Milana
I couldn't stop smiling after my conversation with Viktor. It was peaceful, it felt right and for the first time, I was not too conscious about my body. I liked the way he touched my breast and I loved it when he called me Milochka. I slept around two and I can't tell if he did because I left him in his office.
“Is Papa coming down for breakfast?” Annika asks and I glance briefly up the stairs. I have no idea if he's coming. Breakfast has been served and I've not seen Viktor this morning.
“I have no idea, Annika. But eat up. We have to get going, Vion’s waiting in the car already.” I urge her to eat quickly and she nods, focusing back on her food.
“Don't eat too fast or you'll choke.” I pass the glass of milk to Annika who nods yet again. After she finishes eating, I take her
