Betty's POV

I fled the bedroom as soon as I was done dressing up. Ivan took a very long shower; so much for saving water.

By the time I saw Mr Orlov again, I was munching on an apple starving for food. Ingrid the housekeeper was nowhere to be seen and Ivan took his sweet time in the shower...

He walked into the kitchen looking every bit like the heartthrob he was. My eyes twitched. What was wrong with me?

His smug face looked unusually handsome today. I bit my lips as my ...