Mikhail
My jaw dropped when Liliana stepped into the garage.
She has never looked more dangerous and sexy.
The black dress hugged her curves perfectly, the fabric clinging to her body like a second skin. Her dark hair was pulled back into a sleek bun, showing off the elegant line of her neck. But it was her eyes that caught my attention. They burned with determination, a fire that hadn't been there before.
“Get in the car,” I ordered, trying hard to hide my amusement.
She slid into the passenger seat of my Bentley without a word. I could smell her perfume, a mixture of floral and vanilla that made my blood heat despite the serious nature of tonight's business.
“Where are we going?” she asked as I started the engine.
“Somewhere that will show you exactly what kind of world you've en
