Ivana POV
My heart pounds as Vicktor reaches his hand out to me. He leads me down a short hallway. When he pushes open the door, I'm surprised to see how big the room is. A king-size bed sits in the middle of the room. Dark grays and blues decorate the room. Before I can focus too much on the decor, he places his hands on my shoulders, turning me to face him.
The teenage girl inside me who never thought this man would notice is freaking out, but the woman is ready to drop to her knees. Before I can, Vicktor presses a searing kiss on my lips and drops to his knees. "What are you doing?" "Worshiping my woman," he says. His words have a shiver of excitement crawling up my spine. He removes my shoes and socks first. He places a kiss on the sole of each foot.
He reaches up and works my pan
