Revenge Love

V

ANASTASIA

I woke up a bit disheveled, a piercing pain running through my head.

Suddenly last night came running back to my head, I remember Damian, Bella and his kiss.

How did he dare kiss me, the only man I wanted anywhere near me was Roman.

I felt disgusted at myself, I don't think I could go on with my plan if it was going to be this way; but then what could I do?

I had to be his wife whether I wanted it or not, that meant I had to fulfill my wifely duties. I am sure it would be way more than kissing.

A single tear rolled down my eye, I had to get it together. It was only my second day here and I had a wedding to plan.

I downed an Advil and got ready, red lipstick stained my lips just the way I liked it.

A light knock met my door "Who is it?" I questioned.

"Ms. Ivanov, Mr. DeLuccio sent me to tell you he is waiting for you" The young maid responded to me.

"Of course, thank you" I responded her as she just bowed her head.

I walked through the long corridors my heels made a light clicking sound against the floor.

As I came into the dinning, he was sitting on the end of the table eating his breakfast.

"Good morning Damino" I greeted as I walked in.

"Good Morning Anastasia" He responded as I took a seat.

"Damian If I am going to be living here with you, umm... I will need some rules" I said abruptly, I couldn't look at him and act as if I wasn't bothered by his advance.

Damian raised his brow and let out a chuckle "I don't follow rules especially not after the little stunt you pulled last night" He said.

"Okay, well.. just make sure to don't make any unwanted advances at me. Please" I responded while he just raised his brow.

"I should begin planning the wedding today, is there anything you wish?" I asked.

"Just make sure it's before the end of the month" He responded, the end of the month was only two weeks away.

"O-okay, I need to go to the city then" I responded a bit taken aback.

"You can go as long as you take security with you Anastasia" He said to me, I wasn't sure if he was pissed at me or maybe he was just an asshole.

"Anastasia, one last thing. Don't ever test my patience again" He said whilst glaring at me.

I simply nodded and stood up, what a douche. At least I had something to do...

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My day went by slowly. Looking through hundreds of dresses, venues, shoes and other stuff you apparently needed for a weeding.

The only thing bearing me though these long fittings was fantasizing Roman was the one I would ultimately meet at the altar.

Damiano didn't stop himself from showing up in my thoughts, he was a cocky and demanding man yet something I could not deny was that he was very handsome and had a weird charm to himself even if I could only admit in the solitude of my thoughts.

At times I wonder if my future with him would always be as dark as it is now, maybe one day we could find peace...

"Ms. Ivanov this dress was designed by french designer..." The young petite girl talked on and on about every dress I tried on.