_Meghan I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I was a hypocrite. The past week had been nothing but wonderful at the penthouse, I was making progress with Ethan. It was not as fast as I had hoped it would be but It was still progress. My doctor said to take things slow, it will happen naturally. My son was growing while I waited for things to take their natural course. Neon was wonderful to me, only if he didn't have to be this good. Now I had nothing to fault, except he was someone's husband and possibly ran a harem. His wife probably cried herself to bed while I moaned my way to dawn. I sighed. If I didn't move from the mirror I was at the risk of running late again. Francois would blow a tantrum this time. Yesterday in my rush to make it on time, I had taken off my scarf and my neck was on display for everyone to see. I thought Dave was going to faint from the horror on his face. But luckily he didn't say a word, which made it worse somehow.I turned around to find Neon sta

_Neon After much persuasion, Meghan and Miriam, together with Ethan took the private jet to the Island. For how long they would be there, I had not specified it. But one thing I knew was that they would be safe from Damascus's paws. Meghan still believed I wanted them gone because of the articles but that was the last thing on my mind. I didn't care about all the lies they were spreading. When I met Meghan, she was not a hooker and that was all that mattered. I also knew that Adelita was behind the leaking of Ethan's photos from the house but Meghan didn't need to know all that. There were far more pressing issues to handle at the moment. For one, Damascus was a person and not a place I went to. He wanted guns, I was not willing to supply them. And because of that, threats were made, threats that I'm certain would be carried out soon. I paced the living room floor of the penthouse, my visitor was supposed to have arrived by now but knowing him, he was most likely flirting with th

_Meghan When I woke up, the sun was out and my eyes instantly went to the armchair in the corner of the room, but it was empty. Neon had already left. I pulled the covers over my head and indulged myself with some snippets of the memories from last night. I sighed. I wanted to close my eyes and go back. Last night things truly shifted for us. It felt like I was crawling inside his skin and he was inside mine. Although I didn't know what was the next stage for us, I believe we had reached it. Whatever it was. When my foot hit the floor next to my bed. I winced, I didn't remember ever being this sore except for the first time. But this was some delicious kind of sore. I made it to the ensuite on wobbly legs and ran myself a bath. I took my time in the warm water, tracing the small bruises on my thighs and stomach with a gentle hand. The marks on my neck were visible to anyone with eyes. I sat in the warm bath until the water turned cold. When I was satisfied that I was presentabl

_Ludovic Neon had done Meghan no justice when he tried to explain her beauty in words. I was taken by surprise when she walked into the room. She was shaken by what she heard but no amount of grief could hide away her beauty. She was a tiny thing with curves in all the right places. My first instinct was to take her in my arms and never let her go. Now I knew why my nephew had been prepared to hide her from the world, including his family. She deserved a castle, far away from everyone and everything. Hell, I could have paid a million pounds to drag her away from that job as a stripper, she was too delicate to have other men ogling at her all night for their filthy thoughts.For a moment she seemed taken aback when her eyes met mine and I knew what must have terrified her. It was obvious Neon had never told her about how funny we all looked. If she had been in st. Petersburg and found all of the Petrov men in one room, she would he would ran for the hills. We called it the defective

-Meghan The flight to Russia was long but I could not bring myself to fall asleep and miss anything. Miriam was sitting with Ethan, who had been restless the whole flight over here. I felt sticky and stiff, I wanted to shower and change. When the private landed at the airstrip, two cars were already waiting for us.A man in black came to welcome us and motioned for us to get in the waiting cars. Miriam and Ethan were ushered into the first car. And it quickly sped away, leaving me dump-funded at what just happened. He then opened the door of the second car and I climbed in at the back. “Welcome to Russia. I hope your flight was to your liking.” I turned to find Ludovic already in the car. Happy to find a familiar face, after a week on the Island, wondering if he had changed his mind about us coming over, I smiled at him. “I thought you were still in London.” He looked at me as if to force a smile but it did not reach his eyes. “I was, but I had to organize things this side.” He