Anastasia

CHAPTER 10 : My Knight

Anastasia's POV

I felt that they were about to remove my jeans. I was hopeless and wanted to be awake from this nightmare but I saw a familiar man approaching. I failed to recognize him, it was dark. He punched the two men hard to death. I can't help my tears from falling. I am freaking afraid. But thank God he sent me an angel.

Without any words, he covered me with a warm cloth. The scent is familiar. It can't be.

"Are you okay?"He asked, and carried me in a bridal style. That voice, I can't be mistaken. It's Lewis. I might have failed to recognize him minutes ago, but my heart will never fail to beat for its owner. He saved me again.

He took me inside his car. I don't know how he ended up here. All I know is that I am thankful to him. He's not saying anything, he drives silently. All I could see was his dark aura, clenching his perfect jaw. I don't know if it's the way to my apartment, since he didn't know where I am living.

"T-thank you." I finally managed to say.

He glanced at me once, I saw how he softened. But that was for a moment only and now I couldn't read him, his face remained blank.

"Are you hurt?"He asked all of a sudden.

I didn't know how I would answer his question. Am I hurt? Maybe a bit traumatic, but he came.

"No."I simply said.

"You saved me again," I added.

He remained silent after I said that. But minutes after.

"I'm the girl you saved at that building." I found myself spitting my thoughts.

I saw how he turned his gaze on me and stopped the car.

"I know Anastasia."He answered and smiled at me.

Does he know? My heart was beating so fast again, I hope he won't hear it. I didn't notice that we were heading our way to my apartment until he stopped his car in front of it. How did he know my apartment?

"T- thank you again, Lewis," I uttered gratefully before going out of his car, but I felt his hands on my wrist.

When I looked at him, I froze when I realized how near his face was to me. I gulped. I was about to turn my back away but I was a bit late when I felt his soft lips touching mine. It lasts for about 15 seconds. Did I count it?

"I'll be your savior, Anastasia, " he whispered after he kissed me.

Until he left, I couldn't find any words to say. I'm still stunned and touching my lips like a psycho. I felt my lips stretch as they formed a smile by themselves.

The butterflies were real, it felt like I was floating in the sky. Is this a dream? I slapped myself twice but I groaned when I felt the pain. It's real! It's f*cking real!

Dylan's POV

I felt bad about Anastasia. I checked the CCTV and showed it to Dad.

"Darn it. I even shouted at her and I hurt her with those words."He's cursing himself realizing how he treated Anastasia a while ago.

"You know Lia Dad, she's a spoiled brat. Why did you even believe her without knowing the truth?" I told him, making him feel more guilty about it. That brat, she hates Anastasia so much, doesn't she?

"I know right. I'm wrong, I should talk to Anastasia about this. She might not come to work tonight because she might think I'll fire her. You should talk to her at school," he answered.

"I'll try, Dad, but she's ignoring me when she found out that we own the school too, "I replied and now I understand why she's pushing it.

"But at least try to persuade her to come to work and I'll talk to her. I have a business meeting today. You should go to school, son."

I nodded at him.

I went directly into Dad's office and checked the CCTV outside before going to school because I didn't want Anastasia to lose her job. I know she can't do it right! Liandra fooled us with her acting skills. She's a spoiled brat that needs a lecture from me. Even though she's Dad's Goddaughter, I won't let this slide.

Thinking of Anastasia crying, I couldn't help myself from getting furious.

I even told her that I would protect her. What a dumbass jerk Dylan.

Luca's POV

"Where are you?"I asked him.

" In the Philippines," he replied.

"What? Why did you leave me here with Dad?'I asked, freaking out. There's no way I'll spend the rest of the year here.

"I'm here on business in Luca. I'll be back there in a few days."He replied. I sighed in relief, but why does it seem like he's lying?

"I wanted to go there too."

I have important things to do. I miss her. I can't wait to see her again.

"Don't piss, Dad, if you want to stay here, Luca. Do your best to make him proud."He answered and ended the call. What an asshole. That's what I am doing right now.

I can't stand Dad anymore, he and his expectations are too high. I am trying my best to get to school this semester so that he can let me go back to the Philippines and stay there for good. We were close before we migrated here to the U.S, but because he was so busy with our company, we lost touch. He changed, he always compared me to Lewis. I'm sick of him. I wanted to study in the Philippines and find her, my best friend, my first love.

"Where are you?"Alex asked me.

"At my condo, "I simply said.

I know why he called me.

"Bar? There are lots of pretty girls there tonight. It's because there's a debutant celebrating her birthday."

I could feel the excitement in his voice.

Alex and his f*ck boy vibes. What an ass. He'll surely get someone he can't be fooled by. His karma, as they say.

"I can't, I still have to comply with some school requirements, "I only replied.

"Woah, are you sick or what?"He asked, taunting.

"I am doing this for her Alex, stop it, "I replied. Yes, I am doing this for her, and Alex knew about it.

"Dude, move on. She might forget you already, it's been years. Besides, you should stay here in the U.S. The life here is much better and you have a company to handle, right?"He asked as he tried to convince me.

"No. Lewis could handle it, I don't see myself sitting on a chair and doing a lot of paperwork."I glanced at my plate.

"That's why I took architecture because this is what I wanted for myself, "I added.

And Dad has nothing to do with this. It's my life, only Lewis couldn't disobey him.

"If you say so, Architect Luca Evans," he replied and chuckled. I ended the call.

Just one semester, and we'll meet again, Tasia.