"Miss, we've arrived."

My eyes flutter awake by the sound of the stewardess voice. Again with the smile, her eyes beam down at me. How do they manage to look like this for the whole day? I realize I'm still seated on my seat with my legs crossed and my head resting on the knuckles of my right hand on the arm rest. She moves to grab my bag but I stop her with my hand on her wrist. Clearly not expecting that, she jumped, I roll my eyes. "I can handle it. Thanks." I send her a tight-lipped smile as I check my bag and make sure everything is intact and pick it up.

The first thing that greets me as I make my way done the few plane steps is the cold wind of Moscow. I should have brought a coat or jacket.

" Here," Andrei must have read my thoughts or saw me shiver because he instantly covers me with his thick long coat.

"Thank you" I mutter to him, glad that my voice didn't sound like dry fish this time. We landed on the in the railway backyard of a building, I look around. It's surrounded by skyscrapers and companies with different billboards playing different advertisements. Which means the building I'm standing on right now is....

"Ronan is waiting for you in his office. Right this way," Andrei says and directs me forward to the elevator. This must be one of his companies, nice. We get into the elevator and it immediately goes down. My eyes watch the numbers go on display while my mind drifts back to the gift Ronan promised me. I can't just seem to take my mind off it. A very bad trait of mine. Every Christmas before we get to open our gifts by the Christmas tree, I would wake up the night earlier and check the present with my name on it. Curiosity wouldn't let me sleep till I knew what was wrapped by beautiful colored material.

The elevator pings open and we leave. The hallway to his office is empty and quiet as we make our way down to the station where a blonde female who I guessed to be his secretary sits behind a laptop typing furiously on the poor keys. She's so engrossed in what she's doing she did not notice our presence till Andrei clears his throat. She jerks up in her seat then calms herself by taking a deep breath and close her eyes before letting out the breath and open her eyes. I look down at her with a daunting smile etched on my lips.

"Lydia, meet Miss Davina. Mr Dimitri's fiancé." Lydia's hazel eyes widened at Andrei's introduction. She immediately gets on her feet and bows, her bouncy black curls follow her every movement.

"Apologizes, Miss Davinia. I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were coming. Follow me," She says nervously as she steps out of her station and goes to open the door for me. I nod and follow her into the room. I'm greeted with an insanely handsome Ronan dressed in a white shirt with its sleeves folded up his elbows with few of his chest buttons let loose.

He looks up from the file he is writing on. My mouth goes cold, I hope he didn't catch me staring. No one says a thing. The sound of the door closing let's me know that Andrei and Lydia had left. "I'm sure I didn't come all the way from Rome to see you work Mr Dimitri." I tease as I strut to sit on the long sofa in his office. He watches my every move like he can't believe I'm actually here. His hair is not in a bun or tie and they look unruly like he has ran his hand through it a million of times today. He just had to be so fucking hot.

"You came," He says more to himself than to me. I cross my legs and rest my back on the chair. My lips pull to a small smile.

"I did. What did you think?"

"I thought you won't be coming" He returns. 

"I came for my gift." I say with a teasing smile which he returns. He picks up a particular folder and waves it. 

"Just a few minutes and I'll be done. Would you like a drink?" 

I look around his office, very modern and bland. "I'm okay, thank you" He nods slowly before returning to his work while I watch. His muscles flex as he moves them in writing and his bushy eyebrows pull into concentration with his eyes reading whatever is written in the file. He looks more sexy while working. I can just imagine myself ripping that shirt off his body as I straddle his thighs and grind my body against his. 

"I find it hard to concentrate when you look at me like that Davinia. Mind telling me what's on your mind?" Fuck! He caught me. I immediately look away from his eyes which are now staring at me like he already knows what's on my mind. 

I hear him chuckle lightly before he returns to his work. The sound of it registers in my head and plays on repeat. I decide to finish up with my design sketching while I wait for him to finish with his work. Well, looking at my design now, it's almost complete. There is something missing but I can't seem to get what it is. I add a few details to the sleeves and the waistline. It looks like a victorian slash modern classy outfit. 

After I finish up with the details, I begin to add colors to it. I go for a lilac themed dress with silver linings. My eyes begin to drop again. Okay now I know there's something wrong. What's with the drowsiness and tiredness. 

I try to think of what could have caused this sudden fatigue and drowsiness. Helena! That sly latina witch! How could I have forgotten. She probably planned it with my uncle to get me to rest. I should not have her stupid tea. This is the last time I believe whatever she says about her teas. If I'm feeling this way, that means... My other phone pings and I check it to see a message notification from Tiana. 

"I'M SO GOING TO FUCK HELENA UP!" I could not stop the snort that left my lips. She's the only who actually needs rest why do the same to me? Thank God I was able to finish a bit of work before I left. I decide to text her back. 

"That makes two of us."  She sees it and immediately starts to type back. 

"I can't get any work done without falling face flat on my table!" 

"Same here. You should give it up and get some rest. We never did sleep yesterday." It's true, we didn't sleep all through. Tiana was able to get some work done on her phone. Uncle should have collected it from her, that thing is like a weapon to her. She was able to get information about the man who walked out of Uncle's room the other day. The man who made Uncle so mad, he destroyed his office. Turns out the man is a retired soldier who has dirt on Uncle. The rest.... We don't know. Tiana could not get his location, his family or friends. According to Tiana the little information she got was because the man did want us to know about it. If he didn't want us to know, there was nothing Tiana could have done to get the information. But why? Is it a bait? Why did he want us to know about this little piece of information? Is there something Uncle is hiding from us? 

Series of pings and pongs remind me that I'm still with Tiana online. Her replies to my previous text make me snort again. 

"I have no choice but to. What about you? Where are you?" She's really going to act like she doesn't know where I am. I send her a reply. 

"You seriously don't know where I am?" 

"I like too hear it from you" 

"Fuck off." 

I switch off my phone and place it in my bag. Sudden shouts and cusses make me and Ronan turn our heads to the door. It sounds like Lydia is trying to stop someone from coming in and by the voice of the stranger I know it's a female. Wait, not just any female. The tincan female. My eyes move to Ronan to see his hard grip on his pen. His face is calm and collected but his grip on the paper in his hand speaks volumes. His eyes meet mine and I send him a sarcastic smile. 

This should be interesting. The door slams open and a angry looking Bonnie barges into his office. She's dressed in very short white mullet gown with thin straps a deep cowl collar. She is pretty. I think I've said that before. She immediately composes herself when she sees Ronan but when her eyes go down and meet mine, her eyes glare up with anger and jealousy. 

"Hi, Bonnie. Nice of you to join us."