21. SOUR DESIRE.

ANASTASIA’S POV The holidays were over, and it was finally the day I was moving into Isaac’s apartment. God, I was beyond excited. I had ordered a mountain of new lingerie, silk nightdresses, pyjamas, everything I could use to seduce him. Because now, I didn’t have to sneak or hide. I had him, and we’d finally have the space all to ourselves. But today wasn’t just about me. Tonight was Isaac’s housewarming. His friends insisted, and even though he wanted to spend it with just me, they were already on their way, bringing food and drinks. I heard the doorbell from my supposed bedroom. The one I was using to keep my things. It was for show more than anything else, a place for visitors to think I stayed, when in reality, I’d always be in Isaac’s bed. “Isaac! My best friend!” a deep voice boomed from the living room. Ricky. Of course, it was Isaac’s best friend. I straightened myself quickly and slipped into something decent before heading out. The living room was already filled with peopl