Ivanov

•*Chapter 7*•

I R I S

When we pulled up to Evan Ivanov's home, my jaw dropped in amazement at the grand mansion. The entrance was full of security and other rich folk walking in. Dean walked around to my side and helped me out of his black Range Rover. Alejandro, Luca and Elle came out of Alejandro's matte black Ford Mustang and Emilio, Mateo and Lorenzo came out of Emilio's black Chevrolet Camaro.

We looked like the secret service.

My brothers walked in a line, Elle on Ally's side. Their faces went stoic immediately, a face I've grown accustom to. Dean had his arm wrapped around my waist and was walking slightly behind them. He pulled me to a stop while the others went inside.

"Stay beside me or your brothers tonight. These people look like regular snobs, but there are some dangerous people here, okay?" He said with his arm on my waist. I nodded my head slightly. He looked at my thigh and raised an eyebrow. I just nodded my head once more, him returning the action. He brought my hand to his lips, kissing it gently. I smiled before allowing him to lead me inside.

"Holy shit." I said wide eyed. Dean just laughed and led me to our table.

It was a scene straight out of a movie. There were waiters balancing trays of champagne on one palm. There was currently a jazz band playing a song on the stage. And everyone here was dressed to impress. I looked down at what now looks like my very plain dress, but sat down with a smile when we got to my brothers. They were goofing around as usual, well except for Ally. He was preoccupied with eye raping Elle. I rolled my eyes at that and turned to Dean, who was busy scanning the room. He did that for a minute before his eyes widened slightly in recognition.

"Garcia." He said, gaining the attention of my eldest brother. Dean nodded his head to the side, discreetly telling Alejandro to put his attention over there. My brother's eyes obediently averted and widened a fraction, just as Dean's did. Dean bent down and whispered to me.

"Stay with your brothers. Al and I have to take care of something okay?"

I just rolled my eyes and nodded my head. They never tell me anything even though they know I hate being left out.

Dean sighed and crouched down in front of me.

"Hey, look at me." I turned my head to meet his gaze. "It's nothing, okay? I'll tell you all about it later if it makes you feel better."

I nodded my head at him, still a bit pissed off. He just kept staring at me like he wanted to say something.

"Ivanov let's go." Ally called. Dean looked over to him before sighing and looking back at me. I just rolled my eyes and looked away. Dean put his lips towards my ear.

"That's twice in one night. Don't worry, you'll get what's coming to you." He said kissing my temple softly, before pulling back and walking away with Alejandro. I let out a deep breath and drank the glass of champagne that was in front of me in one gulp. Once I came down from my high, I tried scanning the room for the two but no matter how hard I tried I couldn't see them. So I excused myself from the table and decided to look for them.

I was walking towards what I assume was the restroom area when a deep masculine voice started calling my name. When I turned around, my heart stopped at who it was.

"Well if it isn't my favorite Garcia? How's my daughter-in-law?" Evan questioned. I rolled my eyes once more before planting a fake smile on my face.

"We'll if it isn't the man who tried to marry me off." I said. He chuckled lowly and brought me into a hug.

"I see your sarcasm is still in tact." He said. I laughed slightly and pulled back from the hug.

"It's what makes me Iris after all." He laughed again. We indulged in some conversation until a familiar head of curls caught my attention behind Evan's shoulder. I turned my attention back to the Ivanov in front of me.