Chapter 32

• [IVAN]
• “Do I look like someone who gives a damn about your excuses?” I barked into the phone, standing at the nearest balcony next to our table, trying to handle my work as quietly and effortlessly as possible.
• After handing over the tasks of the day to Dimitri, I had hoped to spend some quality time with Ana and our kids. It was the first time we had been out as a family, and damn, I had been looking forward to it. But these men I do so much to tolerate can’t even handle one task without calling me twenty times.