DENVERI kept my word.I didn’t go anywhere but slept on the same bed with her for the first time.Usually, whenever she sleeps off in my bed, I leave her alone and go out to sleep in the other empty rooms.But last night was different; I promised to stay by her side till dawn. I’m about to slide down from the bed when my gaze lands on those colorful beige eyes of hers.It’s so bright and shiny, like the sunlight from every dawn. She appears so free, as if last night wasn’t dreadful for her. For me too, because I fucking freaked out seeing her in that state.“You slept here.” She blurts as if she’s been waiting for me to wake up so she can say the words.I smile, having the urge to push her loose auburn hair behind her ears and maybe touch her face because I want to feel my hands on her tainted skin.“ Shit! What happened to you?” She grabs my hand mid-air, staring at me in confusion. I guess she doesn’t remember; maybe she apparently couldn’t because my presence made her a lot better
ANASTASIA“So what’s going to happen now?” I prop my arms on the table, staring at him with unwavering gazes with so many unsaid words as a thousand and one thoughts go through my mind."I just called my driver to pick you up and take you to the firm. He might also be the one to return you back home.” He throws his phone into the gray suit in his pocket.“So you are leaving already? To meet her?” My eyes feel like they're shrinking, as if they're about to melt down or release some pitiful tears because the man I’m crushing on is rushing down to meet his dear wife.“Anastasia, I told you not to attach feelings; now you are getting worked up on just a mere call from her. Do you want to continue doing this to yourself?” He tilts his head, staring at me with his usual gorgeous green eyes, then he sighs and runs his hands on his face as if he is tired of something or frustrated at something.Maybe it’s me.“ Seriously? After everything we’ve done, do you expect me not to attach feelings? A
ANASTASIAI might have seen this coming—Chloe taking his chances with me because Denver is out of work.But I don’t expect the next thing he says as soon as I glue my ass back on the seat. “What’s your relationship with Denver? Tell me, and you might not end up in much trouble." He smirks, crossing his legs on top of each other.I’m sucking in my chocolate milkshake but choke on it as soon as he says those words, and then I’m forced to hold back my laughter. I’m pretty sure he must have suspected something between us, but he has no clue and probably wants to find out from me.“Let me get that correctly. Are you trying to say I’m in trouble if I don’t give you answers to what you are looking for?” I smile, tilting my head and staring at him with so much boldness. If he actually thinks he can take advantage of Denver’s absence, then he’s in for a surprise.“Whichever way you put it, Anastasia.” He folds up his hands across his chest this time, and I smirk even harder.“Why don’t you ask
DENVERWhat the heck is happening to me? I’m starting to feel like she’s a drug in my system; I can’t fuck her out, and even when I’m away from her, I can’t bloody function without thinking of her.I thought it might be different if I was with Sandra, but, hell no, it feels like I’m a totally different person, not the Denver I used to be.The fucking hard Denver is being softened by a girl who should have been a one-time thing or a forbidden fruit I should never have tasted.Now I’m at a messed-up point in my life because Sandra seemed to be acting like she cared about me all of a sudden. She wanted me to fuck her; she told me she missed my touch and every fucking thing that didn’t make sense to me.I wanted to spill it on her face about why the heck she is missing my touch when she has a lesbian lover who gives her all the pleasure she craves? But I held my cool and acted like I didn't know about all her nasty deeds as a lesbian. Even though I say it to her face, she would never com
DENVERShe is not in the coffee shop anymore, and her friends aren’t there either. My jaw tightens when one of the attorneys tells me she left with Karina and Ryker.Of course, it’s fucking Ryker again. Maybe this time I need to get the boy transferred to the other branch for real.I pull out my phone and call her as I head to my car, but she doesn’t pick up. My wrist wraps around the steering so tight that I nearly break it from its hinges.Why the heck did she leave without informing me? And maybe it wouldn’t have been this disturbing if she only went out with Karina.But that’s not the case here; she went with the Ryker as well. The fucking guy who’s been having eyes on her.I dial her number again and drive out of D&D. Still no answer.I loosen my tie as I hit the gas and reach home in no time. She really needs to learn how to answer her fucking phone. How many times will I tell her to always take my calls or keep her phone fucking on?When I go into the house, however, no sound o
ANASTASIAWho said I’m drunk? I’m not drunk—maybe a little bit—but just having fun. Yes, I’m swaying my hips and shaking my curvy ass under the red-blue light.My body feels so light and hot, but it’s only because of the music and the dancing.I don’t really like being in a club because of the buzzing energy and loud noise, but I thought of trying it for the first time when my brain was almost exploding because of Denver’s cruel silence.He was avoiding me; I knew it the moment he walked out of the office door and never came back for over an hour.This club is the perfect place to let out my sorrow. The energy here drives me high and makes my head lighter than it’s ever been.I dragged Ryker and Karina with me and even called Jane and Joel to join us. They didn’t want to, but there are party people anyway, so they showed up soon after.They are actually party people; I’m the only one who is weird here, the only one new to this, and who’s never been to a nightclub, but there’s surely
ANASTASIAMaybe it's a night to cry and moan at the same time, because I feel tears pricking at the edges of my eyes.The harsh anger of his words is like a slap to my face, a hard one that springs tears."You hate me talking about them; it's the same way I hate it that you are not saying anything about Sandra. Did you even fuck her?" The liquids are gathering at my lids now, and I don't get the chance to wipe them away before he slides my pants down my legs.“Did you let boys touch you because of Sandra? How the fuck is she influencing your emotions when she is not even here?” His hands stop at my thighs, and I stare at him with teary eyes, biting my lips with a low moan.“But you are making it seem like you are not over her.” He holds my thighs firmly, spreads them apart, and digs his big fingers into my core in his direct view.“You are just overthinking. I’m not making it seem so. I’m not stupid enough to tell you lies. She’s not even here, and you are acting so overwhelmed. Wha
DENVERI’m almost clenching the phone in my hands as soon as she breaks down in tears.I regret taking the call, but I needed to know what she was so scared of all of a sudden.I needed to know why she wasn’t taking the call. It was about her parents, and it was a failed research project, but there is more to it. She is probably not saying it; her tremors prove that there is more, but I can’t bring her to point it out to me.She looks terrible after the call ends, as if she should disappear off the surface of the earth. The more I stare at her, the more she wants to bury herself.She has been keeping them from me, and they are the reason she has been having nightmares and inner tremors.“You are looking for your parents. Why didn’t you say it all these while?” I clench my fists, not at all mad at her. I’m mad at the state she’s in now, as if she’s seeing a ghost right in front of her.“What would you have done? I don’t tell anyone; I keep it to myself because nobody cares to know. Ben