— So what am I supposed to do with you? — he growls menacingly.
— Dismiss me? — I suggest timidly.
— No. Not that easily. You won’t get rid of me so simply.
I freeze in horror.
— I’m going to marry you, — Roman Demyanov declares.
The man I’m seeing for the second time in my life. Director of a large international company. A strange, dangerous type. The one I just set up…
A light story for a pleasant rest :) Careful! Sometimes very hot! ))