Believe me

I paced in my room worried about Nik. I hadn’t heard from him in a week and the Russians were still destroying all Nik had worked for. They had taken over almost everything and I was starting to think there was no redemption for us.

Since Nikolai wasn’t around and no one was able to get in touch with him, it was my responsibility to run things back in Italy. Since I didn’t know what to do, I had ordered the men to retreat and leave the Russians to their business.

I couldn’t risk any more lives of those men when we all knew they were fighting a losing game. Without Nikolai, everything went haywire.

I had never felt that helpless in my entire life.

The door opened and Anabelle entered. During my time at her estate, I had come to learn that she didn’t care much for personal space or manners. She would enter the bathroom even when you were showering with no shame.

She also asked very personal questions, got very close to one’s body, and entered everyone’s rooms without knocking. If she fo