ELENA DUVAL
“But he did agree to help me out,” I told Tiffany and heard her squeal but I didn't tell her the details. I trusted Tiffany, but for her sake, I didn't think it was necessary to pull her deeper into any of this. She was doing way too much for me already.
“I'm coming over now,” I told her.
“I'm not home. I'm out working,” She said and I told her about my sudden trip with Dimitri and I'd be away for some weeks.
We chatted for a while before disconnecting. By seven, Chris was already parked outside the mansion waiting for me and once we had settled in, he drove to the airport.
I found Dimitri waiting for me there near one of his private Jets. Even in the darkness, he was still a sight to behold. He wasn't in his suit from this morning, instead, he was in black jeans, a v-neck
