The Stranger I Married

Vivienne’s POV

I gasped and spun around. Valentin.

He was standing a few feet away, his posture taut, his expression unreadable. I hadn’t even heard him approach.

Ruslan’s eyes darkened the moment he saw him. “Of course,” he muttered. “Of course you’re here.”

“If you have a problem,” Valentin continued, his tone sharp but eerily calm, “take it up with me. Not her.”

That was all it took.

Ruslan wal