I stumble when I try to walk in the shoes. They’re not high heels, but they’re women's shoes. I can’t believe I forgot how to walk in women’s shoes. The horror. After I spray some perfume he brought, something soft and flowery, I inhale deeply and exit the bedroom. The man from earlier is sitting at the dining table with some papers in front of him, but that’s not what makes me stop. It’s the man who’s waiting at the front of the room, who freezes upon seeing me. Astonishment and awe fill Kirill’s expression, and his icy eyes turn to liquid blue as his eyes follows my every step. Once I’m
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