IVAN’S POV

I enjoyed the startled look on her face. Far too much than I would like to admit. That was what she gets for keeping me waiting. Nothing no one has ever done or can afford to do. Yet this woman, with lips that were too pink for her own good and was currently staring at me with fear in her eyes, dared to do so. It was rather unsettling.

“Pretending to be a statue won't make me forget your actions.” I said, when she still didn't move after all.

“Really? It was worth a try ...