All Chapters of Bound By A Billion-Dollar Lie: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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His Kind

Anastasia's POV “Anastasia dear, your soup is getting cold."I looked up as she was seated at the head of the table, her hawkish eyes revealing nothing, her expression utterly composed. If she suspected anything and I knew that she did, because my grandmother suspected everything….. she gave no indication."Thank you, Grandmother," I said, picking up my spoon with shaking hands.The conversation resumed, but it seemed awkward and forced. But I could feel every pair of eyes at that table, watching me with varying degrees of curiosity, disdain, and in my father's case, barely concealed fury, not like i cared.I didn't look at Nikolai. I didn't need to. I could already feel his satisfaction radiating from beside me like heat from a burning fire.The rest of dinner passed in a blur. I couldn't taste the food, couldn't focus on the words being spoken around me. I simply survived, counting down the minutes until I could escape.Finally, mercifully, my grandmother set down her napkin. "I be

LOVE

Anastasia's POV The words of my grandmother clung on to me, as I walked back to my room. ‘LOVE’ ?? It was such a foreign concept to me. Grandmother wouldn't have anything to worry about, I don't need his love, I just have to wait out six months for him to completely interest and we can finally go our separate ways without looking back. I stopped in tracks not so far from the music room, the melody of the familiar sound drawing me closer. So I followed the sound to i got to the music room and meet my sister playing playing the piano, all my mind and soul confined in the melody as her fingers danced to the rhythm of the melody playing it effortlessly. I watched her quietly played the

A Request

Anastasia's POVHe took my lips into his, kissing me hard and demanding, like he was trying to steal the air away from my lungs. His tongue swept into my mouth, and I completely forgot about Bianca. I forgot about the hallway, the music room, the risk of someone walking past. All I could think about was the way his hands felt on my body, the way he tasted like wine and the way he made the world narrow down to just the two of us.He broke the kiss, trailed his lips down my neck, his tongue rolling down from my neck down to my chest. I tilted my head back, giving him better access, and he made a sound of approval, it sounded low, possessive, satisfied."See?" he murmured against my throat. "Already forgetting why you were mad.""I haven't forgotten….." I was about to defend myself when he cut me off.He bit down gently on the curve of my neck, then licked the spot with his tongue. "Liar," he said again, but this time it sounded almost like a compliment.I should have pushed him away. I

Pleasure

Anastasia's POVAs soon as my grandmother walked out of the music room, the sound of her heels fading down the hallway, and the heavy door sighed shut, the tension I did not realized I had been holding drained from my shoulders. Nikolai's hand was still on my back, possessive and warm.He laughed softly—a low, velvety sound that vibrated through my ribs—and pressed a kiss to my forehead. "Coward," he teased."Survivor," I corrected, tilting my chin up.Without warning, he lifted me, one arm hooked under my knees, the other steady against my spine. I clutched his neck as he carried me back into the room, my gown flowing around his forearm. The firelight caught the sharp line of his jaw, the glint of amusement still lingering in his dark eyes.He dropped me gently onto the bed—less a toss and more a deliberate placement, as if he were setting down something precious. The mattress gave beneath me, silk sheets cool against my bare shoulders. He stood at the foot of the bed, looking at me

A Bit Complicated

Anastasia POV‎ The next day came swiftly, I can't imagine having to spend another minute stuck in that day. It was mentally mortifying. My grandmother caught me and Nikolai in the music room, me moaning at the table, and having sex in my grandmother's powder room that wasn't far from the dining room either.I'm beginning to lose control and that seems to be happening whenever I'm around Nikolai. I turned to look at Nikolai sleeping peacefully, I slipped out of the bed, wearing some casual outfit and then quietly tip-toed out of the room and also out of the house. Thankfully no one is up yet, I can't bear to look at their faces at least not yet.The morning sun was beautiful as always. I walked over to the overgrown greenhouse garden, the morning light streaming through the dusty glass. I sat on an old wooden bench, knees tucked up as I hugged it closer to my chest staring at a dead fern that lay on the ground.I didn't realize that someone had walked into the greenhouse unt

FYI

Nikolai's POVI had been completely swooned by the business offers and deals most of the guest/ business partners have been offering and the offer I was making right now was going to give the company more visibility of about forty-five percent.“Isn't that your wife, Mr Nikolai?” The business partner I was talking to drew my attention.My gaze shifted from the business partner to Anastasia standing by the cake table, laughing so freely. Her smile was very beautiful and captivating, I haven't seen her smile this much before. My gaze shifted from her to the guy standing next to her, the one who was obviously making her laugh this much, my mood instantly became sour.I turned to face the business partner I was talking with wearing a forced smile on my face. “If you'll kindly excuse me, I must talk with my wife.” I said walking from him towards the cake table to meet Anastasia.As soon as I got to the cake table, they both hadn't even realized that I was there. I pulled Anastasia closer t

Sasha

Anastasia's POV I didn't see Dimitri again after the party, not at dinner, nor at breakfast the next morning. I looked everywhere for him and that's the worst part. I looked everywhere for him.The car smelled of Nikolai's cologne, it smelled like cedar and something cold. I kept my face turned to the window, watching the trees blur as we drove past.Nikolai doesn't look at me, not once throughout the drive, his jaw is set. He reads something on his phone, his thumb scrolls and scrolls endlessly. I preferred this, the silence and the distance. It is way better than his fake smiles and his possessive hands that were always all over me. It's better than wanting him to look at me.The driver spoke out, breaking the silence. "We'll be at the penthouse in twenty minutes, sir."Nikolai's gaze still remained on the phone. "Drop her first. I have somewhere to be."I flinched at his words within and made sure that my face stayed blank Incase he would look at me. He won't even say my name.I r

Double Standards

Anastasia’s POVI stood there dumbfounded with my arms crossed, watching Nikolai pour wine for both of them, as he held her waist again, drinking his wine. She's objectively beautiful, her dark hair, sharp cheekbones, long legs crossed at the ankle and the way she calls Nikolai like it's a familiar song .As he walked back to her from the wine shelf he whispers into her ear, shequghs, touching his chest, as his white shirt was open at the collar. They both ignore me as though I wasn't standing in front of them. They might as well just consider me to be furniture.The rage that burned within me came quietly at first. He gets furious when Dimitri so much as looks at me. He pulls me away, marks his territory, glares like a jealous husband. But he can bring another woman into our home, his best friend's home late in the middle of the night and ignore me entirely?The double standard is breathtaking.I wanted to scream, maybe even throw something at them, and make them truly explain what

Jealous

Anastasia POVI scanned the bathroom, the shower wasn't running, it was just the faucet and something else, there was a sound coming from a small speaker that was perched on the edge of the tub. The moaning I was hearing was coming from the speaker.Sasha followed my gaze, then she laughed, not in a mean way, just surprised. "Oh, that. It's not my phone." She pointed at the speaker. "I found it in here and I think it started playing about ten minutes ago but i couldn't quite figure out how to turn it off."I stared at the speaker and instantly rcognized it. That's my speaker, I had brought here when I moved in to play music while I bathed. But I never got use it, because Nikolai's rules banned music in the penthouse.I started piecing it together, the speaker wasn't connected to Sasha's phone. It was connected to something else. Someone else.Nikolai.He had connected his phone to it, from wherever he was hiding. He fucking made me think, made me believe ……And then I finally paused to

A Physical Blow

Nikolai POVThe bathroom door clicked shut behind Anastasia, and I stood there for a moment, listening to the sound of water beginning to run. She had already told me to get rid of my visitor with that sharp little tone she had been developing lately, the one that should have irritated me but it only made me want to bend her over the nearest surface instead.I straightened out my shirt and walked toward the living room.Sasha was exactly where I had left her, lounging against the entryway wall with that practiced, careless pose that cheap escorts always seemed to perfect."Nikolai," she purred as I approached. "I was beginning to think that maybe you had forgotten about me.""Your services are no longer needed." My voice was flat, devoid of any warmth. I didn't have the patience for games tonight, not when I could still obviously taste Anastasia on my tongue.Sasha's smile didn't falter. If anything, her smile grew sharper. "Is that so?" She stopped leaning on the wall, stood up stra

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