WOULD BE LONG GONE

Really? Here? Does he really expect me to answer all these questions with the people here? I thought to myself as I cast a nervous glance at the people seated at the table. Turning my full body to look at Ivan, I grabbed his hands. "What are you talking about? I danced with everyone at the party!" I told him, mostly the men.

"Oh believe me, I noticed." Ivan hissed at me his voice filled with spite as he reached for his wine cup which was now empty. "Fucking hell, bring me more wine!" Ivan roared out.

I shook my head slightly at the servant who was approaching the table with a jug full of wine. When he saw the signal, he stopped. Ivan turned to glare at the servant, his brows narrowing with confusion. "I asked you to bring me more wine!" He yelled his voice slightly slurred.