My breath hitched. Then, slowly, I lifted my chin. “Prove it.”
A muscle ticked in his jaw.
He didn’t answer.
For a long second, he didn’t move. Then, finally, he looked away. “Was it just Yegor? Was someone else involved?”
I hesitated. Telling him Arseny was there could be dangerous. But he was staring at me, waiting.
“Arseny was there,” I admitted. “But he didn’t touch me.”
Gleb nodded once, his expression unreadable.
“Are you still hungry?”
“No.”
“Are you sure?”
I shrugged. “I want pizza. But I’ll drive out and get it myself.”
He glanced at his watch. “I’ll get it for you.”
I laughed bitterly. “You’re impossible, you know that?” I waved a hand. “One minute, you act like you care. The next, you’re a devil. It’s annoying.”
Gleb said nothing.
I stared at him, stomach twisting. How can you care and still throw me to the wolves? How can you cross continents to bring me my favorite cheese but not care if I’m dead in a month?
My lips curled bitterly. “You risk your life to avenge me, but won’t fight for me.”
I turned away.
I sighed, throwing up my hands. “Fine. Go get me pizza, husband. Thank you.”
I stood. “I’ll go inside and pack for the trip.”
As I turned away, his voice followed. “If you need anything else, don’t hesitate to ask me.”
I glanced over my shoulder. “You sound like you will grant me anything I ask for?”
A hesitation. Then... “Depends.”
I smirked and left.
***
After a bath, I sat in my vanity, applying my usual skincare routine.
Then. the door swung open.
I stilled, watching in the mirror as Gleb entered. He walked to my side and set two pizza boxes on the table.
“That was fast.” I arched a brow. “It’s a two-hour trip, and you were gone for barely forty-five minutes.”
He shrugged. “Had someone bring it in a jet.”
I blinked, turning fully to face him. “You flew in a pizza?”