No One's POV
High heels clicked lightly on the marble of the foyer in the Volturi castle as Anastasia swept gracefully into the room, her Guard following her, having just returned from being in London the past five days for a work conference; now finished with her MBA, Anastasia now worked for the Peace Corps as a liaison and manager.
"Mrs. Volturi, I have those reports-" Anastasia's PA, Claire, chatters as they walk, Claire looking at her Apple iPhone, messenger style tote hanging from her shoulder making her look well-put together, the ever efficient, competent and prime, personal assistant of an executive manager.
"Claire, I just got home. There is no need to rush. I appreciate your efficiency though. But there are several things I would like to do first. None of which are work. One, is to see my children. Second, is to eat, I'm starving. Another is to to greet my mates. And, I would also like to go pee. I need to go pee like a freaking racehorse... However, these are not necessarily in a specific order. Anyways, it's fine Claire, really. Take a few days off. You know how the Kings and my little monsters are." Anastasia laughs lightly, affection clear in her voice as she cuts off her PA mid-sentence.
"Of course, my Queen." Claire nods, looking up from making a few more notes on her iPhone, quickly slipping it back in her bag. "Your generosity is appreciated of course. If that is all?"
"That is-" Anastasia starts to say, only to be collided with by several small bodies, almost tipping her over.
"Mommy!" Genesis cries happily, proceeding to chatter in half broken Italian and English, her sister Ashlynn, and brother, Michael, right behind her, all clamoring to be picked up.
"Why hello, sweetie." Anastasia smiles, picking Genesis up and hoisting her on her hip.
"Momma!" Michael grumps, giving his mom a grumpy face.
"Michael, you and your siblings are getting too big for me to hold two of you at once!" Anastasia scolds lightly, bending down to scoop Michael up anyways, indulging him and letting him rest on her other hip.
Michael only grins happily, snuggling up against his mother's collar bone, small arms wrapped around Anastasia's neck.
Claire smiles lightly at the picture of her boss interacting with her over energetic children, so easily used to watching her boss and Queen slip from professional business women to loving mother to royal Queen and back, her many roles suiting her perfectly as they had the last three years, though Claire had only worked for Anastasia a year and a half.
"As I was saying, Claire... That will be all. Thank you for all your work." Anastasia says, turning back to look at Claire, Genesis and Michael still sitting on either side of her hips.
"Of course, my Queen." Claire bows again, taking the dismissal and turning to walk down the other hall towards her quarters.
"Now, my little monsters..." Anastasia teases, a smile on her face. "How about we find your fathers?"
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Before Eternity
FanfictionThe story was far from over. It had been three years since the birth of her children & the fateful confrontation with her younger half-sister, Bella. And though Anastasia Swan may have built a life for herself in Volterra & with the Volturi, with he...
