PIPER
I'm so shocked that I can't actually process what I'm seeing. My tongue is three times its usual size, and I can't form the words.
Sergey fills the silence. "Were you really talking about me or were you expecting someone else?" He smiles mischievously. His eyes roam over me, taking in my mostly bare legs peeking out from under Timofey's t-shirt. "Did the don leave you all alone?"
"What are you doing here?" I finally managed
.
"Can't a father visit his son at home?"
"Timofey will kill you if he finds you here. You should leave before he gets back."
I'm shaking all over, but I do my best to put power behind my words. One day, maybe, I'll be a Bratva wife. I'll have to learn how to command a room the way Timofey does.
Clearly, I'm not there yet. Sergey doesn't flinch at all. In fact, he takes a step closer to the bed.
