Liza stared at him for a moment, her expression unreadable. Then, to his surprise, she smiled. “I think I can help with that.”
Kirill Krasilnikov was in a rush. The night was already late, and he had barely started preparing for his mother’s birthday dinner. Svetlana Eduardovna, the woman who ran the empire, who could command respect just with a glance, was celebrating another year at the country house. Kirill dreaded these family dinners. It wasn’t the grand … Read more