"No, princess, that is not Joe. That is Aleksi Ivanhov. He may be wearing a disguise, but he looks so much like his father. He was definitely not on my list of enemies," Marco says. "Ivanhov, as in the owner of Ivanhov Petroleum?" I ask and he nods. "He does have an accent, or at least a broken one. What could he want with me?" Jay asks, looking very confused. I tighten my hold on her, and she looks back at me.
"Dad? Since when do we have beef with the Russians?" Marcello added before Marco could answer Jay. Marco sighs heavily, and looks at my dad. "That would be my fault," my dad says, and I frown. "Just tell us, please dad," I say. "Before I met your mother, I dated a girl by the name of Natalya Petrov. Back then, I didn't know exactly who she really was and how she ended up in Italy.
