“What?”

“You see Dimitri could get Raven’s Peak via other means. I hope you know that. He’s indulging you, Ava. Surely you can’t think….” She cackles as my ashen face drops, my stomach twisting into knots. This woman is pure evil.

“Think what?” I ask, willing her to spit it out.

“Well, you can’t think you and Dimitri will ever be anything. That woman is Cara Antonov, and her father is a billionaire and has deep-rooted connections across the globe. Now,shecan help my son flourish.”

Fuck. Two blondes. Both tall, high-powered families. They do look good together. Like they belong. Maybe she’s got a point.

“I’m going to go now. I think I need some air,” I tell her, wanting to leave.

“Or maybe you want the exit?” Ekaterina smirks as I shoulder through the throng of people heading to the bathroom to gather myself. I think about telling Dimitri I want to leave, but by then I spend the next fifteen minutes being entertained by lovely family members.

Eventually Dimitri finds me, pulling me to the study and kissing me passionately. “Hi. I’ve been wanting to do that all day, but you’ve been such a hit with my family, I haven’t had a chance to.” He cups my face kissing me tenderly, as I cling on to him. I don’t want to ruin the moment, but there’s an ache inside me that I might not be good enough for him or his family clouding my mind.

“You’ve found me,” I whisper as Dimitri drags me into the antique chair and onto his lap.

“Good. And before I let you go; I have something for you.”

“What? You didn’t have to get me anything.”

“Yes, I did.” Dimitri brings out a long velvet black box opening it to the most beautiful gold necklace with a red heart encased inside it.

“It’s a garnet, and this is real gold. I want you to have it. Wear it for me.”

“Oh my God. I love it.” But even if I do, I wonder if we’re skipping all the steps to a real relationship. After all, we don’t know each other. We’re in this weird place between business and something else.

Is it real?

Chapter Fourteen - Dimitri

“I need a breather, Dimitri. Some normality in my life.” Peeling back the newspaper, I smirk at Ava as we share eggs benedict on my back porch.

“What part of eating breakfast together is not normal?” I tease, knowing what she means, but not exactly wanting to be without her. In the morning with no makeup and in her cute pajamas is how I like her best. I’ll never tire of looking at her, but there’s things I want her to learn before she heads back out into the world.

She rolls her eyes at me. “Dimitri.” She puffs out her cheeks, her warm golden-brown eyes pleading with me.

“You’ve been asking me for the last couple of weeks now, but you have to do something for me first.”

“What?” She chomps on her croissant as I lay down the ground rules.

“I want you to learn self-defense from me. You’ve gained more adversaries now that you’re with me. I need you to be able to handle anything coming your way.”

Ava gives me a quizzical glance as if assessing whether she wants to learn or not. “Do I have to. I don’t know if I want to.”

“If you want to hang out with this friend of yours. Cindy, is it?”

“You know her name is Cindy,” Ava rolls back spicily.

“Then I’m going to need you to do this for a week with me.”

“Alright. Jeez. One week and then I can go for the weekend. I need a break from all your high-society friends and associates. I swear they think their shit is golden.”

Smuggling a laugh, I can’t resist leaning over to kiss Ava’s sumptuous mouth. It comes up with many truths that I enjoy hearing. “You’re not wrong, and I want you to go. I just don’t want to be worried about you not being able to defend yourself.”

Ava grins. “Are you training me?” She bites the last of her croissant, the crumbs falling to land in the valley of her cleavage and making my dick rise. It doesn’t take much with her. She could be brushing her teeth, and I would want to take all her clothes off.

“Yes. I’m training you, and don’t expect an easy ride either,” I growl, eyeing her full breasts as the sun shines on her brown hair.