𝕱𝖎𝖗𝖊 𝕸𝖊𝖊𝖙𝖘 𝕲𝖆𝖘𝖔𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖊

Chapter Fifty One {Davinia} 🌹

Moscow is beautiful.

I'm in his car once again with him seating at the other end of the seat and Andrei driving. Thanks to the heat of his car, I'm not as cold as I was earlier. It's probably because we're in a elite residence that the atmosphere looks so clear and peaceful but it is beautiful.

He is busy typing on his MacBook keys with fluency. His eyes are clear and set in focus on the screen and his body exude magnificence, he looks serious and fixated on whatever it is he is doing or reading, just so delectable. He almost makes me forget my own work with my laptop.

  The voices that my brain had tuned out while I was busy staring at Rolan begin to play in my ears through the ear pods. Tiana was to handle the meetings I was to handle before I decided to come to Moscow. She handles them the best, better than me. Unlike me, Tiana has the patience for slow minded pokes and can speak to people in a much satisfying manner. I'm sure my employees prefer to be in her presence than in mine. The feeling is mutual.

Right now she's addressing Tony's idea to build a mall underneath the hotel we are currently rebuilding. He says we should make it a safe spot where there can be a kiddies spot also so when parents go and shop, they can leave their kids to play without worry.

It's a pretty nice idea but Tiana makes the idea much more better when she says the immediate families of the workers and customers get free services from the hotel  and a special discount on the things they buy from the mall. Especially those related to our staffs. The hotel wouldn't be where it is without their hard work.

Thinking about the loss of lives as a result of the bombing, my hands close into a tight fist that I feel my nails bite my skin on my palms.

Tiana says something funny. I'm not sure what but it makes the members of the meeting laugh. They never laugh when I'm in the room. I expect seriousness and seriousness only. The meeting comes to an end and everyone begins to empty the room. The video ends and I quit it to go check on the data of the new boot designs I made our newbie designers make as their first debut. It's going really well like I expected.

"You're smiling Mika, It looks beautiful on you."

I freeze. I'm smiling? I guess such a reaction is expected when I see my workers exceed their limit and come out in flying colors but him pointing out that fact makes my cheeks burn. Darn it.

He chuckles. It's deep and reverb and makes my cheeks hotter. I close my laptop and look outside the window. The ride to his place is kind of long but at least the atmosphere is bearable. I can feel his intense piercing hot gaze on me but I refuse to turn and meet his eyes.

There is still one thing that bothers me and that is; why didn't he tell me about his parents and that he and his brother were both adopted or am I missing something here.

  "You have something to say to me, Davinia. No?"

I think about it. "No."

He let's out a breath and for some reason the atmosphere in the car changes. The back of my neck feels cold and the urge to turn and face him is strong.

"What did I say about lies, Davinia?"

   "You don't tolerate lies." I manage to mutter beneath my breath.

"Glad to know your memory works perfectly. Your punishment awaits, Davinia." I watch him close his MacBook and return it to its case. My body is humming with excitement and nervousness. It's foreign and new but I don't hate it. Like he instructed, I await it. Luckily or unlucky for me, we reach the front of a large black metal gate. Behind it, a little above its height, I can see the crowns of the pointy roof top, a three stories and by the sides of it are buildings of almost the same height.

The gate slides open and we drive into the green pastured compound. The structure of his home is almost similar to mine but there's an aura of loneliness and despair clouding the whole building as we drive around the statues of Artemis and Zeus and drive into an open garage where Andrei parks next to another jeep which is followed by several other cars and motorbikes.

I reach to open my door but Rolan beats me to it. With the door opened for me, my eyes lock in on cold blue orbs as I take one foot out the other. Still staring at each other's eyes, I refuse to hand my bag to the maid who came to retrieve it but he didn't. Our eyes still don't leave each other and my gaze intensifies.

His eyes are cold but there's a ring of white in them that makes it look lively. How am I just seeing this? They've always looked dead to me. Dead and cold but right in this moment, there's a gleam of life I them. I'm so entranced that I do not know when my feet and body move a bit closer to him.

The mist of vapor leave our mouths and fan out faces. He steps closer and looks down at me with a look that tells a lot of things. Too much for me to pick from. "Find what are you looking for, Mika?" his thin M shaped pale pink lips move in slow motion or my brain is just playing tricks with me.

  "No, not yet." I whisper back in response before my body jerks In a small shiver. His eyes follow the movement and he immediately pulls me to his sides and leads me down the footpath free of snow with fast strides which I match fluently.

We get closer to the porch of the main building when the heat of his breath suddenly blows into my ear and he says. "Soon, You won't be feeling cold with what I'm about to do to you, Davinia."

I let out a weak shuddering breath.