“Yuri, I’m still not comfortable with this entire setup,” Rosetta began, evading his question about Melvin. She didn’t think it was more important than what she had in mind anyway. “I’ll try to give back to you what you already gave to the driver for the whole month. I’ll just talk to him about your signed contract so that he won’t have to—”
He raised a hand, signaling her to stop. And she did, looking up into his bluish gray eyes.
“I don’t think you have a say on this matter, Rosetta. You see, it’s not only because of that Russian culture that I want to make an impression on you, but I always want to take care of my special person. And you’re my special person, moy tsvetochek.”
I’m his special person, her mind echoed. Her mouth slightly gaped open and was about to protest when he cont
