Dimitri’s POVI watched in horror as Valeria reeled and began to drop like a pack of cards. I was running towards her before I was conscious that I was moving, screaming her name again and again. Just as I got closer, I slid to her on my knees and caught her just because she could hit the floor. "Valeria. Valeria," I called frantically, shaking her and trying to tap her away. She lay still and very pale in my arms."Help," I called again, seconds before remembering that we were the only ones on this floor, probably the only ones in the building. I swore.I pressed trembling fingers to her wrist and checked her pulse. It was slow, but it was still there. I drew in a shaky breath of relief, scrambled to my feet and ran to the elevator. Glancing nervously at her, I ran out of the building. The doorman was barely in time to open the door. I laid her gently in the backseat of my car and zoomed off to the nearest hospital. "Hey! Emergency," I shouted as soon as I got out of the car, ala

Valeria’s POV‘He had to accept my report and the suggestions contained in the report this time,’ I thought, as Dimitri flipped the pages of the file I had just placed in front of him. Four times today, he had told me to make changes to things about the Rosy project I had been working on. Now judging by the scowl on his face, I would be going through that report the fifth time. Damian suddenly thrust the document away from him. "What's this, Valeria?" he said testily. "This is not good enough. Do I have to keep impressing on you how important the Rosy project is? What's this... tripe that you keep submitting to me? If not for the fact that you have been on this project from the beginning, I would have taken you off it immediately."I fought the surge of anger, the urge to yell at him and ask what the hell he wanted and why the hell he was acting like an asshole. With a lot of effort, I mastered my anger, remembering that I was supposed to act indifferent towards him. I wouldn't let

Valeria’s POVDimitri answered my greeting the next day with an ill tempered grunt and a glower."I sent you a couple of emails just this morning. Get to work and go through them right now. I want everything I highlighted in those emails worked on the next time I ask." Then he turned his back on me and began barking orders to a couple of the staff. It was becoming really irritating.Feeling deflated, I went back to my office. What had I been thinking? That he would soften towards me after last night? Even more than yesterday, I deeply regretted kissing him back. He had probably kissed me just to gloat at his power over me. I should have slapped his annoying face the moment his lips touched mine. That would have served him right. Instead, like a fool, I given in, shown him how much he still affected me. "Pathetic," I muttered as I sank into my chair, read through the emails Dimitri had sent to me while trying to remember what exactly I was to work on today. "Are you done yet?" I jum

Dimitri’s POV Pregnancy suited her, I thought as she glared at me, temporarily speechless with rage. Valeria, always curvaceous, had become more filled out. Her breasts were noticeably fuller. Not even the very formal long sleeved shirt she wore today could conceal that fact. I wished we were in a less formal setting, that she was wearing one of those clingy dinner gowns that showed some skin and cleavage. I wanted to see her body for myself, instead of imagining what it looked like. It had been so long since I had her naked, beneath me, so long since I had held her in my arms. I missed those times. I wanted her back in my bed. My breathing grew harsher. My palms grew sweaty. More than anything, I wanted to take the few steps that would close the distance between us and kiss her lush lips. Then I would make short work of her buttons, baring her breasts, weighing them in my hands. I actually found myself leaning forward a little, but I stopped myself in time. It would probably be w

Valeria’s POV Ignoring the dirty look I was sure Sasha was throwing my way, I went past her to my office. She was idly flipping through what looked like a magazine. I didn't even bother glancing at it as I walked past her to my office but I could feel her malicious eyes boring into my back until I shut the door of my office behind me. When I emerged a half hour later to go and grab a bottle of water, she almost jumped out of her seat to make her way towards me. "Busy day?" she asked me with a wide smile that I didn't trust in the least. She handed me a bulky folder. Ever since Dimitri had begun treating me specially and had more or less ignored her, Sasha had taken up acting like she hated my guts, though she was careful what she said or did considering the fact that we were in an office environment. "Yes, it is," I responded a little warily. "Have you heard the news?" she said before I had finished talking. It became pretty obvious to me that this was what she had been dyi