“Who was watching me?” I accused. “I would notice Albert. He’s bigger than a tree.” “Viktor.” Ronan didn’t even look apologetic about having me stalked. “And what would Viktor have done if I took a male model back to my place?” “Thrown him into the ocean,” he said darkly. “And what about you?” I asked with unease. I didn’t want to know, but I also needed to know. “Have you been with someone else?” “No. You’ve truly fucked with my head.” The relief soaked in and warmed my heart. “Always so romantic.” “Any more stipulations?” I sawed my lip between my teeth in consideration. “What about my papa? I’ve only gotten a text from him, but other than that, we aren’t in contact. But I could find him if I wanted to, and I don’t ever want you to ask me to do that.” “T had a great dialogue lined up for this, kotyonok, but you ruined it by throwing yourself at me again.” “You’re the one who flew to me,” I returned. He smiled, then sobered and ran a thumb across my cheek. “I won’t ever use you again. I regret ever doing it in the first place. As far as Pm concerned, Alexei can live his life ruling some sad Siberian city. Are we done talking now?” “Yes,” I breathed. “Then let’s go home.” He collected my box and interlinked his fingers with mine on the way to the car, with Khaos at our heels. I knew then I’d follow this man to the fiery gates of hell if he just held my hand. OceanofPDF.com