Milena’s POV:
I wake up alone in Lev’s bed.
That’s definitely not how I fell asleep, so I lift my head off the pillow, frowning as I look around the room in search of my runaway boyfriend. I don’t see him anywhere, but I think I can hear his voice coming from outside the room. I start to get up, grabbing a blanket with me to cover my body, since I have no idea where my clothes ended up last night.
I find Lev in the living room, all dressed and suited up, facing the floor-to-ceiling windows that look out on the most gorgeous view of the city. He’s on the phone and speaking Russian, which means he’s probably talking to his family. I keep quiet as I step up closer to him, sliding my arms around him from behind and pressing my cheek against his broad, muscular back.
Lev switches to Englis
