Anastasia Ivanov

Of course he's here. He always here. Lorenzo knew I would be here, that fuckbag totally brought him here on purpose.

That didn't stop me from giving him a show.

After I basically performed porn live, I put my dress back on and head to the bar, right next to my target.

Right when I sit down, his eyes avert to mine and I give him a quick smile before ordering a shot of liquor.

"Two shots of Don Julio please." The bartender nods his head and pours my shots. I don't want to exaggerate but Nick is insanely attractive.

"A little strong huh?" His voice comes out as rich and dominating.

"It's been a long night." I respond.

"I saw." He has a smirk plastered on his face. "Quite the show." It wasn't for you.

"Whatever gets me paid." I laugh a little. I turn to him and admire his deep brown eyes.

The bartender places my shots down and I immediately take them.

"You're one gorgeous woman." His eyes are flirty and he hasn't stopped smiling at me since I sat next to him. He will be easier than I thought, I just hope Alessandro doesn't fuck up my plan.

"You're not too bad on the eyes yourself." I purposely rest my shoulders so one of the straps fall down my shoulder.

"You know, what you did up there was enough to have every single man on their knees for you."

"Is that so? Even a man like you?" He starts laughing tearing his gaze from mine and then meets my eyes once again. I tilt my head and present my amusement to him.

"Even a man like me." At this point we are both facing each other and he brings his hand to my thigh, never leaving eye contact. "You intrigue me."

I stand up and bring my lips to his ear. "Let's get out go here." I whisper and walk towards the bathroom as he follows.

As we walk in I shut the door and push him as I smash my lips against his. His hands move under my dress, as mine move through the locks of his dark brown hair.

"So fucking perfect." He grunts as my palm presses him through his pants. He's tall as fuck. Shorter than Alessandro though.

His lips land on my neck and work there as I attempt to grab the dagger from my bra. I almost got it but someone was knocking on the door causing Nick to stop and for me to put my dagger back.

"Fuck." Nick mutters. He opens it and you guys will never guess who it is. Just kidding, of course you guys know who it is, it's fucking Alessandro. Right when he opens the door, Alessandro punches Nick, knocking him unconscious and on the bathroom floor.

"Let's go."

I look at him in disbelief and rage. "And who the fuck are you to tell me what to do? Fuck off Alessandro." I grab his gun from his pants, and put the silencer on it and shoot Nick in the head. "I have shit to do." I toss his gun back to him.

"Anastasia." There he goes again, saying my name making me feel tingly things.

I attempt to walk past him but his arm blocks the door.

"Move." I push at him. We're right in front of each other and I'm fighting every urge right now to not take him in this bathroom once again.

"Are you done?"

"I said move."

"This is the nicest you'll ever see me so I suggest you use it to your advantage."

"What the fuck do you want? You leave for two weeks and then just appear again out of nowhere. And what? You expect me to just obey you? I'm not one of those whores you fuck that will just do anything for you."

"I know you're not. Are you done fucking talking?" He towers over me and a piece of his hair falls out from the rest. I can't help but notice how good he looks tonight and I think he got a haircut.

"No." I cross my arms and stand there. I won't move unless he does.

"Please."

"Why?"

"You're the most stubborn woman I've ever met." It's supposed to be an insult but his voice shows amusement.

"Just get out of my way." He finally moves his arm and when I walk out of the bathroom, past him, I feel two big hands grip my waist and throw me over his broad shoulders.

"Alessandro! My ass is out!" I scold him and myself for not thinking he would do this. Right as I say that he pulls my dress down and I feel the base of his fingers graze my ass and my body shudders. Fuck.

He chuckles under his breath. "Why so quiet?"

"Put. Me. Down." Before I know it, I hear a door open and I feel the wind everywhere. Then he takes more steps and places me down in the passenger seat of his car.

"What are you doing?" He looks at me and shuts the door.

He enters the car and starts driving off. What the fuck is up with him.

"Didn't know you could dance like that." His deep voice finally speaks.

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me." I keep it short and blunt, I don't know what his plan is. He might just kill me right now.

"Yeah just like how I don't know what you and Martinez did in the bathroom. So what did you guys do anyway?" Is he mad? He sounds mad. I like when he's mad.

"Well he touched me, and it felt good. Until someone interrupted me." His knuckles almost turn white from gripping the wheel too hard. "So good." I mumbled to add effect.

"Oh yeah?" Oh my god. I'm sure I'm dripping by now.

"Yeah. Would've been a great fuck before I killed him." He pulls into the driveway and a sighs irritably.

"Mhmm." He hummed. I attempt to open the car door but he locks the doors.

Oh fuck me.

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Tell me all the ways to stay away, away, away

And stay away, away, away

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