Page 150 of The Life of Anna-Tenth Anniversary Edition: Act 2

“Yes, Devin.”

Wilhelm led her across the lobby to a bench and sat down next to her. “Anna, are you alright?”

“I’m fine, Wilhelm. How are you?”

There was a vacancy in her eyes that hadn’t been there before. “I am worried about you.”

She laughed. “Why would you be worried about me? Everything is fine.” She smiled. “Is there anything I can do for you?”

He could tell by her tone she was asking about sex. God, what had happened to her?

Devin watched Wilhelm’s face as he spoke with Anna. He was worried about her. How touching. And unsurprising.

“Can he undo it?” Jack asked.

Devin took a sip of his wine. “It’s unlikely that he knows how. And he might hurt her if he forces it.”

After the mind-blowing sex in the jet on the way to D.C., Anna had changed, finally turning into the perfect little slave he’d been hoping for at the bonding ceremony. She followed his orders perfectly now. No more crying or emotional bullshit that he’d dealt with for four years. She was content.

They’d gone to the White House that night and gotten the president back under control, then spent the rest of the weekend rounding up several other rogue politicians.

She continued living with him because he liked having her there. He’d brought a few women home, just to test her reaction, and she went happily into her own bedroom without any emotional reaction. But to be honest, he didn’t crave any woman but her. She pleased him more than any other woman had in his entire life. She anticipated what he wanted and sought to please him in every way.

When it came time to impregnate her, he didn’t even have to use the serum to force her body to conceive. Kaveh spoke to her as he fucked her, and she did it all by herself. Now there was a healthy little sacrifice growing inside that sexy body of hers. The only issue with her being pregnant was his limitation on how much essence he could take from her. Kaveh said it would turn sour when he needed to stop, and it did. But, he told himself, that just meant the baby would have everything that he needed when he took it.

They had bonded in the way he’d desired for years. It wasn’t permanent; it had to be maintained, but he wasn’t complaining. He fucked her every night anyway. Kaveh had said this bond would last for several months before they needed to repeat what had happened in the jet.

It would become permanent when he performed the final bonding ritual. But this was a nice taste of the future.

Chapter 83

“How would you like to stay with me tonight?”

Anna blinked and looked around. Where was she? Theater. Nutcracker. Yes, she remembered now. At least, she thought she did. She was so confused these days. She vacillated from dream to dream, never sure of what was real or not. She woke in the middle of activities, clueless about how she’d gotten there. It always happened when she danced. She ‘woke’ every morning at the studio, feeling as if she had dreamed her way there. It was very disconcerting, but as soon as she stopped dancing, she started dreaming again. Or was she dreaming that she danced and her dreams were the reality?

“Anna? Did you hear me?”

The familiar, gentle voice made her gasp. She turned to see a worried Wilhelm looking at her. “Wilhelm!” She wanted to reach out to him, to embrace him and to be held, but her body wouldn’t obey her thoughts.

His eyes widened in surprise. “Anna?”

She clasped her trembling hands together and clenched her fingers. Why couldn’t she reach out to him? She wanted to touch him, but she couldn’t make her body obey him. Tears filled her eyes as she fought against her own body. “Wilhelm...”

Wilhelm studied Anna carefully. She had looked at him the way she normally did and his heart leaped. He waited to see what she would do next, but she only wrung her hands together as if battling within herself.

“Wilhelm...” She said his name so softly he could barely hear it, but the despair in her eyes was very evident.

“Anna, what is wrong? Why are you so distant?” He reached out to cradle her cheek. “What did he do to you?”

She leaned into his cheek and closed her eyes. “I dream. I dream all the time. I don’t even know if this is real, but I like it.” She opened her eyes. He could see the internal battle raging within her. “Help me,” she whispered and then closed her eyes again and scrunched her face as if she were in pain.

He looked up to see Devin walking toward them, his face inscrutable. “Anna,” he said in a firm tone.

She opened her eyes and they were distant again. Wilhelm dropped his hand and she gracefully stood and walked to Devin’s side.

Wilhelm jumped to his feet and glared at Devin. “What did you do to her?”

Devin grinned. “I finally made her into who she was always meant to be. She’s much happier now, don’t you think?”

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