Chapter 35 Valentina
- Too many thoughts tumbled through my head, and no matter how I tried
- to arrange them, they were an impossible jigsaw puzzle. Nothing made sense. Nikolai was impossibly old? Old? What the hell? The guy in front of me wasn't old.
- But the comments about Mom. About Dad. Was that just cruelty? Another game from the man who'd contracted to own me for one month?