Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27973 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27973 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
I grinned at her before pulling her into my chest and biting into her neck. I only relaxed my jaw when she stopped fighting, then I marked her. Her hand went to her neck as soon as I released her.
“Why do you keep doing that? Stop it I don’t like it.”
“Queen Anastasia has spoken. That shit might work with your fuck of a dad; doesn’t hold much sway with me. As for that,” I pointed at the mark that was forming on her neck, “it’s a good way to let all the males you come into contact with know that your pussy’s been bagged and tagged.” I grinned at her again because that shit seems to get her going.
“Now we’re here and I don’t want my guys buying your shit so you stay here while I go get you some shit to wear.” Don’t ask me why the fuck the thought of one of my guys having his hands on something that was going to be next to her skin was suddenly not to my liking. This territorial shit was new to me too.
I had to fucking tussle with Chase and Alec to let me go into the store alone while they stayed back with her. They’re worse than a pair of fucking old women. I’d rather gnaw my arm off at the shoulder than live my life in a bubble. If today was the day some fuck was gonna end me, then so be it. But fuck if I was gonna let that shit happen anytime soon.
I was in and out in less than twenty and came back to fucking drama. “What the fuck is going on here?” Chase was in back holding her while she was trying to kick a hole in the side of my fucking ride.
He rolled his eyes at me and she bared her teeth at him. “What do you think happened? She tried to jump.” Fucking girl.
“I got ‘er.” I slid in as he slid out on the other side while she spat and cussed at me. “I’m gonna wash your mouth out with soap.”
I heard all about my questionable birth and lineage on my way to the restaurant, in between struggling to put the new shirt on her. “Quit it Anastasia before I put you over my knee. You can go back to fighting after I cover you up okay.” I pulled the shirt over her head and eased the torn one out from under it. She fussed with it until it was the way she wanted it and then sat back fuming again. Seems to be all she knows.
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ANASTASIA
Damn, I hope dad hurries up and give this guy whatever it is that he wants before I make a complete fool of myself. Of course I knew who he was, well not at first I didn’t, but as soon as his henchman called him Dray I kind of figured it out. He was ‘the’ Draco Santorini, billionaire bad boy, rumored thug and the guy most of the women in our city were out to bag.
How did little old me get caught in his web? Whatever it was, I had to keep a cool head on my shoulders. I couldn’t let on that he got to me, that he made my stupid little girl heart beat out of control, he’d already taken liberties no one else ever had, no point in me helping him along on his way to my virginity by mooning over him.
It was one thing to gush over his pics in the tabloids, and quite another to let him see that his nearness made me weak.
“Stasia, I like it.”
“My name is Anastasia.”
“I heard, I like Stasia better, sounds more intimate, like the kind of thing a man would call his woman while he’s doing her.” How am I supposed to keep up this charade of indifference if he keeps saying things like that?
“That’s never going to happen, my dad will take care of this little situation.”
“You really think I’m afraid of that fuck don’t you?” before I could answer he rolled down the divider. “Change of plans boys, take us to the Bistro.”
They looked back and forth between us before breaking into laughter. I didn’t get the joke; the Bistro was my dad’s place.
Chapter 6
DRACO
We pulled up outside the restaurant and I helped her out. She seemed a little excited as if she thought I was bringing her here to give her back, I hated to disappoint her, but whatever, I’ll make it up to her. What the fuck?
I guess Chase had called in the troops since we were heading into enemy territory, because my boys pulled up burning rubber right behind us. I could only roll my eyes and shake my head. They still didn’t get it; Draco wasn’t scared of one fuck.