"I'll treat it like it's mine if you admit who it's for." She stated. Her words only made the ache between my legs worse. Fuck I hate her. But in that moment, my common sense seemed to evaporate. The battle between my brain and body seemingly came to an end. The way she was talking to me, the way she was touching me, left my body in a frenzy and she had barely done anything. I had never been this fucking desperate - And I hated it. "It's for you." I mumbled reluctantly as the last shred of my ego slipped away. "Who's it for?" She murmured, slowly sliding my red lace underwear to the side. "It's for you Anastasia." I breathed ꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥꕥ Anastasia Grey, an lawyer notorious for representing the Mafia, finds herself on the run after getting entangled with the leader of The Green Angels. Originally from Ireland, she finds herself in the heart of New York, attempting to lay low as the assistant of a real estate agent. But with her past slowly creeping up on her and the hot headed blonde she now works for making her life nothing but difficult, how long will it really be before her world begins to crumble around her?