C26 Twenty Six
Not once in a million years did Dani think she would be on a plane back to Russia.
It would’ve been over her dead body, and yet here she was now on a business class flight to Moscow, with Alexei quietly sleeping in the seat next to her.
Come to think of it, it had been almost around the same time last year. How ironic that she would be returning to the same frigid tundra
