CHAPTER 61
DIMITRI
“I just want to check on you, hun. Have you had breakfast?” I asked while I swiveled my chair to face the window panel as I looked at the early morning view of the tall buildings in the area.
Azalea released air from her mouth, I could hear the wheezing sound. She was pissed off that I was calling and texting her frequently. I want to be informed of her whereabouts, although I could easily ask for that information from her security detail. If I'd be honest, though, I was enjoying it when she was mad at me. Azalea was full of zest when she’s mad. Her cold and distant demeanor was harder to handle. If she was seething in anger, it was easier to put out.
“Do I need to tell you about every detail of my activities? I am no longer a child, Mr. Russo. I will eat when I am h
