IVAN’S POV

Anton lingered in my office and I knew he had a lot on his mind. 

“What is it?” I implored him.

“Ivan, will you be offended if I ask you something private?” Anton asked as he sat in the corner chair of my office. Anton had always been straightforward, but I could feel the hesitation in his voice, and I guessed that he had discovered that Nikolai was in my room the ...