[IVAN]When a knock falls on the door of my home office, I’m almost taken aback to find Ana actually listening to me for once.I can’t help but wonder what’s behind this change. It shouldn’t have been so easy to convince her to meet me like I wanted.A nagging thought creeps into my mind, suggesting that she might have her own agenda in complying with my request.I can’t wait to find out.I lean back into my chair and prop my elbows on the armrests. It makes a squeaky sound, while my eyes remain fixed on the woman still standing at the door.“You called,” she says, her facial expression devoid of any emotions.Little does she know that no matter how much these past few years have changed her, deep down, she’s still the same Ana. I can tell when she’s trying to hide something or keep her emotions in check, and right now, she’s doing exactly that. It’s a game we’ve played many times before, a game that I’m very good at.I gesture towards the chair opposite mine. “Please, have a seat.”S
[ANASTASIA]The moment I reach my room I shut the door and press my back against it.My heart pounds inside my chest as if it’s ready to break out of it.I close my eyes and try to shake off the conversation I had with Ivan out of my head.But it proves to be an impossible task.Especially when I’ve done something that I’ve never done before.I hit him.I did.I look down at my hand, still feeling the sting from the impact.They are trembling…my whole body is.I can’t believe I let myself get so worked up.Ivan’s words had cut deep, and I let my anger get the best of me.But the worst part is, deep down, a small part of me enjoyed it.The rush of adrenaline, the feeling of power…But only for a few seconds before I am back to being myself.I shake my head, trying to clear my thoughts.This is not who I am. I am not a violent person. I’m not Ivan.My eyes are welling up for the reason I don’t understand.Or maybe I do. I can’t tell. Not right now.No. I have to be strong. I have to be
[IVAN]I can tell Tatiana is intrigued by me, and I can’t help but find it amusing.Even after Ana tried really hard to get our little girl to play outside and not bother me (she might as well have said I am the monster who eats kids for breakfast, lunch and dinner), my adorable daughter keeps coming back to me.Sometimes she hides behind the curtains, peeks at me through the windows, or even checks through the keyholes, as if I wouldn’t hear her laughter and giggles.Every time she’s around, I can sense her curious eyes on me, and she doesn’t seem like someone who gives up easily. My daughter, for sure.I don’t plan to give up on us either. By hook or crook, I’ll win Ana’s trust back, and then there will be nothing breaking us apart. I’ll have my woman and my kids, and I’ll do everything I can to make things right, even though I know Ana won’t make it any easier.But no matter how much she acts like she doesn’t care, has moved on, or could be better without me, I won’t take no for an
[ANASTASIA]I know it’s a trap.It has to be.There was nothing so straightforward when it came to Ivan. For as long as I have known him, he never shied away from lying or buying his way in or out of any situation. He would buy off anyone with money, and if someone wasn’t ready to sell their loyalty or compromise their principles, he would use their fear against them to get his work done. But no matter how much someone tried, there was no escaping Ivan once he set his eyes on someone or something.And right now, I know without a doubt that his vicious eyes are set upon me and my kids. If he has decided to make us the family that can only exist in his fantasy, he will do anything for that to make it happen. He will use every trick in the book to manipulate me and my kids.And I can’t let that happen.I can’t let him win.Perhaps that’s why when he tells me that there’s something in his nightstand that I might be interested in, I know exactly what he’s trying to do.Honestly, does he re
[IVAN]She couldn’t resist, could she? Good for me.The moment I step out of the bathroom, I catch Ana tiptoeing around the bed, looking like a deer caught in the headlights once she notices me too. I can’t help but be amused. She looks just as embarrassed and flushed as she did years ago when we were newly married. I still remember the first time she saw me naked. Her jaw just dropped, her eyes popped wide open, her whole body turned rigid, and she would bite her lip, not knowing how else to act normal.Strangely, she’s doing all those things right now, and it’s a miracle that like old times, I haven’t made any moves and tossed her on the bed to fuck her brains out. That should count for something, shouldn’t it?I sigh. Instead of doing what every muscle in my body aches for, I close the bathroom door and walk towards the closet. Ana, as if frozen in time, stays still and painfully quiet. The closer I get, the faster her chest rises and falls, and her eyes dart around the room, anywh
[ANASTASIA]One minute, I’m chasing my daughter through the snowy evening, the crisp air biting at my cheeks and making me shiver, trying to get my hands on her so I can take her back inside. Her laughter echoes in the winter night, a pure, innocent sound that warms my heart despite the cold.In the other minute, I’m being manhandled by my so-called husband, Ivan. He strides over to me with determined steps, his presence commanding and imposing. He drops his heavy overcoat onto my shoulders, its weight pressing down, and he forcefully slips my arms into it.I know I shouldn’t be annoyed by his attempt to keep me warm, but something inside me still feels the desperate need to push him away and scream.Truth be told, this is what I have been worried about—for him to show the care that could easily unwind my heart. I don’t know why, but I have always been too easy for him to exploit, to dissolve my anger and worries as if I was too naive to have them in the first place. He has always bee
[IVAN]The first time I kissed Anastasia was at her home, in her room, against the wall of her bedroom. It was after the very first time I had felt that kind of rush—the rush to claim someone exclusively for myself, to make a woman mine. At first, I thought it was because she was untouched that I had felt that strange desire—the desire of possession, but I was wrong.The reason I wanted to bring Ana into my life was that I couldn’t tolerate even the thought of any other man touching her the way I so desperately wanted to. Hell, I couldn’t have tolerated it if any other man had even looked at her the way she was in my eyes. Even if I wasn’t her first, I wanted to be her last. Her forever. Her happily ever after.My beautiful and innocent Anastasia, the woman for whom I broke all ties with my family, the woman for whom I could have burned down the whole damn world.I knew from the moment I first met her that she was the one for me, the woman who had the power to turn my world upside dow
[ANASTASIA]I don’t sleep all night.I try, but the haunting touch of his lips on mine, his hands on my body, and the force of his arms around me keep me awake. It makes me realize how easy it would be for him to do that again if I didn’t fight harder. It doesn’t seem like my tough front has done anything to make him think of his actions at least twice. Ivan is still the same, the man for whom, as long as he got what he wanted, the consequences be damned.But I can’t let that happen, can I?He might have forced me and my kids to return and be a part of his life, but I know in my heart that this is only temporary. Once I get the chance to escape from this hell, I will leave him without a second thought. I will never allow my innocent kids to become part of his dark world. No, they deserve better than this. I would do anything to protect their innocence from this monstrous empire Ivan had built.But then why, why didn’t I push him away sooner? I know I could have shoved him away long be