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“What happens now?” he asks.
“Not sure. I’m going to talk to Rostam. I don’t know what any of this means or what he wants from me. He didn’t tell the husband, he came straight to me, so I’m sure that there is something else working there. He didn’t seem pissed off.”
“Let me know when you have your meet with him.”
Nodding my head, I close my eyes and end the call. Tossing my cell phone across the desk, I lean back slightly in my chair.Fuck me. I don’t know what the fuck I’m going to do. Isabel is mine and yet she is definitely not mine.
Not in the fucking slightest.
I am so fucked.
ISABEL
Looking behind me,I reach for the handle of the office door and let out a slow breath as I push it open. He’s expecting me, I know that he is. His office is empty, probably so that nobody sees me and can talk about my being here. It would look really,reallybad to someone that I’m here visiting Rostam without my husband present.
“Thank you for coming down here. It wasn’t too much trouble, was it?” Rostam says as soon as I step into the room.
Closing the door behind me, I lean against it for just a second, lifting my gaze to meet his. Rostam is sitting at his desk, his eyes focused on mine. His lips curve up into a smile. He looks so kind and I almost forget that he’s the leader of a ruthless Mafia.
“It wasn’t,” I say as I take a step forward, then another, until I’m at the chair across from his desk. “Azar gives me my freedoms,” I say, sinking down into the chair. I cross my legs at the ankles and place my hands in my lap. I try not to fidget but fail immediately.
“Is there anything that you would like to say to me? Anything you want to tell me?”
Pressing my lips together, I roll them a few times, then shift my gaze to the floor before I lift it up to meet his. I don’t say anything. I can’t say anything, because if I do, if I admit that I’ve been cheating on my husband, then my life is at stake.
“Isabel,” he calls out. Lifting my gaze to meet his, I suck in a breath and hold it as he continues. “I am not my father. I do not know the purpose that he had for making you Azar’s third wife. I am trying to work with the Russians, not against them.”
Letting the breath out slowly, I shrug a shoulder as I stare at him. “I don’t know what you want from me,” I admit.
“I want the truth.”
“What does the truth do?” I ask. “Who does it help? Because where I’m sitting, it can only hurt me.”
He lifts his hand, scrubbing his palm down his face as he lets out his own sigh. “So, it’s true. Do you want me to talk to the Russians? Do you want to go home?”
Home.
I almost laugh at him.
Almost.
But I don’t.
Shaking my head, I clear my throat. “My parents didn’t provide much of a home, Rostam. Even if I wanted to go back and they were around, they wouldn’t have me.”
“Where are they?” he asks.
Shrugging a shoulder, I look down at my hands as I pinch my eyes closed. Inhaling through my nose, I let the breath out slowly as I open my eyes and lift my head, looking up to him. He doesn’t say anything, watching me, waiting for me to say something… anything.
“I don’t know. The last time I saw them was the day they handed me over to Azar.”
“And your relationship with Ruslan?” he asks.
My heart squeezes and my stomach drops. I assumed that he knew, but him actually saying it, causes my entire body to break out in a light sweat. Licking my lips, I look from side to side.
“I don’t need an answer today, but I need to know if you would be open to a change? You have no children with Azar. You are still young.”
Sliding my tongue along my bottom lip, I sink my teeth into my flesh and think about his words. Would I want a change?Yes. Absolutely,yes. But at what cost? Will this change end up being for the worse for me?
“I guess I would need to know what the change would entail,” I say, because honestly, I don’t want to be with Azar until I die. I don’t want to be with him at all. I never did.
Rostam dips his chin, his lips curving up into a smile. “I thought that you may say that. Stay alert. Don’t get into any trouble. I’ll see what I can do.”
There is something working behind his eyes. I don’t know what he’s up to, but this is definitely not an innocent meeting, especially since he knows that I’ve been cheating on my husband. That thought alone makes me sick to my stomach. I never intended to cheat on Azar.
I never intended to be with another man.
I never dreamed of falling in love with him either—the other man.
But I did, I have. I can only admit it to myself, but I could definitely love Ruslan. Which makes what I’m doing with him even more dangerous… for the both of us.
