Chapter 15

(Flashback)

“So, what do you think of Ms. Novikoff?” Ivan’s younger sister, Marina Volkov, asked with evident curiosity, her eyebrows raised so high they practically touched her forehead.

“She’s good,” Ivan replied, realizing that a simple “good” couldn’t do justice to the breathtaking Anastasia Novikoff. She possessed long, dark hair and piercing hazel eyes that exuded a certain innocence, kindness, and thoughtfulness. There was something about her that made his entire chest radiate like the sun, igniting a desire for her that surpassed any other woman he had ever longed for. Even hours after their second meeting, he was still buzzing with the overwhelming need to see her again. His fingertips tingled with an insatiable craving to touch her soft, pale skin, to trace the delicate curve of her jaw and the tantalizing glimpse of her collarbone peeking above her modest neckline.

“Just good?” Marina prodded.

“Eta ne tvoe delo, Rina.” he retorted, shaking his head, longing for her to leave