Ivana's POV

i stood Infront of Kyl's penthouse door suddenly afraid, my heart told me to wait but my legs said run!. Maybe coming to see him was a bad idea, fuck me!, damn! I should never have listened to Mala. By the time the doors slid open, my throat had gone dry. My palms were damp against the strap of my purse, I was so nervous I felt so hot all of a sudden.

I willed myself and pressed the doorbell for the second time, but doubts gnawed at me. What if the man I saw on TV was ...