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There’s nothing lascivious about it, but I do detect a hint of desire in his eyes, but nothing overt. I lean over and unstrap the ties around his wrists and ankles, ignoring his stunned face and step out of the room, leaving the door open. I sit down on the couch in the living room with my gun on the coffee table. I open a paper bag and pull out a spinach, feta and egg white wrap and place it next to a Brazilian mocha cola iced coffee. I relax and respond to a few texts from my parents, then finally hear Alec slowly approaching the living room a few minutes later. I can see him lingering in the doorway from my periphery.

So, I become deeply surprised when our bodies begin to move with the music, and I automatically place my head on his warm muscular chest while listening to his strong heart beat to the rhythm of the music. “Why is it that this man has so effortlessly tamed me in a moment when no other has ever managed to? Should I let him? Or should I fight the tie that binds us?” I begin to wonder as I feel the magic take hold, because I am not strong enough to stop it. When I don’t say anything, he holds me closer and then asks softly, “Anastasia, I think I will call you Ana?” Hearing this, I glance up into those beautiful eyes before I nod, and he leans down to devour my mouth with his. Feeling the mag

" Yes, she is your mate. But I don't know where or what family she belongs. I'm just worried to you , to us. What if their pack attack us because you kidnapped her." I can't understand what they are saying. Whose being kidnapped? What is that mate about? The pack? " But mom, Anastasia is my mate . It doesn't matter what family she has. She belongs only to me." I immediately got up when I heard my name. I looked around, the interior designs were different, the cabinet was different, the window was different, and the paint color was different. Everything was unfamiliar to me because it is not my room. I tried to think about what was going on. How I got to this place? Who's that people outside?

"I'm talking about serious stuff, who dares to disturb me? Anastacia, I was polite to you in the past because I wanted to give you some face, but don't really think that you're some impressive person. Do you think that because you endorse La Novela perfume, you can really compete with me? Clearly, Natalia had vaguely heard the news about Anna going against her in the class. However, Anna was really too lazy to play such games with Natalia or get into an argument with a stupid person like her, and suddenly grabbed Natalia’s shoulder, pulling her aside. Natalia could not even avoid it, and was pulled aside like a little chick, and could only watch as Anna walked out. Too arrogant! "Anastacia,

Vashti flashed Anna a warning stare just before distracting Esther by changing the conversation. “Take this back to Shushan,” Vashti handed the book to Esther. “It documents everything I told you earlier, including my escape, the deception about my pregnancy, and everything you need to convince your people to accept Adara as their queen. I titled the book Vashti’s Daughter, because it’s as much your story, Adara, as it is mine.” When Anna heard the title, she was stunned. “May I see it, please?” Esther handed the book to Anna. It was heavier than she thought it would be when Vashti first showed to her at the cabin. The book cover was made of thick leather with parchment pages tightly bound t

The beautiful huntress soon wrenched her mouth from my own and reached down to still my wandering hand that firmly nestled between her thighs. "Anastasia..." Vale gasped breathlessly and started to wriggle in my arms. The way she said my name fascinated me—how it rolled off her tongue so naturally like she'd been saying it all her life. Yet I kept my persistence and held onto the struggling huntress. What she hated most was being dishonored by my lustful deed, and knowing that, I took full advantage of it.

“Maybe I don’t want to get fucked by a stranger at a party I don’t even want to be at.” “That’s fair. So, let me ask you: what if you were home in a warm bed? Would it change anything?” “No.” “Woman!” I exclaimed, noticing some nearby guests glance at us oddly. I offered them a small smile, and they turned away before I focused back on Anastasia. She had her arms crossed in front of her, pushing her wonderful breasts together. It distracted me, especially since her dress showcased her cleavage so clearly. Ana noticed where my eyes went and looked down, quickly lowering her arms. I shook my head, trying to regain my focus before I met her eyes, and she stubbornly held mine. Only my queen coul

” I nodded , hesitantly ;” my goodness Anna , please be careful “ she warned me and I nodded with a smile My aunt had nothing to worry about that , I’m not the kind of girl who sleeps with guys on the first date , nor the second or the third It was gonna take a long time for me to give my virginity to someone , I had standards and principles , I’m nothing without them And if Damon Sorrentino thought I was gonna give in so easily for him , he has another thing coming D A M O N “ Anastasia Gilbert “ I was in my villa , sitting in my desk , my blouse’s buttons were opened , a glass of bourbon in my hand , muttering Anna’s name It felt like a melody She had me wrapped around her finger , for now

she pressed, resting her chin in her palm. I sighed. “It’s not nerves… it’s…” I trailed off, searching for the right word. “It’s restraint. Because if I let myself fall into whatever this is, there’s no coming back.” Anastasia’s eyes lit with mischief. “Then don’t restrain yourself. Maybe fate’s already writing your story, babe. And tonight- ” she paused, smirking knowingly, “-is just the next chapter.” I groaned. “You sound like a romance novel.”

“Some things can’t wait, Mother.” The air crackles. They’re smiling, but it’s a duel. Every word a blade. Anastasia steps closer, diamonds flashing. “You always did have… peculiar taste,” she says, eyes raking over my dress, my bare back, my trembling fingers clutching Nicholas’s sleeve. “Tell me, darling,” she addresses me directly, voice honey over broken glass, “what exactly is it you do? Model? Influencer? Or are you one of those girls who just… spreads her legs for the right last name?”