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He walked around and took off his clothes before getting in. Sergei moved closer and wrapped his arm around me.

“Thank you for saving me,” I said as he pulled me tightly into him.

Sergei placed a warm kiss on my shoulder, and we lay like that until I fell asleep.

I awoke to the smell of freshly brewed coffee. Sitting up in bed, I saw Sergei entering the room with a tray.

“Good morning,” he said as he placed the tray across my legs. “I made you breakfast and coffee; I hope it is okay.” He added before kissing my forehead.

I beamed at him. There was bacon and eggs and toast, plus coffee. What more could I ask for?

As I ate, he got dressed. I was about halfway done when we heard his doorbell ringing. I felt my body tense up as he glanced at the door.

“No need to worry,” he said as he walked to the door. “Roman said he was sending over your things. It might be that.” He concluded as he left the room.

I slid out of bed and went to the other room to get dressed. As I finished, Sergei knocked. “May I come in?” he asked.

I laughed as I opened the door. “It is your house so you may enter,” I said jokingly stepping aside with a curtsey.

“All your things have arrived. Would you like them in here, or must they go to our room?” He asked, grinning.

“I was hoping to move in there with you,” I said, placing my arms around his neck.

“Then it’s settled.” He replied as he pulled me close and kissed me.

Once we moved all my belongings into his room, he showed me around the house. His office was just down the hall and so was the extensive library he had.

On the bottom floor was the kitchen and living area, an entertainment area, and a locked room. When I asked about the locked room, Sergei smiled widely.

“That’s for another time,” he said as he laid kisses across my face.

This made me wonder what he was hiding, but for now, I would accept it. My curiosity would likely run wild, but I was sure it wouldn’t be long before I saw what was behind that door.

“Are we going back upstairs?” I asked as Sergei took a step back.

“Sure, we can, something interesting up there?” He inquired, lifting his brows.

I smiled and looked down at my feet. “Maybe,” I said as he stepped in and lifted my head.

Chapter 17 - Sergei

After showing her the house, I knew I had to get some work done. I had a lot to catch up on but didn’t want to leave her alone. Heading back upstairs Irina pulled me to the library.

“Can I spend the day here?” she asked pleadingly, batting her eyes at me.

I laughed at her innocent, childlike manner. She made the atmosphere light wherever she was.

“Sure,” I replied. “I’ll grab my work and join you in a minute.”

I watched as Irina entered the library before heading to my office. After collecting the work I would need, I returned to find her already deep in a book. Irina was lying back on the chaise in the center of the room reading.

Not wanting to disturb her, I sat down at the table by the door as quietly as I could and opened my files. I read through the first two reports and then found myself staring at Irina.

She looked so peaceful lying there. Today she had decided to wear one of the pairs of shorts I had bought her with a spaghetti top. She was stunning and I battled to refocus myself. After every report I read, I would find myself immersed in her beauty.

I wanted to get up and undress her, I wanted to feel her body against mine. I shook my head trying to clear the images so I could work. But it didn’t last long, she was a distraction. Everything about her pulled at my being.

She stirred something within me, and I couldn’t put a finger on it. It wasn’t a bad thing, though; it just kept me entranced. At times I had to beat the beast back down as thelocked room still called to me. But she wasn’t ready for such things.

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