I mean, in my defense, I wasn’t thinkingat allonce he kissed me.
But, dammit.
Nervous about whether he was clean and what the chances were that he could knock me up, I tried to shove my thoughts aside.
I needed to have a “game face” on when I walked inside.
Adrik would be here, and I had to show him that I was able to do this… whatever this was, this intense need to fuck each other with no strings attached.
As soon as I entered the main house and began to walk toward the stairs, I heard his loud footsteps as he crossed the foyer.
He was coming from the end of the mansion where the kitchen was, seeming to chase me.
“Elena.”
Well, this is new.
He was pursuing me, not ignoring me.
I spun, wondering if things would be different this time the morning after. His tone was gruff, but that was typical of him.
The second I saw his face, though, etched in a thunderous glower, I knew I was once again wishing for the impossible.
“Good morning,” I greeted, unsure what to call him or what to say.
Alexei and Maksim walked with him. Their faces were just as stony and their gazes were equally flinty.
“Goodmorning?” Adrik relied tersely. He sneered, shaking his head as he set his hands on his hips. It looked like a power move, but I wasn’t sure what to fear from him. He didn’t have to try to intimidate me. He just was a force of nature that could ruin me.
“No?” I guessed.
Crap. What’s wrong? What did I do? What happened now?
Oh!
“Did someone try to break in again?”
Oh, God. If they came to the guest house, I was right there near the front door. Lying naked and within easy reach!
“No. No one tried to break in again,” he shot back.
I exhaled in relief. It was something else, then.
“We’ve received news from some of our spies in the region. And I’ve received word from one of the techs Sacha supervises.”
Sacha?He had seemed so unenthusiastic about life in general at first when I’d met him, but after working with him and Igor for a few days, I realized he was a solid guy. Easy to get along with.
“News has come that your father is attempting to flee.”
I blinked once, letting his words sink in. “My… father?”
In the almost two months since I’d been here, I hadn’t given him much thought. Actually, that wasn’t true. I had thought abouthim when I tried to figure out who he could’ve hired to replace me. I had been overseeing the Volkov accounts without him knowing, but no word had come from him.
I never could tell if he was aware of me still logging in from another address. The security of the accounting program was good, but the Volkovs had a way around it.
“He’s trying to run away?” I asked, hating how stupid I sounded.
He nodded. “Which only confirms he has been two-timing us with our accounts.”
