Irina
The day was passing slowly, almost too quietly for comfort. The house seemed to hold its breath, as if anticipating something. I sat in the main living room, cradling a steaming cup of tea in my hands. My gaze drifted out the window, taking in the perfectly manicured gardens that surrounded the grand villa. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, but there was an underlying tension in the air that sent shivers down my spine.
Jaxon was standing near me, his arms tightly folded over his chest, as if on guard. Sergei stood a few steps away from the couch, his posture tense and alert. It was as if they were both ready to spring into action at any moment, protecting me from some unknown threat.
Meanwhile, Noah had gone out on another one of his dangerous missions. This time, he was in
