The morning sun broke over the estate in pretty colors which seeped through the sheer curtains of my suite warmly. The sky was beautiful today, it had a lot of calming colors in it; gold, silver, blue, pink. But nothing about it intrigued me.
I had received a message yesterday saying one of Gideon's long-standing allies from the East, known for trafficking in arms, girls, and influence was coming over to pay a visit from Russia. He was just as cold as Gideon, just as ruthless, and just as evil.
I knew this wasn't a friendly visit, I knew he would come here to assess me and try to demean me, and even try to remove me from my position because like Gideon, he had zero respect for women.
I stood by the window, watching the gates open for a convoy of black BMWs that trailed into the courtyard like sleek serpents. The Russian had arrived.
