12

Mistrust, jealousy and a proposal

Another thing I didn't understand was why I felt so out of place when that woman flirted with Nikolay, and her shameless attitude boiled my blood. I shouldn't be upset; Nikolay had been with many women, and she was probably one of them, but...

None of this made sense.

When dinner was over, and I sat back in the car's seats, I felt much better.

I took a deep breath and inhaled the scent of the leather that always relaxed me, but I became nervous again when I felt Nikolay's gaze on me.

"I apologize for making you go through this," Nikolay said condescendingly.

"Don't worry," I sighed.

"I'll give you advice. You should learn to control your impulses," he said serious this time.

"It's not that simple," I rolled my eyes.

"I don't want you getting into trouble that I can't get you out of," he said with a grimace, trying to reason with me.

"I don't need your help, Nikolay," I sighed again, as I wasn't going to give in on that.

"What worries you?" the Russian