The Boss's Heir

Chapter 35

Cay had never expected to see anything as gorgeous as St. Petersburg, but the snow on the ground glistening like beautiful hand blown glass was absolutely breathtaking. She had seen pictures but you always hear that pictures don't do justice and in this case, that's the truth.

She grabbed Marco's hand as they got into their rented car and began their journey to where they were staying. It was a grand palace-looking structure, with colors, textures and architecture that she'd only seen in books. She almost wanted to yell for someone to pinch her, she was so excited.

"Marco, I can't believe we're here!" she said excitedly as she threw her arms around her husband neck. And even though they had arrived a little after eleven, Russian time, she suddenly felt invigorated and not sleepy at all.

Marco grinned down at his wife, loving her excitement as they headed inside to check in and be shown to their room. Vittorio and Andre had accompanied them and since Marco had rented the entire floor they were staying on, his two men could take their pick of rooms as long as it was away from their room, he wouldn't allow anyone to hear his wife in the throes of ecstasy.

"I'm glad you're so excited about being here, fiore" he said with a smile. "I've already sent Nono a text letting him know that we arrived safely and he and Julian are already at the cabin and having a blast. He said he taught Julian how to fish and they are eating their catch for dinner."

Cay was so happy to hear that her son and Nono were having such a wonderful time and to be honest it helped her not worry so much, that way she could give all of her attention to her husband.

When they arrived at their room, Vittorio took the key from the bellhop and went in for a security sweep and being satisfied, he allowed his boss and wife to enter their room. Marco picked up his wife and carried her across this threshold as Cay gasped when she saw how opulent their room was.

It was all in golds and creams, the carpet made of short, rich fabric. The headboard was padded and thick, the bed a king size covered with a gold fabric around the border of the bed and covered with a gold tone comforter.

The bedside tables where antique looking as was the bench at the foot of the bed. They had a small sofa with a coffee table and two matching chairs, just to the right of the bed, by a huge picture window.

The room also had columns throughout, giving it a palace-type feel, as did the draperies and wallpapering. Cay couldn't wait to see the bathroom and if it was anything like the rest of the room, the bed and bathroom would be where they would spend all of their time.