Chapter 14

Ariel

I woke up grumpy, more tired even, and slightly bitter and irritated by the way Dmitri had been moving us around without any explanation.

Not like I cared about his business, but it shouldn't affect mine, right?

In less than forty-eight hours, I've slept in three different places; Freud's house, the hotel in Texas and this house in Seattle. No sane person would be happy about that and the annoying part was that he wasn't around so I could vent my anger.

Seattle was a good place and though the penthouse we were in currently was quite smaller than his mansion in Texas, I didn't mind because...