Chapter 13

Isabella’s POV

My stomach tightens as little drops of sweat covers my body. My breathing gets worse and I could almost feel my heart getting tachy against my rib case as Viktor paces up and down in front of me and Feodor. He told me not to come with him and let him handle this alone, but I couldn’t. We might not be assigned together, but in my little mind we are a team.

“So your boyfriend over here tells me you lost your phone.” Viktor takes as close stand in front of me. So close that I can smell his dark oak center cologne. He was dressed ever so neatly like he always was in his freshly pressed disgner branded suits and extremely overpriced leather shoes. The man was dressed in a million dollars, but even though he had all the money in the world, the world he wanted will always be out of his reach. He was too successful and accomplished to have it all.

“Yes, sir. I am sure it will turn up.” I reply using every inch of self control left in my body to not glance over to Feodor whos