— Hello, everyone, — the man said as he sat down in the last free chair.
Meanwhile I was quietly dying of shame, staring at my plate. Right now he’ll recognize me. A catastrophe.
— Sorry for being late, the meeting was… — gray eyes met mine and pinned me to my face — very exhausting.
— All right, brother, enough with business matters, — Mark smiled at him. — Meet my fiancée. This is Angelina. And this is my older brother, Marat.
— Fiancée, — Marat repeated thoughtfully, continuing to burn me with his gaze. — Interesting.
I was ready to fall through the floor! What a nightmare… Marat isn’t only my boss—he’s also the groom’s brother.
And now we have a secret—one shared between the two of us.
A very indecent secret… Spoiler