C12 Chapter 12
Ivona Pov
"Why was I suddenly asked or should I say more likely commanded to get back here?" I threw my bag pack on the couch as I glared at Alex who poured himself a glass of wine from my bar.
"Why? You seemed to be miffed off by the situation," he took a sip from his wine as he walked towards the couch and sat on it with the glass of wine in his hand