ANASTACIA' POV."Maybe you should just let him talk to you, Anastasia. Maybe you should hear him out and wait for his perfect timing". Sofia tried to convince me for the hundredth time tonight. Sometimes the way she defends Pierce makes me feel like there is some underground game going on between the both of them. I don't even know who to trust anymore.I mentally smack myself in the head. Sophia has been with me for years, there is no way I could suspect her.It's been 2 days 13 hours 16 minutes, and 4 seconds since we broke up. No phone calls, no text messages, no voicemails, nor emails. Nothing to show that he's even sorry for what he didBut, I don't care anymore. I'm done, he can keep on fucking Sonia for all I care.Then, the tears fill my eyes. "I was so stupid to have given my heart to someone on a platter of gold, and have him stomp it right in front of me without remorse"."He didn't do that to you, Anastasia". Sofia rubs my shoulder at least not on purposeI gently push h
My eyes flutter open, and the bright fluorescent bulb shining from the ceiling prevents me from keeping them open for long.where exactly am I?I try to stand from the bed but a splitting headache sends me sprawling back to my former position on the bed. I spend about ten minutes inhaling and exhaling, an exercise I learnt from Pierce."Argh". I groan. Why do I keep thinking about him? Every single action reminds me of him, like he's been an integral part of my life from the very beginning.But why do I actually feel like he has been an integral part of my life from the very beginning? Why the sudden feeling?That aside, I need to find out where I am and how to get out of this place, but this fucking headache won't let me.Suddenly, as if on cue the door flings open and Sophia rushes in."Bestie". She squeals in relief and quickly runs to me for a hug.I groan again. Because the effect of the hug just made my headache worse."I'm sorry. I'm sorry". She apologizes quickly even if she d
Anastasia."Hey Anna. i've got to go now, i have some unfinished work from the office". Another guest says."Hmm". I nod my head in approval and watch her leave as i gulp the remainig alcohol content in the glass. Why me? I wonder as fresh tears fill my eyes for the hundreth time tonight. I'm supposed to be happy today, i'm supposed to be celebrating my first year anniversary with my husband but he is no where to be found. "Anna". My best friend call and engulf me in a really tight hug. "I am so sorry he had disappointed you again"."No". I sniff, trying to stop more tears from running down my face. Maybe he's just busy with work, you know there's so much traffic now due to the road construction, maybe he's stuck in traffic.Sofia let out an annoyed sigh. "Stop Anna!! This has to stop. You keep making excuses for this man while he's out there doing whatever, it's clear he has ditched you again to be be with some other bitch. He is always doing it, when are you going to open your ey
Anastacia.I can't think straight as the strong arms of this handsome stranger pulls me in for a hug. I try to stare at him but he gives no room for me to do that. He dims the light further and that action leaves me wondering what this sinfully handsome stranger is up to. "You want me to make tonight the best night of your life right."? He asks huskily. "Then i'll make it the best night of your life".He pushes me softly to the bed and i gasp slightly, surprised. Before i am able to say a word he captures my lips in the most thrilling way. I try to meet up his pace but who am i kidding?.After a while, he lets go. He places his forehead on mine as we both catch our breath. "Relax baby. He says, his voice soft. "You don't have to do anything tonight. Allow me make you feel special".He places me properly on the bed and runs his fingers, in the most sexual way along my body, from my thigh up to the opening of my dress, beside my cleavage.He allows his hand roam freely on my cleavag
Unknown POVI sit in the bathtub of my bathroom, slowing sipping red wine from a glass. Argggg, why can't i get her out of my head? It's been so long and i'm supposed to have moved on, at least she has.I sigh deeply as i come out of the already cold water, walkimg a little distance away, i pick a towel from a handle resting on the wall.As i walk into my bedroom, there they are again and it disgusts me so much. Seeing their naked bodies make me want to puke my intestines out"Leave". I order, with rage clearly playing in my voice. I watch in disgust as they all scramble away trying to cover their nakedness with the pieces of clothes in their hands.Where the fuck is Jordan and why did he let those sluts in here again. The door opens and speak of the devil, my younger brother Jordan walks in. "Hi big brother".I stare at him with expectant eyes. Tell me you've got something on her"? I ask straight away, not wanting to involve myself in petty talks."I'll tell you everything you w
ANNASTACIA.I and Dexter walk into the resturant holding hands. Other couples in there stare at us with admiration in their eyes and begin to whisper in each other ears.Yes, this is exactly what i want, the kind of marriage i dreamt of having with Dexter. The one where everyone would be envious of, the one everybody would wish to have, but they wouldn't becase he is already mine.As we approach our table, he takes a step ahead of me and helps with the chair. "Thank you". I murmur with a smile.He signals at a waiter as soon as he is settled in his seat. "So baby what are we having today"?"I don't want something too heavy, so burger and fries would do for now...... and vanilla ice cream". His brows scrunch in confusion. "That's so much baby". He whispers. "Aren't you watching your weight anymore".I look down at myself. Do i disgust him now? Why is he saying something like that. I'm even trying to lose a few pounds for him. Isn't he seeing it?"You know". He hesitates "I'm just say
PIERCE.I watch as they make their way out of the resturant and i immediately make my way towards the dressing room. The thoughts of that bastard touching and making love to my woman puts me on an edge and i cannot help but worry for her safety.I always told her long ago that, once i get my hands on her, I'm never letting her go. She should have been mine first, she should have been with me a long time ago, courage was what i lacked, i couldn't approach her to tell her of my feelings and that bastard beat me to it. The bet, that fucking bet.As i enter the shower, thoughts of the night we spent together in the club comes flooding my memory. The way i made her moan my name.I remember that all she kept moaning was for me to fuck her, deeper and deeper and it made me fucking excited.I made her moan my name on all fours. Yes, on all fours and it was literaly the best night of my life.She is the most beautiful woman ever and the fact that Dexter makes her feel less of a woman and less
ANNA.It's been a month, a month of bliss for me and Dexter. I have been a good wife and he, a good husband, keeping our promises to each other.My mind wanders to other things and those things are what brings about my guilt to Dexter. I and Dexter haven't had real sex since we came back together. Anytime he tries touching me, the only thing that comes to my mind is the night i spent with Pierce and we end up not having sex at all. Damn that night.As i try to find an outfit for the day, my hands find the card Pierce left me that night, the one i used in contacting him the day i and Dexter went to that resturant.My mind has been thinking about him and my body yearning for his touch. I am thankful for the fact that he didn't try to reach me or find me in the last one month and it gave me enough time to think. No doubt, i love Dexter but why does my mind constantly waver. I miss his touch badly. One last time wouldn't hurt right.Whenever i think of him, my heart skips a beat, maybe tw