Whoever this jerk was, he would pay for not minding his personal enterprise.

She circled and whipped her hand out of the bastard’s maintain. “You—-“

The remainder of Camelia’s phrases died in her throat.

Fuck.

The person standing in entrance of her was one of many heirs of Russian billionaire Fyodor Grachyov, and it went with out saying that Camelia’s wealth, even when mixed with that of her lover Ignacio, would solely quantity to a fraction of the Grachyovs’ wealth.

“M-Misha, is not it?”

She was ready to brazen it out in no matter means she might, however the youthful man did not even take a look at her. His gaze as a substitute was solely centered on…Valerian’s slut.

“Are you alright, Poppy?”

****

VALERIAN WAS ON HIS solution to the airport when his telephone buzzed.

Heather: I had our I.T. group keep watch over the Web for something associated to Poppy. This simply popped up.

The hyperlink Heather despatched took him straight to a short-length video, and Valerian cursed beneath his breath when he noticed Poppy speaking to his ex.

What the hell?

His temper turned from livid brooding because the shakily recorded clip confirmed Camelia making an attempt to slap Poppy and a person intervening in time. Whoever was taking the video had shortly lowered his or her digital camera, as if fearing the results of showing the person’s id.

However when Valerian heard his identify stammer out a reputation, it was straightforward to place one and one collectively and determine who it was that had come to Poppy’s rescue.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

It felt just like the previous once more, however he strove to remind himself that Poppy and Camelia had been polar opposites, and so had been Misha Grachyov and Camelia’s growing old lover, whose supply of wealth was doubtful at greatest.

So maintain your rattling cool, Rossfield.

Poppy was on their own as his automobile cruised up the driveway. No Camelia or Grachyov on sight, however this did not make him really feel any much less on edge. Part of him was decided to get Poppy speaking proper this second, however when Valerian stepped out of his automobile, and he noticed the best way her eyes shone like stars upon seeing him—-

I simply need you to know…I imagine in you. I do know you are able to do this. I’ve full religion in you.

Valerian remembered her phrases, and he realized two issues.

Poppy’s smile pale. “Is one thing improper?”

How was this lady so fucking attuned to his emotions after they had barely exchanged any phrases within the eight months that they had been in one another’s lives?

“Not one thing,” he mentioned tautly. “Moderately, there are two issues that hassle me.”

Concern stuffed her gaze. “What’s it?”

“I am jealous.”

She stared at him blankly. “Over what?”

His gaze bored via hers, and Poppy truly gasped. “M-Me?”

“A clip of Misha Grachyov coming to your rescue has been circulating on the Web.”

“W-What? H-How?”

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