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"What do you really want Katerina?" His hand reaches to my hair and I look away, his body heat effecting me way to much.
"I want you to fuck off" I growl back to him and step away. Although I want...
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Katerina's P.O.V
"Yes, now! Kat" Demitri asks. He walks into the room. Even from where he stands he sounds in pain and not from the knee to the groin sort of pain.
I glance at him suspiciously. I then shake my head placing the drink back on the cabinet table.
"I came here to get my wife and she asks for a divorce?" He asks me in shock and pain. I roll my eyes and shake my head at my idiot husband.
"Do you blame me?" I glance to him, my jaw tightening by the second from the anger in my body.
"I don't and I...." I stop him from talking anymore
"What do you want to talk about, because say it and get the fuck out" I shout at him, taking a seat behind my office chair.
His eyes rake around the room before landing back to me. He smirks and nods his head, closing the office door and walking towards me.
"Oh My dear wife" Demitri whispers seductively, a tone he would use more often when we where together as kids.
"I'm only your wife when it suits you" I state, clasping my hands onto my knee when I cross my legs over.
"Either way, your a Capello" Demitri states back, unfazed by my comment, like he usually is, he always gets when I'm sarcastic or when I am being my dominating self.
I shake my head and roll my eyes. I swear the amount of times I'm rolling my eyes, they'll drop out!
"What did you do with the ring? The wedding ring?" Demitri asks, his eyes down casting to my bare leg out to show from the slit of my dress. My hands also showing with no ring on it.
But I know he is just stalling me.
"I sold it, now what do you want Demitri?" I asks him, also knowing I lied, I'd didn't sell it I sent him it back. I notice that he looks down, not looking at me while he fiddles about with a ring on his ring finger.
My heart skips a beats, from pure shock that he's still wearing it?
Creep
"To chat" he asks, twiddling with the ring again before walking to the bottle I placed earlier and pours himself a drink before sitting in a chair.
"You've lost your manners I see" I ask him, glancing at the drink in his hands and feeling my mouth water, watching while he lift the glass to his lips.
"And how is that?" He asks back, looking at me through narrowed eyes.
"You haven't even offered your wife a drink?" I raise my hands in the air, emphasising my empty hands.
He shakes his head, walking over and pouring another drink for me.
He then walks over in such a style that made me half swoon, placing the glass in my hands lingering his eyes on mine for a moment to long for my liking.
