Chapter 3
Mia’s POV
I followed Viktor down the hallway on shaky legs, the silk robe brushing against my thighs with every step and reminding me how little I had on underneath.
My p***y still ached from kneeling beside him at breakfast, that constant throb between my legs refusing to go away no matter how much I told myself I hated him.
“Husband,” I forced the word out quietly as we stopped in front of a set of heavy wooden doors.
“Where are we going now? I thought the deal was just one year, not whatever this twisted game is turning into.”
He pushed the doors open without answering me right away.
The office inside was huge, all dark wood and glass walls overlooking the city skyline like he owned every building out there.
A massive leather chair sat behind a desk that looked mor
