Dimitri
Leaning back against the buttery leather of my car’s seats, I closed my eyes for a second. Pinching the kin at the top of my nose in an attempt to ease the pressure of the killer headache that had started the moment Stefano had turned up on Sophia’s door. I had known the moment I ha seen his mug face that thing were about to go bad. But I wasn’t prepared for just how quickly s**t had hit the fan.
Didn’t we deserve to be happy. even if it was just for a little while. And we would have been if he hadn’t of turned up and ruined it.
Of course, it was partly my fault. I should have thought everything through before I had jumped on a plane over here. I sure as hell should have made sure that no paperwork could be filed in my absence. But it did beg the question. Just who had told t
