Ivan’s POV:
The next day you showed up at my office, in the evening as promised. Your shiny little locket dangling between the valley of your bosom held my attention as you walked in to my office. I watched you smile at me but your eyes drifted away from me as you looked for a chair to sit. I studied your moves and I loved how simple yet elegant you looked.
“Mr. Parkinson,” You said, but I interrupted you by raising my hand gesturing you stop. You were surprised not to mention worried to know the reason behind my gesture.
“Eleanor, I believe it’s time we drop the formalities of calling each other by last names and get acquainted with each other on first name basis” I said as I gave you a smile.
After hearing my words you gave out a sigh of relief and smiled back at me. We sat there for
