My Husband's Bestfriend: My Secret Lover

Anastasia Grey walked into a bar and the eyes of each person she walked by followed her. She had a red wig on.

A purple lipstick. She was clad in a white crop top and a black leather jacket with a black skirt which stopped right at her knee. Her nails were colored in purple matching the color of her eyebrow. And she had black boots on. Her eyes were wide and honey-brown in color.

Each man she walked by couldn't resist taking a second look at her as she was looking badass.

Anastasia walked to the counter and she sat on the barstool.

" Two shots, please. " She said to the bartender who immediately brought her order and she slipped a few dollars to him. Anastasia grabbed her drink and she raised it to her mouth, taking a sip.

She scanned her eyes around the room. Her eyes met with a pair of green ones. She tilted her head, curious if he had been staring at her all along. Anastasia stared at his full brows, down to his pointed nose and then his lips.

He was attractive. Anastasia thought as gently tucked her hair which wasn't getting into her face. He arched his head, his lips forming a smirk and Anastasia thought that made him look incredibly sexy. He was definitely her type of guy. She thought and peeling her eyes off him even when she wasn't looking. She could feel his gaze on her. She continued to sip on her drink and after a while, Anastasia glanced over in his direction to find him approaching her and she smiled.

" Hi," He said, leaning on the counter, and hell, even his voice was perfect like Anastasia thought his face was.

" Hi. " She muttered.

" Do you mind if I join you? " He asked.

" Not at all. " Anastasia muttered and she watched him sit on the stool. " Are you here with someone or expecting someone? " He asked.

" Would I have asked you to sit if I was? " She asked back and he bit his lip.

" Right. Sorry. " He murmured.

" I just wanted to know if it's okay to say you look... Very pretty. " He added and she smiled.

" I am Derek by the way. " He said and Anastasia hummed, sipping on her drink and she crossed her legs.

She watched his gaze avert to her thigh and she smiled.

" You are not going to tell me your name? " Derek asked.

" Is that why you are here? To know my name? " " Not really. " He responded.

" Good. So why don't we leave the talking and get to the touching? " Anastasia said and his brows raised, his lips curving in amusement.

" You are different. " He said.

" How so? "

" Most girls normally love to play hard to get. "

" Yeah. Well, I am not most girls. " Anastasia said.

" Damn right, you are not. " He agreed and Anastasia pushed her glass of drink to her mouth, chugging down the whole content.

" Do you want more drinks? " Derek asked.

" Do you have any at home? Anastasia questioned, leaning close to him and he smiled, his gaze trained on her lips.

" I do. " He responded, looking at her and Anastasia dropped the glass cup, standing to her feet and she grabbed her bag.

He reached into his pants and brought out a few dollars.

" Oh, don't worry about it. I already paid. " Anastasia said.

" I should buy you a drink when we meet again then, " Derek said, pocketing the money back.

" If... We meet again. " Anastasia corrected him and he smiled. " So... Which way is it? " She asked

" Here... " He said, leading them out of the bar, his hand guiding the small of her back and he felt her inhale sharply.

They arrived at his room which he lodged into the nearby hotel and he opened the door as she stepped in. Derek followed, locking the door behind them.

Anastasia walked into the room and dropped her purse and phone on the nightstand. She glanced at the bed in the center of the room and she turned to see him walking towards her.

Derek halted just when he was an inch away and she stared into his green eyes. He moved a hand, gently tucking her hair behind her ear. Anastasia sucked in a sharp breath when his hand grazed her skin. He gently raised her chin making her look directly into his eyes and Derek held her gaze, his thumb caressing her soft lips.

" Do you want that drink first or-. "

" Shut up and kiss me. " Anastasia cuts in and he smirks. Derek leaned down, his hand cupping her nape and he pressed her lips to her. Anastasia kissed him back as his other hand grabbed her by the waist and pulled her body to him.

Anastasia wrapped her around his neck while his other hand gently stroked her bum and the kiss became more heated and needy.

He moved until her back hit the wall and Anastasia gasped but he swallowed it into the recess of his mouth as he nibbled on her lower lip.

Her hands moved to undo his belt but he held them and pushed it against the wall, his grip hard and Derek devoured her mouth like he had every right to.

He moved a hand to her back and undid her bra and he snuck his hand underneath her blouse, caressing her boobs. Derek pulled away from her mouth and leaned, covering it against one of her boobs.

" Oh, fuck! " Anastasia cursed, her hands tunneling into his hair as she shut her eyes and threw her head back, giving him access and he sucked restlessly on her boobs, his teeth biting her against her nipple.

" Oh... " Anastasia moaned.

He lifted her and Anastasia jumped, wrapping her legs around his torso as he pressed her hard against the wall, his other hand guiding her head.

His hand moved and pulled up the hem of her blouse and Anastasia was quick to raise her hand as he peeled off the material off her, throwing it across the room. Their mouths met, devouring each other and his hand snuck under her skirt.

Derek groaned when he saw how wet she was. He arched his head, pressing his nose to the side of her neck as he shifted her thong to the side and he thrust a finger into her vagina.

Anastasia gasped, biting her lip.

" You smell fucking great. " Derek whispered, biting on her earlobe as he began to finger fuck her.

" Must be my shampoo, " Anastasia said, moaning against him. " You haven't told me your name. " He said.

" It's not necessary. " She said and he hummed, increasing his pace at every stroke as he sucked on her breast leaving her moaning loud.

When he finally pulled out, Anastasia exhaled, opening her eyes and she watched him lick his hand and then he kissed her, allowing her to taste herself. He led them to the bed.

He laid her on it, his mouth, kissing every part of her body, and when he finally pulled away. He undid his belt and pulled down his pants.

Derek unzipped her skirt and took it off her together with her thong, leaving her stark naked and Anastasia watched with heavy breaths as he pulled his brief. She moved a hand and began to stroke him.

He groaned deeply, pressing his hands at both sides of her head and he leaned his head against hers.

Their heavy breaths and moaning were the only thing that could be heard in the room as he finally thrust into her.

Anastasia woke up to the sound of her phone ringing and she groaned, reaching for it on the nightstand.

With eyes shut, Anastasia swiped the call to receive and placed the phone to her ear.

" Hello? " Anastasia said into the phone, her voice croaked.

" Ana? Ana, where are you? " A feminine voice said from the other end.

" Chloe? " Anastasia called, her brows narrowing.

" It's me, Ana. Where are you? " Chloe asked.

" I am at some hotel. " Anastasia mumbled.

" You have to leave there right now, Ana. Your Dad knows " Chloe said and Anastasia immediately snapped her eyes open.

" What?! " She shrieked, sitting up.

" He found out where you are. His men are already on their way to you. " Chloe explained.

" Shit! " Anastasia cursed, climbing out of the bed. She placed the phone on the table, putting it on a loudspeaker as she scrambled around the room, picking up her clothes.

" Are you sure they are here already? Anastasia asked, putting on her underwear.

" Yes, Ana. I doubt they aren't already in Florida as we speak. You have to leave wherever you are right now. " Chloe warned.

" Okay. Thanks. I gotta go. " " Call me. " Chloe said.

" I will. " Anastasia said and the call went off. She hurriedly got dressed and grabbed her purse. Her necklace fell but Anastasia didn't notice as she rushed to the exit. She grabbed the doorknob and turned to see Derek who was still fast asleep.

Anastasia bit her lip and walked out of the room, shutting the door.

She exited the building and arrived outside. Anastasia stood by the roadside, hoping a cab would pass by soon and luckily she saw one coming her way.

Anastasia waved at it and the cab man pulled over beside her. Anastasia hurriedly grabbed the car door open and she hopped into the cab.

She turned to see a strange man by the side and Anastasia tried to get out of the car but the guy grabbed her and pressed a white handkerchief to her nose. Anastasia struggled but she soon lost consciousness.

Anastasia fluttered her heavy eyelids open and she took in her environment. She tried to move but noticed she couldn't and she noticed her hands were tied to a chair.

She raised her gaze to meet a pair of angry blue eyes and she frowned at the man who stood before her.

" Oh, look who it is... The almighty William Grey " Anastasia said in sarcasm. " Hello, Anastasia. Nice to finally see you " His deep voice said.

" Not likely. " Anastasia gritted out and the middle-aged man smacked his lips. " You have been a very troublesome child," he mumbled.

" And you have been nothing but a jerk of a father! " Anastasia retorted and the man sent a slap across her cheek.

Anastasia yelped in pain, her head shifting sideways. She chuckled bitterly, raising her gaze back to meet him.

" Is that how you hit mom too? " She asked, tears brimming her eyes which expressed nothing but pain and anger. " Tell me. Is that how you hit her too, huh?! " Anastasia yelled and he just did nothing but stare at her.

" You are nothing but a disgrace to my name. William finally said and Anastasia scoffed. " If that's true. Then why won't you just leave me alone, huh? '' Anastasia yelled.

" Oh, right. It's because you need me, isn't it? You need the same daughter who has disgraced you. " Anastasia said.

" The game of your hide and seek ends right now. You will serve your purpose as my daughter. " William said.

" By purpose, you mean pairing me up with some stranger to boom your business which you love so much? "

" If you think that I would for one second consider it talk less of accepting. Then you are in for a rude disappointment. " Anastasia said.

" You can prove stubborn all you want. But you will get married to Wilson's son, you hear me? " William said.

" There is no more running for you. You should comply now while I am still being nice. " He added and Anastasia scoffed.

" Nice? You have never been nice. You have always been nothing but a control freak! And I am not going to get married to the Wilsons or whoever it is you want! " Anastasia snapped and William nodded slowly.

" We will see about that. " He said, walking to the exit. He grabbed the door open and walked out, shutting it behind.

Anastasia struggled in her seat and leaned her head backward, fighting back the tears that threatened to fall.

Anastasia gazed around the room and it brought nothing but memories of when things were perfectly fine. When her mom was still here. She blinked and tears rolled down her cheek.

She can't believe after so many years of running that she was faced back with the one thing she had been running from. Her Dad. But her mind was made up. She was not going to grant her Dad's request.

Marriage is the least of the things she wants to do in so many years to come, especially if it is an arranged one.

Hell no!

Anastasia looked around and tried to think of a way she could escape but there was none. She was totally helpless.

" Fuck! " She cursed, biting her lower lip.

She needed to get out of here. She thought. She can't even imagine the thought of getting married to some stranger and talking less about spending the rest of her life with him. It felt like hell on earth. And all Anastasia wanted was to disappear at that moment.

Anastasia gently grazed her hands on the frame in her hand. She stared at the woman in it and she had beautiful, dark hair which cascaded down her shoulder.

She looked into her brown eyes and Anastasia smiled bitterly.

" I miss you so much, mom. " She whispered and tears rolled down her eyes.

A sudden knock came on the door and she snapped her gaze to it.

" Who is it? " Anastasia asked.

" It's me. " The voice of her Dad responded.

" I am not interested in whatever you have to say. Anastasia said and there was a bit of silence before the door finally opened.

" What do you want? " Anastasia asked, the moment her Dad walked in.

William glanced at the meal displayed on the table and he sighed, noticing it was untouched. He shifted his gaze to his daughter and he moved close to her, staring at the frame in her hand. " You haven't touched your food. " He muttered.

" I am not hungry. " Anastasia muttered.

" It's been three days. " William pointed out and she scoffed.

" And suddenly, you care? " She asked, raising her brows at him.

" I miss her too. William uttered, staring at his wife in the frame and Anastasia scoffed.

" You expect me to believe that? "

" It's the truth and you need to understand that I need you to accept this marriage. To help boom the business. Your mom and I worked hard to get here and what crime is there in trying to move higher, huh? " William said.

" Joining hands with the Wilsons is going to be great for us. " He added.

" There is no us! " Anastasia retorted.

" That word ceased to exist the moment you took mom away from me. " She added.

" She committed suicide, Ana. She abandoned us! "

" No. It was you. You drove her to the edge by always being a control freak. You never loved her or me. You were nothing but a monster! " Anastasia snapped and William sighed.

" And really, this isn't about what's good for you and me. It's always been about you! " Anastasia added and her Dad sighed.

" The Wilsons will be coming for dinner tonight. " He uttered, breaking the silence.

" What?! " Anastasia asked, knitting her brows.

" Yes. I invited them over for dinner. " Her dad said

" And you seriously think I will sit at the same table with them? Anastasia questioned. " Yes. This is all for the sake of the family business! "

" And I want no part in it. What part of that don't you understand? "

" You know, I thought we could talk like the father and daughter we are but I guess it's not working. You have always been stubborn. Just like your mom. "

" Don't you dare mention her name? " Anastasia said in anger.

" Well, guess what I found out? It appears my P.A., Chloe Decker has been spying on me all along. And I just couldn't help but wonder why. " Her Dad said and Anastasia gulped in.

" What has this got to do with anything? I don't know who you are talking about. "

" Oh, but I think you do. I had my guys do a little background check on her and I found out you two go way back. You are best friends. " William said and Anastasia bites her lower lip.

" I have her with my men. She is kept in the basement as we speak. "

" What did you do to her?! " Anastasia snapped.

" Oh, I haven't done anything... yet. She is doing perfectly fine. " Hee Dad responded. " But that will only remain the same if you cooperate. " Her Dad added.

" Really? Threatening me with my friend? Now, that's low of you, Father. "

" I don't care what you say. In fact, I don't give a damn. All I want to hear is that you will agree to marry the Wilson's son and you will get washed up, put on a dress and join us for dinner to get to know each other. " Her Dad said.

" And if I don't? " Anastasia asked and William shrugged.

" Well, then I can't guarantee your friend's safety. " He said.

" How do I know you are telling the truth? Is this one of your ways to try manipulating me into your silly request? "

" Oh, even if you don't know anything about me. There is something you should know and that is the fact that I don't bluff. " William said and Anastasia glared at him.

" Fine, I will give you proof. " He said and with a snap of his fingers, the door burst open, revealing two guards who grabbed a young blonde haired lady by the arm and they pushed to her knees causing her to whimper.

" Chloe! " Anastasia yelled and she tried to move towards her but her Dad held his hand up, halting her.

Anastasia stared at her best friend who was roughened up and there were tears in her eyes and there was also a cloth tied around her mouth making it impossible for her to talk.

" How could you? Ana yelled, snapping her gaze to her Dad. " She has nothing to do with this. "

" She has everything to do with it. She is your weak spot and now I can use her to my advantage. "

" Actually, you should blame yourself. You should know better than trying to spy on me. " Her Dad added and Anastasia clenched her fists.

" Let her go. " Anastasia demanded.

" It isn't that easy. Once you agree to my terms. Then I will let her go. " Her dad said and Anastasia scoffed, staring in anger and disgust at him.

" You are really unbelievable. " She mumbled and William ordered his men to take her away and they grabbed Chloe, taking her out of the room.

" So... What do you say? " Her Dad asked and Anastasia clenched her fists.

" I can ask my men to do whatever they want with her. " William said.

" Those filthy dogs of yours better not lay a hand on her. " Anastasia gritted.

" It's your choice. If you refuse, I will give them an order. Agree with my terms and your friend goes home safe. "

" Really, no one has to get hurt. " Her dad said and it took seconds before Anastasia spoke.

" Fine. " She mumbled.

" I will do what you want. Now tell your men to let her go. " Anastasia said.

" Oh, it doesn't work like that, darling. She will remain under my men's protection until the day of the wedding. " William said.

" Now, you should prepare for dinner. Wear something nice. " Her Dad said, walking out of the door.

Anastasia bit her lip, cursing underneath her breath.

The day passed by and it was finally evening. Anatasia stared at herself in the mirror as she was dressed in a gown.

She sighed, walking towards the door and she grabbed the door open. Anastasia walked down the stairs and as she arrived at the living room. She could hear chattering from the dining room.

She arrived at the dining and a pair of four eyes met hers.

Anastasia stared at the middle aged man and woman whom she knew to be the Wilson's and her gaze finally shifted to the youngest man in the room and Anastasia needed no one to tell her he was her so-called husband to be.

He stared back at her with no atom of expression on his face and she finally looked at her Dad who pulled a smile at her and she averted her gaze to the Wilson's.

Anastasia diverted her gaze to her.

" Good evening, Mr and Mrs Wilson. Anastasia greeted, moving close to the dining. " Evening, dear. " The woman responded.

" Evening, Anastasia. It's nice to finally meet you. " The man said and Anastasia gently lowered herself to the chair.

" I must say, you look stunning my dear. " The woman said and Anastasia forced a smile. " Thank you, ma'am. "

" Oh, please. It's Cora. " She said.

" And this is my husband, Henry and our son, Jared. " Cora introduced me.

" Nice to meet you all. " Anastasia said, glancing at Jared who didn't look at her. " Uh... Shall we eat then? " William asked.

" Actually, No. " A voice said and all Gase diverted to Jared Wilson.

" What do you mean, son? " Cora asked.

" I don't see the point in gathering here to eat and engage in meaningless chats. "Jared said.

" I am only here today to see my supposed bride and to know if she isn't some baboon. " Jared said.

" Excuse me? " Anastasia said, throwing an offensive look at Jared who raised his brows in question and Anastasia scoffed in disbelief at the smug look plastered on his face.

" Now that we have seen each other. Why don't we go straight to the point? I really don't like to waste my time. " He said and the elders in the room glanced at each other as silence evaded the room.

" Uh... I... I totally agree with Jared. William said, breaking the ice and Cora and Henry Wilson nodded their heads while Anastasia scoffed, her grip on the cutlery tightening.

" Like I said, I don't like to waste my time. So I think the wedding should be held this weekend. " " What?! " Anastasia said

" I believe you heard me, Annabelle "

" Anastasia! " She gritted out in correction.

" It's Anastasia! " She repeated.

" Yeah. Well, whatever. Does anyone have a problem with the date? Jared asked and his parents glanced at each other as they looked at William who cleared his throat.

" I think it's perfect. " He said and his daughter shot him a glare " The sooner, the better " William added.

" Great. Then I guess we're done here. Jared said, standing on his feet and he walked away from the dining room.

His parents glanced awkwardly at each other and they both stood up. " Thanks for having us. "

" My pleasure. William said and he stood up, walking the Wilson's out.

Anastasia scoffed unbelievably as she grabbed a glass of wine and chugged a mouthful down her throat.