Calculated Intrusion

Valentin’s POV

“Can I come in?” Svetlana asked, her voice sickly sweet like coffee with too much sugar.

Mind you, she was already inside. Technically. A single step past the threshold, her heels still angled toward the door as if giving me the illusion of choice. Svetlana never crossed fully into my space unless invited. It was her way of testing people, testing me. How far could she get away wit