Demitri entered his home with exhaustion. The day had been long, filled with meetings and endless discussions.
He wanted nothing more than a hot shower and some quiet. But as he ascended the stairs, a soft melody floated toward him, pulling his brows together in confusion.
Music? He quickened his pace, heading toward his bedroom.
As he passed the head maid, he paused. “Is someone here?”
The maid hesitated, her face paling. “I… I didn’t see anyone come in, sir.”
Demitri’s eyes narrowed, suspicion prickling at the back of his neck. He continued down the hall, his steps deliberate.
When he reached the bedroom door, the music grew louder, a sensual tune that didn’t belong in his space.
He pushed the door open, and his breath caught.
“Elena?”
She stood in the center of the room, her long blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. She wore nothing but a red lace lingerie set, her lips curling into a sultry smile as she turned toward him.
“Surprise,” she purred, striding toward him with confidence.
Demitri stepped back instinctively, his body tense. “What the hell are you doing here?”
Elena ignored his question and wrapped her arms around him, pressing herself against his chest. “I missed you, Demitri. And now that she’s gone, we can finally be together.”
He pried her arms off him, his tone sharp. “Ashley is not gone. And even if she were, you have no right to be here.”
She laughed softly, retreating to the bed. She sat down, crossing her legs, her eyes never leaving his. “You’re so tense. Come here, let me help you relax.”
“Elena,” he warned, his voice dangerously low. “Get out.”
She leaned back on her hands, her posture a picture of temptation. “Why are you so angry? I’m here because I care about you, Demitri. I’ve always cared about you.”
“I don’t care why you’re here. Leave now.”
She tilted her head, her smile fading. “I’m not going anywhere.”
Demitri’s patience snapped. He strode toward her, grabbing her arm to pull her up. But before he could drag her out, she twisted in his grasp, her hand flying up to slap him hard across the face.
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