Chapter 22. Something Funny?

Aubrianne Ivanov

After landing, stretching out, I groaned. This was a long flight, and I could not wait to reach my new home.

Everything was arranged by Mr. Thornton’s Right Hand, Mr. Ivan Grey. He arranged a place for me to stay, my pick up from the airport, and helped get my furniture, most of my clothing, and appliances into the country.

After clearing customs, I grabbed my two luggage and travel bag and made my way out front. Looking around, it took a little while to spot the sign that said, Ms. Aubrianne Ivanov.

But when I eventually did, I waddled straight for him. He is tall and a bit slender but has got some muscles. He is handsome, wore expensive-looking— tailored to perfection, black jacket, white shirt, the first two buttons were undone, black denim pants, goldish, dark blonde hair, blue eyes, uhh, I cringe at the sight as my mind flashes back to Ron’s grey-blue ones.

The memory of that night came crashing into my mind.

I pushed