Sophia
There were similarities between Ivan and Dimitri that I couldn’t ignore. They had the same eyes for one thing. Even though on Ivan, those blue orbs looked colder. There was less emotion in them. Or maybe it was the fact that Ivan had never looked at me with anything resembling softness, where Dimitri always looked down at me when his body move above me. Eye contact was important to Dimitri. He liked to know that he was doing his job well. His job being me.
I shook the thought away as Ivan stepped into the room. His icy eyes, sweeping over me and I wished I’d had time to change into something more covering. I didn’t like the way his eyes lingered on my breasts, or the knowing look on his face when he took in my wayward hair. He couldn’t know what I had been doing only a little whi
