Chapter 9: In Dreams ...
Nikolai
I want to beat the s**t out of him, the playboy who has nicknamed every woman he has ever f****d Juliette. Adriana dances around the studio, her arms long and graceful, and her perfect lips set in a determined line as she tries to master the moves of the dance I have created. The poses are based more on the Russian style of ballet than the Italian one, so she is struggling with the precision of the moves. I am grateful for her assistance with my group today, but not so happy that she chooses to punish me with her silence. I am a hard ass in dance, in business, a mastermind of deceit, a man who can stalk his prey just as casually as he seduces a woman. I can turn off my emotion without thinking about doing so.
All of these things, I can do to almost anyon
