Chapter 15
Emma gaped, her face whitening with shock. She swallowed. “You have another wife and children?” Her voice came out as a squeak.
Rohan jerked his head back and looked at her, examining the horror on her face. Then he laughed. “You really don’t trust me,” he said, a statement not a question. He squeezed the end of her nose in an annoying older brother gesture which guaranteed a sparky reaction. “Bigamy is illegal even in Russia. You’re safe. I’m not a bigamist.”
Emma swallowed, reddening at her own ridiculous overreaction. “I hate you!” she said.
Rohan smiled and released her. “Nyet. You don’t.” He waved his arm. “Come, I’ll show you the house.”
Four floors made up the semi-detached house on Clareville Street, London, SW7. Emma hadn’t noticed the garage door at the front of t
