Chapter 8. The Nerd in the House

"Luka! Come here, you too Olga!" Daddy dearest was apparently very worried, that he required both of our attendance in his home office.

Luka let me walk before him, my conclusion was either he was checking my ass out, or he was too shy to confront the great Alexei. I'm putting my money on him checking out my ass.

I smirked on the inside, while I let my hips sway just a little more seductively. I thought I heard him groaned from behind me, but then he was beside me moments later and take his seat at one of the empty chairs in front of Dad's large wooden desk.

"Nikolai had filled me in. The shooter had been taken care of. Roman is taking care of the rest of his team. Now Olga, tell me your assessment on Luka." Dad demanded as he sipped his coffee or malt. With his trustee black mug, no one would ever know.

"Luka?" I asked back at dad.

Luka is a fine man, handsome with a sexy smirk, tall with lean muscles and smart...yup I like my man smart.