My Baby’s Daddy novel (Anastasia) novel Chapter 356

Chapter 356 You Made the First Move

For the sake of her face, which had just gone through a major procedure, Hayley had no choice but to keep her rage and anguish in check. It was as if a thousand needles were piercing her heart right now as she clutched tightly onto the sheets under her, and she had to swallow to keep herself from shouting out in maniacal fury.

Meanwhile, in Averna, Anastasia was having dinner with Elliot at a lavish French restaurant, the ambiance of which only accentuated the man’s suave demeanor and romantic nature.

When it came time for her to go home after dinner, Elliot drove her back to the neighborhood entrance and parked the car. She grabbed her purse, but just as she opened the door to step down from the car, she heard a low and somewhat disgruntled man’s voice asking, “Aren’t you going to ask me to stay for a cup of tea?”

Anastasia said firmly, “No, it’s getting late. Maybe next time.”

“The weather’s so cold tonight, though. How about we have a sleepover? You have a bed, and I’ll warm it up for you,” he offered proudly.

She held onto the door as she sputtered and doubled over with laughter.

Elliot did not wait for her to speak before he got out of the car, and without her registering what he was doing, he walked over to her, grabbed her hand, and led her toward her apartment.

“H-Hey, Elliot! No, don’t do this,” Anastasia cried frantically.

However, he had already guided her through the neighborhood entrance. Panic filled her as they drew near to the apartment building. Jared wasn’t home tonight, which meant there was no buffer between her and Elliot; she was at a loss as to how she should act around him.

More importantly, she wasn’t a little girl anymore, but she was still terrified of what would happen now that they were two grown-ups left to their own devices. She had only just agreed to be his girlfriend, but it looked like he already had plans to make himself at home in her apartment.

“Open the door,” Elliot prompted now, his gaze darkening as he stared at her meaningfully.

“Can’t you just go home?”Anastasia looked up at him pleadingly. “It’s really, really late.”

“It’s only 8.30PM, which I think is considerably early.”

“I have work tomorrow, though,” she countered insistently as her mind scrambled for more excuses.

“Not if I say you don’t,” he pointed out with a roguish smile. He was the president, after all, and he thought granting his employees days off fell well within his purview.

“No, it’s really late.” She bit down hard on her lower lip. If one didn’t know better, one would think the man was a restless beast that had been caged for far too long, and he would devour her the moment she opened the door.

Amusement flashed in his eyes as he asked, “Are you that afraid of me?”