MASHA
“Ivan, about what happened-” I began but he cut me off.
“What’s past is past. I don’t want you to have to tear open old wounds. Trust me baby, I don’t care about any of that. You’re mine now and that’s all that matters.” He said and took my hand in his.
I stared at him speechless.
Comparing him to Matt wasn’t my intention but I couldn’t help it. He was such a perfect gentleman and treated me like I was made out of glass. It was now that I realized Matt didn’t love me at all.
Where Ivan was willing to sacrifice his curiosity for my peace and to protect me from reopening wounds, Matt would have grilled me and manipulated me until I gave in.
The grass is differently greener on this side.
“More than that,” Ivan went on, “ I’m interested in what you said about me being noble and y
