Cristina
Jonathan had the appointment papers in hand and the car stopped in front of the publishing house, as if I'd asked him a million times not to crowd around me.
“Are you ready?” The bastard is handsome, although he's a responsible man with a good family, he's not what I want for myself, because my only interest is in Mikhail and no one else.
“I hope it's quick, I hate waiting!” I quickly got into his car and sat in the back seat, I don't want anyone to see me next to him, they'd call me all sorts of things. “You're going to wait for me in the car, do you hear me?”
“Look, Cristina... you're not in a position to tell me what I should or shouldn't do and it won't be you or anyone else who stops me going into that office. Even though you're a shrew, you're carrying my son in that u
