Four Months Later

Beau

"I won't walk down the aisle until we found Dinara." Her chin was firmed and her brown eyes were flashing. She had made her position on such a touchy subject ages ago.

"Okay, detka. You win. But you have to sign this." She narrowed her gaze at her fiance. Though it was no use calling him that, everyone took leave to address her Mrs. Vasiliy or tzarina. She let them be. She was enjoying it anyway but she wouldn't admit it to the man towering over her with possessiveness.

"What are these?" There were at least five copies of documents that he wanted her signature on....