𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝘿𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙨 (GxG)

Petty Games

♕Vanessa's POV♕

Two weeks later and I'm still getting the cold shoulder.

It's been two weeks since move-in day and Anastasia has been Ms. Stone Cold ever since.

I don't understand what her problem is. I know it has something to do with the kiss because she didn't start acting cold until after that.

At least, with me anyways.

I don't know if she's upset because it's obvious I lied about me and Dakota just being friends or because she just doesn't like her, but neither gives her the right to be a complete asshole.

Honestly, Dakota kissing me shouldn't make her this upset.

When I'm talking to her, I'm either getting ignored or glared at. She used to listen to my ideas, now she completely discards them.

She also has me running around doing unnecessary shit or sometimes stuff that's not even my job, but I do it because the paychecks are beautiful.

And besides that, I still have a crush on her, and I tend to let people I like walk all over me.

For example, I'm supposed to be on my break by now, but I was told to get some designs from downstairs, which I'm now returning to Anastasia.

I was so in my head that I didn't hear the moans before walking into the office and witnessing my sister sitting on top of Anastasia's desk with her legs wide open and fingers deep in her.

My eyes widened as I made eye contact with a blank-faced Anastasia before I spun around and faced the door.

That's another thing, Victoria's been here a lot lately, and they've been more lovey-dovey than usual.

At first, I ignored it and thought nothing of it other than her wanting to be around her fiancée. But then I noticed how Anastasia's eyes would always gravitate to me while kissing on Victoria.

These strong feelings of discomfort and disgust seeing them that touchy began to overcome me, and I know Anastasia noticed.

And for some reason, she seemed to enjoy it, as if she's playing some game with me that I never asked to play.

I'm aware she's being petty about the kiss with Dakota, but this, fingering Victoria in the office knowing I'm coming back, is low.

It's not even about jealousy because I'm not. I feel more disappointed than anything, but I also never wanted to hear and see my sister get finger-fucked on a desk.

"Oh-oh my God, I thought you were on break. Anastasia, you said she was on break." Victoria said, and I heard her heels hit the floor.

"She's supposed to be on break." I heard Anastasia's cold and detached voice.

I turned back around once I felt Victoria was decent again and glared at Anastasia.

Hearing her say that made my blood boil, and my jaw clenched because she knows damn well I wasn't on any fucking break.

The way she was already staring at the door, waiting for me to come in, lets me know she did this on purpose.

"No, you told me to get these." I reminded her coldly, waving the sketches in the air.

She sat back down while Victoria cleaned off the desk frantically with red cheeks.

She's embarrassed.

Good. She should be.

"Oops, I must've forgotten. Sorry." Anastasia said, sounding anything but apologetic.