Er betrachtete die stuckverzierte Decke und fuhr sich durch seine schwarzen Haare. Er streckte sich kurz und schlug die Seiden Decke zurück. Der jung... Oligarch schlief, wie jede Nacht nackt.Vladimir Dunwich war der Sohn eines reichen russischen Milliardärs. Seine Eltern waren beide Verstorben und so konnte er auf das immense Vermögen zugreifen. Er lebte mit seinen Angestellten in einem Anwesen in den Staaten und wurde trotz seiner 18 Jahre in der High Society sehr geschätzt. Er hatte dunkle. " I smile as I see him steal a beer from a patron.We head toward our room and while scanning, I note three men that from the way they are looking at Anastasia will probably be a problem later.The room is functional and clean but not what I would call nice. However Anastasia gushes, "Erast, this room, in fact this whole place is great! Come on let's get something to eat and drink."I caution her, "Anastasia, put your tactical vest back on and make sure your sidearm is ready."She complains, "Erast. He could almost imagine what her naked body would feel like moving underneath him. He wanted to give her the most pleasure she’d ever had. He wanted her to feel all the desire he felt for her through his touch. He wanted… He shied away from the final thought of wanting her to feel his love. He had waited for her, waited longer than he ever had for someone he wanted but he wasn’t ready to explore that particular emotion. Not yet. He made his footsteps heavy so she would know he was on his way. " I'd like an office as well," I said, struggling to keep my temper."You'll have to make do with whatever you can find." Are we finished here?" I asked, beginning to rise. I wanted out of this office as soon as I could."Yes," was all I got from him in response.I walked out to the reception desk and flopped into the chair I had previously occupied. I needed to cool off before I said or did something I would regret. Brigit looked at me and I think I was pretty easy to read."Don't be too upset,.