“I heard you made a scene earlier with a girl named Jen Storm,” Dmitri opens our dinner conversation with mockery.

I can see his eyes feasting with my frown face right now. I scowl at him, “Let us eat in peace, amen.”

He sips his wine while looking at me, well, most of the time, at my flaunting breasts.

I decided to wear something sexy tonight. A simple tube long black dress, with a high slit on both sides.

I deliberately wear this to seduce him. Yes, I want him tonight!

“Will you look at my face and not my breasts, Dmitri?” I frankly tell him.

He laughs at what...