[IVAN]
“Ana, I won’t repeat myself. Go back inside and change,” I said for the third time, barely holding myself from taking matters into my own hands.
An hour ago, I had asked Ana to get ready for dinner. It was our last day in Kazan, and I was hoping to spend some quality time with her.
After spending my entire day discussing security details with Igor and hours upon hours of interrogation with Nikolai, I was beyond tired to even think of any more work. I just wanted Ana and me to go out and spend some time together. It had been a long time, after all, since I took her to a romantic dinner or a nice place that I knew she would like.
But of course, because she’s Ana, she already had an excuse prepared: the classic “I don’t have anything nice to wear.”
So, I did what I thought was rea
