Chapter Sixty Nine {Davinia}

"These are the designs we picked. Your approval is needed before we go ahead with it,"My secretary, Louisa, explains to me as we walk side by side, the sound of our heels clicking and clacking across the walls.

I take a look at the designs for the mall we're launching in Moscow. Everything looks too modern and intimidating to me.

"I don't like any of these. What I want is a building that looks modern but welcoming. I want people to walk into the mall without feeling oppressed. Yes, our products are low priced, but they're not so high that the average person would be too scared to afford them. Review more options and let me see them before the day ends."

"Yes, ma'am," she replies, taking the papers from me and heading in a different direction as I turn to walk into my office. But I stop dead in my tracks when I spot a man dressed in a black coat and hat sitting on the sofa in my office.

I immediately pull out my gun. "Who the fuck are you?" I sneer. My feet do not move from their posit