Ivan's POV

It was past 10 am. The sun was already blazing, and Bertha was actually right, this heat might actually bake me.

My home was a bit far from the city for good reasons. I didn't want eyes on me, and with this large property, it was easy to do a couple of things like what I had in mind without anyone finding out about it.

I jogged from the back door towards the trees behind the main building, and sweat quickly built up on my forehead as I glided through the woods. My ...