A/N: Happy Thursday Ladies! Hope everyone is doing okay and staying safe.
Please Be Advised. WARNING: This story has strong, bloody violence, strong language, contains material that some find disturbing, and contain scenes of sexual nature.
I do not have an editor so there are going to be blips and mistakes. Please be kind when reviewing. This is purely for entertainment and not real life.
As always all mistakes are mine. Enjoy!
CHAPTER FIVE
CHRISTIAN
TWO YEARS LATER
I stare at the stolen picture on my phone and brush my index finger over her plump lips. I never thought that I would end up here. After experiencing everything I did over the last two years I thought that I would be dead by now after being a good little solider for my Pops. I was beginning to become reckless and out of control when I decided to make my move.
But here I am, in sunny Malibu, California waiting patiently for the one woman who has taken up residence in my head. The woman, who until recently, I couldn't stay away from. The more time that went by the hungrier I was to see her. To feel her.
The last time I checked in on her was over two years ago during her sophomore year. She had settled into college life here in California and seemed to have made a few friends. Little did she know that being so oblivious to her surroundings it made it simple to watch her. To be almost touching and her not even aware that the bad men of this world could snuff out her beaming light before she could even yell for help. I loved her innocence but hated that she was putting herself in harm's way. The world is anything but rainbows and sunshine, but Anastasia only had one set of glasses on and those rose-colored shades could stay mounted on her pretty little face as long as she was close to me. I'd protect her, even kill for her.
Now, here I am sitting across from her at the pool in a resort in Malibu. She was wearing the tiniest string bikini that barely covered her beautiful body. Those blue and white polka dots are wreaking havoc on my body. She's with a friend laying out by the pool drinking some girly drinks. She has a book in hand and is ignoring all the male attention that's being thrown at her. Whereas her friend was soaking up all the male attention and flirting with anyone who had a dick. But not my girl. No, she keeps to herself and has her nose in a book the entire time. She finally fell asleep so I paid the waiter to move the umbrella to cover her sun kissed skin so that it wouldn't burn.
I watched her the rest of the day acting as though I've been doing work on my laptop all afternoon. When they decided to head back to the room I followed. We shared an elevator ride, but I stayed towards the back of the packed car to just watch her closely and stay out of sight. She was perfect and didn't even know it. I listened in on their short conversation and learned that they would be having dinner in the restaurant downstairs at seven.
Good. Me too!
What I didn't like was the friend insinuating that Anastasia stop being so introverted and finally talk to the guys that come up to her. The friend was berating her for not throwing herself at the men who tried to buy her a drink or trying to pick up the hot guys at the pool. I was tempted to say something to the friend but bit my tongue. Anastasia's shyness worked in my favor and this wasn't how our first meeting would be. Well, first time for her.
They exited on the tenth floor and Anastasia swayed her hips off and made her way to her room. I was disappointed when the doors closed, and I couldn't watch her strut that sexy ass down the hallway.
Eight months ago, I made a life changing decision and left Seattle and the family business behind. Although, I'm in still in a similar type of business just lower key. The main thing that changed was I needed to get down here and claim what has been mine since the night I held her body to mine. The night I killed her father. I didn't know it at the time, but that night changed the course of my life. She changed my life. I'm glad we've had this time apart though because it made the decision to leave easier. I just wish I'd left on good terms with my family.
After I left Anastasia two years ago, I felt like a part of my soul was missing. At first, I tried to brush it off and push it to the back of my mind but as time went on, I started to think more and more about her. Obsessing about what she was doing or who she was with, it was making my focus shift. I tried having a relationship, much to my mother's joy, but all I could do was dream of her. Think of her. Every sidewalk I saw her face as I passed by. She was my ultimate deciding factor when I left Seattle and the family behind. Anastasia was going to be my family, my love and there wasn't anything or anyone who would stop me. I left a shitstorm back home, but I didn't give two fucks about it. This was about me and what I wanted for a change. It was time to do something for myself and not what was dictated for me.
I set things in motion way before I knew I was coming here and now, here I am waiting for the right moment to approach my woman and make her mine.
I was down at the restaurant before seven and went to sit at the bar until I saw them come in.
Anastasia was wearing a short white tight-fitting dress that hugged her curves and sky-high heels. She looked absolutely stunning with her tanned skin and curly brown hair. I swear watching her walk in with that white dress had me vision what she'd look like on our wedding day.
Her friend was wearing something that left nothing to the imagination and looked as though she should be working the corner later this evening.
I watched from afar waiting for the right time to make my move. I oddly wondered if she'd remember our last encounter but shake those thoughts. Surely, she's been too occupied to remember that blip in time. It was dark and our moment was less than five minutes.
Looking over at their table, I see that they are almost done with their meal. I quickly pay my tab at the bar and tell the bartender that I want to pick up their table as well. I watch him tell the waitress and see her walk over and let them know that the bill has been settled. She points over in my direction and I lift my bourbon filled tumbler in their direction.
Anastasia gives a shy smile and starts to walk over to me but bumps a waiter who's bent over a table collecting the dirty dishes from an empty table. He drops several dishes on the table making them rattle before snapping an angry glare her way. I can't hold back the chuckle from my throat. It seems that some things don't change with this poor clumsy girl.
I'm on my feet in an instant, striding up to the douche who's about to make the biggest mistake of his life. But of course, one look at my woman and he's caught under her spell just like me. Before he can engage with her, I've stepped right in front of the asshole and Anastasia, taking away his view of her.
"You alright?" I smoothly ask and place a hand on her upper arm in case she needs any stabilizing, but it's also to get my hands on her body. The closer I am to her the more my body craves her. I'm certain that a doctor would find me certifiable if anyone knew how obsessed I was with her. Is this how my Pop felt about Ma when they first met?
"Thank you for the meal." She says in the most angelic voice that I've been longing to here for over a year.
"Your welcome, beautiful." I say before thinking.
Really Christian? Why not just hand your balls over to her so she can place them in her purse?
She forms the most perfect blush that covers her cheeks and moves down towards her ample chest. I swear to God they've grown in size since the last time I've seen her. They'd fit perfectly in my large hands.
"If you were going to pay for the food you should have joined us so that you could have tasted what you paid for." She says.
I know that she doesn't intend to make that sound seductively but DAMN!
I give her a smirk because what I want to tell her is that I only want to taste her but refrain.
"I would much rather taste your lips instead of food." I say boldly.
And just when I think that she couldn't blush anymore, she proves me wrong and turns scarlet red. She pulls a loose curl behind her ear exposing her jaw and neck to me.
"Anastasia!" We both turn and see her friend coming over with a guy on her arm and his buddy behind him. "Hey, these guys are heading out to the bonfire down by the beach and wanted to escort us there."
No way in hell is Anastasia going with that fucktard. She turns to me looking with pleading eyes for me to speak up and save her, and I'm all too happy.
"Well, she and I will meet you there. We're going to have a drink then we'll head over to meet up with you." I state.
Her friend looks me up and down then leaves. What kind of friend leaves her with a stranger? Didn't they learn about 'Stranger Danger' in school? I could be a serial killer or worst a kidnapper who is into human trafficking.
I shake those thoughts from my head and focus back on my woman.
"Now I have to thank you for the meal and a night with drunken idiots." She chuckles.
"Does she always do that? Leave you alone or goes out with strangers?"
She gives me a one shoulder shrug and gracefully sits down on the empty barstool next to me. Well, as gracefully as she can in her case.
"I'm Anastasia by the way." She offers me her hand.
"Christian," I offer. "What brings you to Malibu?" I ask as I flag down the bartender. "Wait, let me guess, Spring Break."
She giggles and it knocks me for a loop to be the one who can her sound that way. I have yet to release her hand and she seems oblivious to it. I'll have her whole body if she'd let me. Not yet, be patient.
She tells me that they are here for the week and tries to explain her friend Jill to me. She sounds like a total bitch, but I decide not to comment or let my face show how much I don't care for the girl.
"Jill is my roommate this semester. The one I had in the fall left before Christmas because of some family emergency so the college assigned her to me. She's a little different than Monica but I think deep down she means well."
"She doesn't seem to mind leaving you behind with a total stranger, though." I point out.
Anastasia shrugs and takes a sip of her fruity drink the bartender left minutes ago.
"What about you? What are you doing here?"
I knew this was coming and have been playing out what to tell her.
"I own a business and was here for a conference over this past weekend. My week was free, so I decided to make it an extended vacation until Sunday."
"Oh, what type of business are you in?" She eagerly asks.
"I sell life insurance." She cocks her head to the side studying me for a second.
"You don't look like someone who goes door to door." Her eyes roam over my body in a seductive way that could only be her stripping me over my clothing.
The laugh that follows interrupts several conversations a few feet over. When I'm able to conduct myself, I reach out and gently rest my hand on top of hers.
"What exactly do door to door insurance guys look like to you?" I smirk waiting to hear her try to explain her way out of this. "And I think you mean vacuum cleaners salesmen?
"Um… well, not you." She innocently answers. "You look so familiar for some reason. Have we met before?"
"Maybe, but I'd hope I'd remember such a beautiful woman as you."
Over the next few hours we drink and get to know each other. I mentioned that I'd visited her college before for a seminar, and she swears that must be where she's seen me. We have small touches throughout the night and hold hands walking around the resort. We finally meet up with Jill as she is heading up to the room. She looks terrible like she's been rode hard and hung out to dry.
"Can we hangout tomorrow?" I ask as her friend is insisting Anastasia come with her. Where the hell was she when she was leaving her alone with a stranger?
"I would like that. Here," She says as she grabs for my pant pocket that holds my phone. Her fingers graze my dick making it even hard than before.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I was aiming for your phone." She smacks her palm to her face and flushes. Is it horrible of me that I love to watch her be embarrassed? She is such a breath of fresh air.
I knew going into this that I was going to have to be patient with her. Her inexperience and shyness was a factor that I couldn't ignore. But once I crack that shell I know we'll be coasting along. Trusting people is hard for her considering what she's been through these last few years having people come in and out of her life. I don't care though, I'd waited this long, and it wasn't going to deter me in any way. Tonight, I thought we made huge strides. She opened up more than what I thought, and we connected like I hoped we would.
"Never apologize for that." I say hoping to put her at ease. Taking her number I text her right then to show her my number in return. Lord knows what could possibly happen between now and tomorrow with this accident-prone woman.
She goes to turn away, but I grab her wrist pulling her flush to me. I thought I could do this slow like the gentleman she deserves but I can't wait any longer. I capture her lips to mine and invade her mouth when she gasps. One hand steadies the small of her back as I push her toward my hard length. She needs someone who is going to take control. And that's exactly who I am. I end the kiss, leave her wanting more and swat her on the ass before pushing her towards Jill. I can tell she's dazed, as her legs slightly wobbly. That'll give her something to dream about tonight.
"You better tend to your friend." I nod towards her roommate.
"Who?" She asks a little dazed. "Oh, yes, yes. I'll…we…
"Goodnight, beautiful." I lean forward slightly and graze her lips. "Dream of me because I know I'll be dreaming of you."
With a soft push of my hands on her hips I guide her in the direction of Jill who's swaying and barely able to stay upright.
"Goodnight Christian."
A/N: Thank you for reading and I hope you like my story! Next we will see Anastasia's view. Most of the story is going to be through Christian's view but I do want to have a few chapters of her side. See you ladies next Thursday! Stay Safe.
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