I raised a brow. “You’re annoying when you’re pretending to be a gentleman.” He gave me a heavy look that expressed so much but nothing I could understand. We hadn’t said a word to each other after that until I noticed we weren’t in Moscow, where I thought we were going. I wanted to know why we were in Paris, though I held in my questions knowing Ronan would probably tell me we were here to see the tourist sites. A car waited for us after we exited the plane. Khaos jumped into the front seat as soon as Ronan opened the door. I stifled a laugh. “Looks like you’re in the back with me. I hope it doesn’t tempt your vow of celibacy.” Ronan gave me a dark look, but he got into the back seat without complaint. While Albert drove us to a top-secret location, I ignored Ronan like he had me, though it became a much harder venture when he rested his hand on my bare thigh and slowly pushed up my dress to see what I wore beneath it. I guessed he’d been paying more attention to me than I thought. He knew what he would find. Nothing. Everyone knew thin material equaled panty lines. Ronan made a rough noise and squeezed my upper thigh before pulling my dress back down. “You’d better pray there isn’t a strong wind nearby.” “We’re in Paris. I’ ll fit right in.” He wasn’t impressed, so I kissed the annoyance off his lips. As we drove through the streets of Paris, I sat on the edge of my seat to take in the sights. I’d never been to the city before, and while I was excited to return to Moscow, Paris was an experience I wouldn’t turn down. A restaurant wasn’t exactly the destination I was expecting. Sure, I was hungry, but I didn’t want to sit and eat without knowing why we were here. Albert stayed in the car with Khaos while I followed Ronan inside. The impatient question was about to slip off my lips, though a woman drew my attention to a seat near the window. She stared at me, her face as pale as snow. She was beautiful, even pushing into her late sixties and dressed in a drab white uniform that told me she was probably a maid. She watched me as tears spilled down her cheeks. With an uneasy sensation filling me, I said, “Ronan. . .”