be…" Mason had promised her forever. Suddenly, the world spun as her vision darkened, and she tumbled down the steps in front of the villa. In the last moments of consciousness, she glimpsed the shallow pond in the courtyard, hazily imagining it should have been surrounded by gardenias. - I saw Anastasia again the day I went to the hospital to pick up medication. She had lost a lot of weight, with dark circles rimming her eyes. It was clear she hadn't slept in days.

The rage simmering under my skin was too intense to suppress. I gritted my teeth when a deviant idea popped in my head. "You won't let me off this bond, will you?" "No." "Well then." My mouth curved, a wicked snicker forming at the corner. "Let me return your courtesy." The amusement left his countenance, a line appearing between his thick, flawless brows. "I, Anastasia Miracle, rej—" The rest of the words left me in a rush of air, my eyes widening to their limit. He had me against a wall, long, hostile fingers wrapping around my dainty neck.

Did she faint again? However her eyes fluttered open the next second and her sleepy gaze fell on him. Her sea green eyes made his stomach churn. He could feel the mate pull grow strongly in him and it broke his heart that he could do nothing about it. Anastasia heard footsteps enter the room just as she had decided to go back to sleep. When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the well carved out god-like physique of Chase's chest. A small gasp escaped her lips as her eyes traveled down his figure. In a half-sleepy state, she didn't recognize who he was giving her the freedom to admire his sexiness.