I was weak. I should have never allowed Milo to touch me or kiss me. I should have protested and told him I wasn't interested in him.But that would have been a lie.The truth was, he had been right. I thought about him almost every day since that kiss two years ago. I liked him. That much I couldn't deny.Who would blame me? He was tall, muscular, hot, and from the looks of it, great in bed. Every woman in Moscow lusted after him and feared him at the same time.I wasn't exceptional.I bet he was used to women throwing themselves at him all the time. I had fallen for his seduction like every other woman. I would hate to be just another notch.Pushing aside those thoughts, I packed the valuable items I had. I didn't have a lot—just a few necklaces, underwear, some pictures, and all my novels.When I opened the door, Milo's men were waiting outside. One of them grabbed my bags and guided me downstairs.With every step I took, I wanted to go back to my apartment and just sleep. I didn't
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