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“Sure.” I steal one last glance at Knox, but he’s concentrating on some paperwork, so I leave without even a glimpse of his golden gaze.
Isn’t it weird that I have an unhealthy phobia of eye contact, but I crave it with him?
That should be strange.
Abnormal.
And yet, it’s all I keep thinking about for the rest of the day.
His eyes, his perturbed state.
Him.
I contemplate texting him, so I type.
Are you okay?
Then I delete the text before I send it. We’re not really on good terms, especially after yesterday’s public unprotected sex incident.
But even after I get home, I’m not looking forward to my lonely night where I’ll eat leftovers and spend the rest of my evening searching the internet for what the men in my old life are up to. I’ll be focusing over every detail and be a paranoia freak.
I sit in my dimly lit studio apartment. It’s shabby and old, but it’s not in a bad neighborhood, so I don’t have to worry about unwanted attention.
My typing slows and I stare blankly at the hundreds of pages open on my laptop.
Is this how I’m going to be for the rest of my life? On the run, obsessed, and always scared?
The thought ofBabushkabeing hurt forces my hands to carry on the spying mission. If any of them find out what I’m doing—
I shake my head, refusing to think about the consequences. It’s not that I’m doing something wrong; I’m only trying to protect myself and my grandma.
The doorbell rings and I freeze, then immediately close my laptop.
Holy shit.
They found me.
“Deep breaths,” I whisper to myself in a shaky tone. “They can’t find me. I used a firewall, I blocked my IP address. There’s no way in hell they can find me.”
Unless Kirill and Aleksander suspected something and followed me?
No, no. They would’ve been here yesterday if that were the case. Hell, they would’ve grabbed me by the hair in the restaurant and dragged me back instead of letting me go.
But what if Kirill told Adrian?
Shit. He’s the mastermind of hacking. He could’ve broken through my firewall and intercepted my IP and found me. He’s here now and will—
“Anastasia, open up, I know you’re in there.”
My breakdown pauses at that voice. The beautifully accented voice that I would recognize not only from behind closed doors but even if it were coming from underwater.
A weight slowly lifts off my chest and vanishes into thin air as I head to the entrance.
I stare through the peephole to make sure it’s him.
Sure enough, Knox stands there, impatiently waiting for me to open the door, judging by that hard look in his eyes.
And it dawns on me then.
