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Seeing how high Elliot’s hand was, Anastasia jumped in order to reach her phone but the very next second, she found her waist suddenly hugged by an arm, as the man pressed her against the balcony and accurately kissed her while still raising his other hand. Anastasia’s mind went blank and she was humiliated to the extreme. Is he doing this on purpose?
“Anastasia, sing for me. Humor this big baby to sleep!” Nigel was still begging on the other end of the line. This almost drove her crazy. How can I do that? I’m being kissed by this b*stard of a man right now!
An idea suddenly came to her in the heat of the moment and she circled her arms around Elliot’s neck, pretending to immerse herself in the kiss. Seeing his hand slowly lowering as expected, Anastasia quickly snatched her phone back and went to the side, slightly panting. “Nigel, just go to sleep. I’ll hang up now!” Anastasia shouted down the line before she ended the call. After that, she stared at the evil man.
“Was that fun?” To this, Elliot only innocently replied, “I was just agitated.” “You…” Not wanting to bother with him any longer, Anastasia would have chased him out of the house if it weren’t for her father’s problems needing Elliot’s help.
If Nigel knew that Anastasia was actually being kissed for a good ten seconds while they were on the phone, he would have most likely lost his mind, because that meant that he would’ve lost to his shameless cousin. After taking her important belongings out of her room, Anastasia said to the man who was sitting on the sofa before going to sleep in her son’s room, “You should go to bed earlier. And do not disturb me while I’m sleeping.”
“But you haven’t even bathed yet!” Elliot raised his eyebrows at that. “Whether I bathe or not is none of your business.” As Anastasia did not want to chance the man doing something despicable, she was content to scroll through her phone in her son’s room. After all, she wouldn’t stink to high heaven just from not showering a day.
That night, Elliot got his wish of sleeping on her bed again. The next morning, Anastasia opened her eyes dazedly. It was only then that she realized she had been sleeping in her son’s room and remembered that her room was being used by Elliot. Opening the door, she saw that it was only 7AM.
Since it was a Saturday, Anastasia did not think that Elliot would be up, so she stretched while walking to the balcony, seeing as today was a day where she could actually relax. On the weekend, the city had a relaxed feeling to it, as the quiet streets did not have the usual hustle and bustle of the morning traffic.
Pouring a cup of water for herself, Anastasia thought about what to have for breakfast, and when she should go pick up her son. Just then, the sound of the main door suddenly being opened surprised her, and she turned around to find Elliot coming back with breakfast in his hands. “You… were up already?”
A stunned Anastasia looked at the man. “I’m an early bird by habit.” Setting down the breakfast on the table, Elliot then said, “Come and eat!” Looking at him, she was a bit surprised, thinking that successful men really do have a firm grip on their time and that he actually did not sleep in.
While Anastasia sat down and ate with him, Elliot elegantly held a piece of bread while saying nonchalantly, “I can accompany you to pick Jared up later.” Immediately, she rejected his notion by waving her hand. “There’s no need for that. I’ll go by myself.” “Are you afraid of Nigel seeing us together?”
Elliot asked while peering at her. For reasons unbeknownst to herself, Anastasia just did not want anybody to know how close she was with Elliot. “By the way, President Presgrave, you are going to keep the promise of helping my father out, right?” Changing the subject, Anastasia thought that since she had already let Elliot sleep on her bed, he had better honor his promise.
“Of course I will.” Smiling, Elliot continued, “Whatever promises I make to you, I will always honor them.” Unable to look into his charismatic eyes, Anastasia could only look down and continue to munch on her bread. “Thank you.”
Did You Sleep in My Bed?
After breakfast, Anastasia grabbed her purse and made her way to the door. As she did so, she raised a brow and glanced at the man on the couch before saying, “President Presgrave, I’m going to pick up Jared now. Are you planning to stay here?”
Exasperation filled Elliot when he heard this. He wanted to go with her, but the woman clearly had no intention of letting him accompany her.
He rose from the couch and said, “I’ll drop you off at Nigel’s place.” He didn’t sound like he would take ‘no’ for an answer.
“No, it’s fine. I can get a cab.”
“My car is right downstairs.”
“I don’t—”
“I know where Nigel lives!” Elliot shot her a defiant look.
It was then that she realized she had indeed forgotten to ask for Nigel’s address. She looked at the time, and upon seeing that it was only 7.30AM, she didn’t want to call Nigel.
“Well, only if you’re free. I don’t want to impose—”
“I am.” With that, Elliot turned and walked out the door.
Downstairs was Rey, who had already driven the car over. Elliot slid into the backseat while Anastasia followed suit.
Then, Anastasia addressed Rey out of concern, “Mr. Osbourne, I hope your father’s doing alright!”
He replied with ease, “Thank you for asking, Miss Tillman. The surgery went very well.”
“I’m glad to hear that,” she said with a genuinely happy smile.
Then, she noticed that the man next to her had put on a change of clothes. He was no longer dressed in the white shirt he had worn yesterday, but a gray one. She frowned slightly. Perhaps Rey brought him a change of clothes. Being the clean freak he is, he would never wear something from the night before.
Upon thinking about this, she wondered whether it meant that Elliot had taken a shower in her bathroom. Perhaps he showered last night, but did he sleep in my bed without any clothes?!
It was as if her mind imploded at that moment. She swallowed and while she wanted to ask him about it, she didn’t want to do it in front of Rey.
Instead, she reached for her phone and texted her question to Elliot.
In the silence of the car, Elliot’s phone chimed once with a new message. He picked up his phone and looked at the screen, on which was a text from Anastasia that read, ‘Did you sleep in my bed without clothes last night?’
A smirk curled on his lips as he turned to give her a cryptic look.
Anastasia took that as confirmation and glowered at him angrily. Ugh, who said he could sleep naked in my bed?!
The man replied to her text with a devilish flair, ‘Don’t worry. My personal life is as spotless as it is orderly and I won’t cause you any trouble.’
As she read this, she felt rage well up in her, and she wanted nothing more than to beat him senseless.
The fact that he had history with Hayley irked her to no end, and her face was somber as she replied, ‘Don’t ever do it again.’
When he saw her stormy expression, he knew that he couldn’t afford to aggravate her anymore, so he typed, ‘I didn’t shower last night, and all I did was put on a change of clothes. Also, I didn’t sleep naked in your bed.’
This man 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
Can’t to see Hayley fail in her schemes.