ELENA DUVAL
This was risky. This was stupid. Maybe I knew that but I just couldn't stop the rush of emotions within me. I just couldn't ignore the text or toss aside the high possibility of finally getting the chance to meet the man who caused all of this.
The itch was too strong to ignore. The possibility was too difficult to look away. Even as I stared at Dimitri's immediate text the second I forwarded the message to him, I still couldn't ignore the feeling. I couldn't.
Dimitri's text had been clearer than the sun which burned hot and heavy. “Home. Now, Elena,” followed by an “It's too risky. Don't be stupid,”
I leaned back into the leather seat, resting my arm on the window. The car was still on its way to the location the f*****g bastard had sent. I could feel the heat of Allen's g
