Chapter 47 47

“Yes, Mr. Volkov?” I ask innocently.

Those amber eyes scorch my face, but I refuse to drop my gaze. If he wants to turn me down, I’ll take it like a grown woman with some semblance of dignity.

His jaw clenches and his fingers tighten over mine. “This is not a good idea.”

My disappointment is cushioned by the knowledge that turning me down is not easy for him. That’s made obvious by the extremely n