The Bound Between Us (Anastasia and Herman) novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21 

The sound of breaking branches from outside the window startled both Anastasia and Herman 

Herman shot up, and Anastasia quickly sat up as well. A distance formed between them, making the atmosphere kind of awkward. 

Herman put a hand to his lips and cleared his throat, asking somewhat awkwardly, “Why are you up?” 

Breaking the silence, Anastasia looked down, fixing her hair at her ear, and said, I was thirsty, came out for water.” 

Her heart was racing, cheeks slightly flushed from embarrassment. She didn’t dare to look at Herman, keeping her head down 

“Oh, let me get you some water” 

Herman got up, turned on the light, poured Anastasia a glass of water, and handed it to her. 

Anastasia took the glass. “Thank you 

She quickly took a drink, trying to calm herself down. Before she knew it, she had finished all the water in the glass. 

“Do you want another glass?” 

Herman’s deep voice rang out above her. Anastasia instinctively looked up, meeting his deep eyes. Her heart seemed to skip a beat. 

Facing such a handsome guy in the dead of night, it was hard to resist. Herman was wearing loose pajamas, radiating an aura of nobility. He had tenned skin, and you could just make out his chest muscles from the neckline of his pajamas… 

Everything about him was so attractive 

Anastasia realized her thoughts were starting to get out of control, so she quickly composed herself, stood up and said. “I’m not thirsty anymore, thank you. I’m going back to my room to sleep” 

Anastasia pointed towards her bedroom door and hurried back to her room, closing the door behind her. 

Watching her rushed departure, Herman smiled slightly. The sweet taste she left on his lips was… soft…. 

He was indeed a bit parched. Herman licked his lips, took the glass Anastasia had drunk from, got up, and went to the water dispenser to pour himself a glass of water. 

In her room, Anastasia slapped her hot face, her mind filled with images of their kiss. Her emotions were far from calm; it was her first kiss after all. 

After their marriage license was signed, Herman was always out early and home late. She was busy too, and they treated each other with respect, never having had such intimate contact before 

Anastasia was suffering from insomnia, tossing and turning. Every time she closed her eyes, Herman’s face appeared in her mind. 

“What a pain.” 

Anastasia stared at the ceiling and muttered to herself, pulling the blanket over her head and starting to count from 1, trying to hypnotize herself to sleep 

That night, she had a passionate dream, so real it felt like it actually happened. The sound of Herman’s ragged breathing in her ear was so clear. 

The next day. 

Anastasia got up late. By the time she woke up, it was already past nine 

She glanced at the time, quickly washed up and changed clothes, and walked out of her room to find Herman sitting on the couch in the living room. 

Anastasia asked in confusion, “Don’t you have to work today?” 

Usually, by this time, Herman would have already left. Seeing Herman, she subconsciously thought of the kiss from last night, the passionate dream she had, and couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed. 

“It’s Saturday.” Herman had a laptop on his lap. I made breakfast. Come eat.” 

Anastasia glanced at the dining table. There were fried eggs, sausages, toast with blueberry jam and butter, and two glasses of orange juice. 

“Have you eaten already?” 

“Yes, I have, Herman said. “I’m free today, I’ll accompany you to the Night Market tonight. He wanted to get to know Anastasia better. 

“What?” Anastasia deemed a bit surprised. 

Herman asked, “Don’t want to? It’s okay, you can tell me.”