Arielle’s POV
“The Minister knows about the girl.”
The words kept echoing through my head for a long even after Sofia stopped speaking. Silence swallowed the room whole.
I was standing frozen near the window while Viktor was staring at Sofia with a cold expression
“What exactly does he know?” Viktor asked quietly. That calmness was terrifying to me because I was beginning to realize something dangerous about Viktor Sokolov. The quieter he became, the more lethal he was.
“He knows enough to start asking questions,” she replied crossing her arms casually, though the tension in the room was sharp enough to cut through skin.
“And you thought walking into my house uninvited was intelligent?” Viktor asked.
“Because I know that you won’t kill me.” She answered confidently.
“You sound very
