Karla Kuznetsov's POV
I was having the usual dance routine at the studio when suddenly I was being called out by the instructor that someone was here to meet me. I was asking who was it but he just shrugged at me.
"Just hurry up, we have a lot of work to be done," he said before I was walking out of the studio and was shocked to see that Scott was there waiting for me as he was leaning against the wall.
"Scott, what a pleasant surprise. What can I help you with?" I asked him as he was looking at me as he was scanning me up and down. I was wearing a thin strap cami with the legging as well as ballet shoes. I don't know why I felt conscious when Scott was looking at me but I did.
"Good morning, Kiska,"
"Good morning to you too," I said before he was pulling me into his arms and kissed my lips. I was shocked to know what was going and when I was ready to kiss him back, Scott broke the kiss.
"I see that you are busy right now but I have to ask you about something," he said as I was nodding at him before I furrowed my eyebrows at him.
"Why don't you just called me?"
"It's much easier to ask you directly," he said as dread was coming into my veins. I hoped he was not asking something personal that I was not ready to answer yet.
"Okay…" I said as I was looking at him before Scott smiled at me. He gave me an envelope and when I was looking at the front page, it was in Danish.
I don't know what it was saying. I think it was Danish or any Scandinavian language I hoped.
"What's this?" I asked him before I was looking at Scott. He smiled before I was opening the invitation that he just gave me. It was for a masquerade ball before I was arching my eyebrows at him.
"Are you asking me out?" I asked him as Scott was rubbing his neck.
"Sort of," he said as I was smiling at him. I put away the invitation before I was coming closer to him.
"Is this the reason why are you coming here or is there something else that you wanted to tell me?" I asked him as I was looking at him. He flustered and I don't think that he would be flustering right now. I smiled before I was looking at him.
"So?" I taunted Scott before he was looking behind me then back at me. Then, he pulled me closer as I was hitting his hard chest with my hands as I was still holding the invitation.
"Was this good enough answer for you?" He asked as he was grinding his hardness onto my stomach. I gasped before he leaned closer to me.
"Just remember, Kiska, you're mine and mine alone," he said and with that, he seals it with a kiss. I was closing my eyes as I was wounding my arms around his neck before I was pulling him closer. I moaned a little before Scott broke the kiss and perked my nose.
"I see you this weekend then?" He asked me before someone was clearing her throat. When I was turning to look at who was it, it was Bella and she was smirking at me before I was remembering what she told me yesterday. I turned to look at Scott before he arched his eyebrow at me.
"I will go if you go to my invitation as well," I said as I was looking at Scott. He nodded before he asked what was it.
"It was like a get together between close friends and family. So, I was wondering if you can come with me as my date?" I asked him before Scott was smirking at me.
"Well, I am your boyfriend after all. So, it would be rude not to go with you," he said as I was smiling at him.
"Is that so, Mr. McBaran?" I asked him before he was chuckling at me. I was smiling at him before my instructor was calling after me. I turned to look at Scott before he nodded. Then, he put his mouth next to my left ear.
"Remember what I told you, you're mine and mine alone, Kiska. Remember that," he whispered huskily before I was looking at his garnet eyes. He was serious and I wondered what was triggering his possessiveness.
"Karina!" My instructor called after me. I sighed as I was closing my eyes.
"Coming!" I said before I was looking at Scott. He smiled but it did not reach his eyes.
"I see you around, Miss Kazakov," he said as he was kissing my knuckles before he winked at me. I smiled before I was moving away from him with the invitation in my hands. I was happy to know that I was being invited to something that was for my fake identity.
Even I wanted to be Karla Kuznetsov, I can't.
I sighed before I was putting away the invitation and I was entering the class again. The instructor was looking at me before he was clapping his hands and we were in the position from the start.
"From the top," he said and we were dancing for our performance tonight and I was for one was happy to know that I will be going out with Scott McBaran the night after tonight and after the get together that I promised Bella to go to.
After our routine ended, Bella Levakis was asking about that hunk of a man before I was even out of the building.
"Okay, you got to spill all the things that you were discussing with that hunk of a man," she asked me before I was smiling at her. She was not a busy body person but right now, she was curious to know who that was.
And I was not to tell her who was Scott McBaran in my life, not until I know where I stood in his life.
"Someone that I know," I said as I was smiling at her. Bella arched her eyebrows at me before she was smirking.
"Do you involve with him?" She asked before I felt the blood was flowing to my face. I should get used to it or it might seem awkward if I was to tell the status of my relationship with Scott in the future.
"Umm, that was not your concern," I said as I was trying to fight the blush that was staining my cheeks. Bella chuckled before I was swearing under my breaths.
"Whenever you're ready, I will be waiting for it. So, will you bring him to the get together then?" She asked me as I was sighing. I guess I can say that Bella deserved to know about that perhaps.
"Yes,"
"Wonderful, we'll be waiting then," Bella said before she was walking to the red Lamborghini that was waiting for her. I swear that her husband was a very busy man but he made time for his wife.
How charming, I wished I had that as well. And with that thought, I saw that Scott was waiting on the other side of the road when he was smirking at me. I was looking around and when I saw that he was crossing the road to come at me, I know that he was smirking at me.
"Hello, signorina," he said as he was kissing my knuckles. It was early evening as the dance practice was late and it was getting much more intense when the performance was around the corner.
And by that, I mean tomorrow night.
"Hey yourself," I said as I was smiling at him.
"Do you want to get some early dinner? I am famished and I know that after burning so many calories, you are too," Scott said before I was arching my eyebrow at him.
"Hmm, someone's been keeping a tab on me," I said as I was smiling at him. Scott laughed before he was putting his hand on my lower back and pulled me closer. I was about to tell him yes when the instructor was calling after me.
"Karina, do you have a minute?" He asked as I was turning to look at my dancing instructor. I turned to Scott before he was clenching his jaws. Okay, I think I need to bring them away from each other before World War III broke.
"Sure, just one moment," I said as I was talking to Scott before he interrupted me again.
"Now," my instructor said as I was closing my eyes and sighed.
"It's okay, I'll be waiting," Scott said before I smiled weakly at him. He nodded at me before he turned to look at my instructor and I was moving toward him.
"My office," he said as my instructor was going inside the building before I followed his pursuit. That was the moment that I wished I never followed him.
And that's the moment I know that I was waiting too damn long to show my real claws at the dancing instructor.