(Yesterday chapter was wrong and have been replaced. If you read the previous content skip this one)Ivan’s POV "Who is he Butterfly?" I asked calmly at least on the surface. The distinctive scent of chocolate-based cologne lingered on her.

Normally it wouldn't be easy to notice details like this but if you deal in busi4ness like mine you would tend to grow a sharp nose. Sharp enough to tell when a particular butterfly was hiding things...

She shuddered at my words. Her hand ...