Celestino was taken aback when Nyx said that the stranger standing next to her was her son’s father. Celestino looked him up and down. He looked a lot like Klaus, but his stature was intimidating, like he held real authority and power.
Celestino frowned.
“How is he here?” he asked.
“We met in Podgorica yesterday,” Nyx answered.
Ivan stepped forward and held out his hand towards Celestino.
“Ivan Jackson, sir. I guess you are Nyx’s father?” Ivan introduced himself.
Celestino looked at his hand, then shook it.
“Celestino Rijeka,” he said.
Ivan furrowed his eyebrows.
“You own the RS and Associates,” he said, and Celestino nodded.
“How did you know?”
Ivan smiled.
“When I was looking for Nyx. The hotel she checked into in Bulgaria said that the reservation was under RS and Associates
