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The fireplace is burning down, her head is lying on my shoulder. We talk about all sorts of bullshit. She asks me about business, where I've traveled, who my friends are. I give her the minimum information. For now, it needs to be done in such a way as not to scare her away.
- Do you believe in Santa? - I suddenly ask her. Ana lifts her head and shakes it.
I believed until I was 10, and then, when I asked for a letter from Hogwarts and received a Disney Tarzan coloring book instead, I realized that Santa was cheating, the girl smiles, but today I believed. I wanted to spend Christmas not alone and I got it.
I laugh and get up from the couch. Anastacia stands up with me, and I run my hand through her hair.
I want to see you tomorrow, Anastasia whispers and hugs me.
- Mutually. Mulled wine? - I ask and touch her hair.
- Pancakes? - Ana echoes me and kisses me.
Mr. and Mrs. Still will tear my balls off if they find out that I m teaching their daughter bad things, I kiss her and unclench my arms.
- Teach me everything bad. What do you know, Anastasia laughs, see you tomorrow.
I put on my coat and leave her house.
Ana's POV
Fuck, fuck, fuck. Still, what kind of shit are you in? You're in love, admit it. I feel where I kissed and giggle. The sick idiot couldn't find an equal among her classmates - she took a swing at Christian, his mother, Gray. God, I need to think about lessons, not about old sexy as fucking hell Billionaires. I pet Carrick and listen with rapture to his purring. Oh my God... This is the most fucked up and weirdest Christmas of my life.
I take off my clothes.
I go to the shower and, having quickly taken it, head to my room naked. There, I open the window and let my owl Grace out of the cage. After that, I quickly lie down in bed, take out the vibrator from under the pillow and plunge it into myself. Closing my eyes, I imagine Gray. Here he is, half naked, hanging over me. Here he kisses and caresses the most hidden corners of my body. I quickly reach orgasm and scream Gray's name. After that, exhausted and happy, I fall onto the pillows and fall asleep.
Mom... She lies on the bed and breathes heavily... I sit on the carpet and play with Barbie dolls. They are very beautiful... One of them is a gorgeous blonde, the second is a sultry brown-haired... I want to show them to my mother, but I hear heavy footsteps... HE'S back... I grab the toys and hide under the table. HE opens the door and looks for me.
- There you are, little freak! - the man yells and goes to my hiding place. I'm shaking all over and crying. Help
Suddenly, between me and the pimp, a huge shadow of a Black Demon appears, which looks very much like a cat. The monster bares its mouth and shields me with itself.
Fuck, what the hell did I just dream? I open my eyes and see. It's already morning. It's snowing outside, Grace is sleeping on the table, and Carrick is lying at her feet. No, I had nightmares often at night, but I had never dreamed of an unknown fucking thing in the form of a cat demon. At least once I dreamed about Gray fucking your mother.
I get up, tidy up the room and hide the vibrator. Then I turn on the phone and see: 20 SMS from mom. I'm typing it.
- Merry Christmas, Ana! Carla says tenderly after two rings.
- And you, mom. How is the weather there? I sit on the bed and look out the window.
- All the same. Forecasters say a blizzard is heading towards New York. Be careful there. By the way, how and with whom did you celebrate? - Mom, there is a mother.
With the girls and Jose and Jack in the Irish bar, I lie. If you tell her about Gray, she'll go crazy.
- Clear. Dad and I will arrive as soon as we can, Carla smiles into the phone. - Don't be bored, princess.
- Love you. - I whisper and pass out.
I tidy up the whole house, feed my pets and sit down in the kitchen to watch Intuition . Suddenly there is a knock on the door. Who is this? Girls? I go to open it and see a handsome dark-haired man with a pleasant face and three-day stubble.
Miss Still? - he asks in a pleasant voice.
Yes, I say brazenly.
Dressed in a black business suit, he looks very presentable.
You must come with me, says the stranger.
- What the hell? Moved away from me, skyscraper. - I'm getting ready for a fight.
The big guy picks me up and throws me sharply onto his shoulder. Bitch, I fight him off as hard as I can as he carries me towards the black Bentley. Is he related to my mother's pimp? Is he a terrorist?
I twist and try to bite him.
- Taylor, you went too far. I said to bring her voluntarily, and not drag her, I hear Gray s voice and exhale.
That s it, ballast, stop, the big guy Taylor throws me into the snow at Christian s feet. I stand up and look angrily at Taylor, ready to fuck him.
But Gray's strong arms gently hug my waist.
Hello, he whispers, playing with my hair.
Merry Christmas, I kiss him tenderly, why do we need Taylor?
I was visiting you, now you ll visit me, Christian grinned, we ll make mulled wine and get you drunk.
- I am for. Just remember, I m a virgin, I whisper and understand that I want Gray to become my first man...