Eva didn't think he would be so kind as to let her off, but even with her defense up, Eva was caught off guard. Once the door was closed, he pushed her back to the door and his long slender fingers lingered traveling up her waist to land on her chest.
Eva lifted her arm, arching her brow. "What are you trying to do?"
Eva watched as his calm gaze flitted across her collar, a faint smile on her lips "I guess you haven't learned your lesson that you can't win against me"
The memory of them sparing and skiing flashed through her mind bastard, Eva thought inside. He seemed to like her dark history of losing every time she had challenged him.
This time, Dimitri didn't give her any chance to reached leaning forward and forcing her against the door. His left hand reached into her shirt to pus
