Polina POV
Panic overwhelms me and I sit up straight in bed. I know it has to be past six. Sylvia will be ready to beat me if I'm late with breakfast. My eyes move around the unfamiliar room and the events of yesterday come rushing back. I'm not in Maximus and Sylvia’s home. I refuse to acknowledge the fact that I share DNA with that ba**ard. It's still hard to believe that Zakhar is willing to accept me. The man that was meant to protect and love me didn't even want me.
A knock on the room door has me rushing out of bed. I should have woken up early and showed them I can be useful. I open the door and a beautiful woman in a red sweater dress is standing in the hallway. She looks like she could be a model with her auburn hair and perfect curves. "Hello Polina," she says. I whisper the g
