I pulled my gaze from her, and back to Dimitri. “Take care,” I said finally.
I hated the way my skin burned with rage as I watched Dimitri walk away towards Alessandra, and with one glare from her, soon they both faded out of sight, off to who knew where and doing only the heavens knew what.
I stared blankly for a second where my husband and his w***e had vanished from before I pulled my gaze. I was about to head back inside the house when I felt like I was being watched.
Quickly, my eyes flicked over to the penthouse that had been a short distance opposite ours, the one Dimitri, Alessandra, and his Russian guests had been using.
My spine stiffened when I caught the man standing on the porch, a cigarette between his fingers and dark eyes on me.
The stare wasn't the good one, it was
