Russian Billionaire's Reclaimed Lover (Chekov Billionaire Series Book 2) Read Online Free PDF

Unsure what to expect, she ordered tea but held off on opening the menu. Within minutes, Dimitri Nardiv sat down across from her, as she looked up startled.
    “Mr. Nardiv, what’s with all the subterfuge?” Sarah asked as she looked at him.
    “Dmitri, please, Sarah. I think we are past those formalities,” he stated as he looked at her.
    Unsure what to say, Sarah sat there looking at him. From what she had been able to find out, Vitaly and Dmitri were boyhood friends who had been apprenticed to the same man as teens. As they got older, they had decided to go into a logistics business together, but it had all gone horribly wrong when Vitaly found out that Dmitri had been smuggling contraband into the country.
    Deciding to part ways, Vitaly headed out to the west coast and only recently returned to the east coast when his business began rapidly expanding. Until several weeks ago, when they saw each other at a fundraiser neither had seen each other in almost a decade.
    “What can I do for you, Dmitri?” Sarah asked him.
    “Oh, my dear, Sarah. It’s what I can do for you.”
    “And that would be?”
    “Money, of course. Lots of it. Something I’m sure a woman your age would enjoy.”
    Narrowing her eyes at him, Sarah crossed her arms. “And in return, you would want…what?”
    “Information on your contract negotiations with your Russian clients, of course.”
    Shaking her head, Sarah grabbed her purse as she started to slide out from the booth. “I don’t know who you think I am, Mr. Nardiv, but I am not for sale.”
    “Oh please. Everyone is for sale; it’s merely a matter of finding what they want most. You are set to graduate soon. You must have student loans. Credit cards. Wouldn’t it feel good to pay those off and buy a nice car for yourself instead of that ten year old model you’ve been driving?”
    Sarah couldn’t prevent the surprise from showing on her face at the mention of her car. Standing up, she slammed her bag onto her shoulder.
    “For the record, Mr. Nardiv, I don’t have any student loans nor do I have credit card debt. And while yes, my car may be more than ten years old, it works just fine and when I’m ready to buy another one, I will do so with the money I earned honestly. Now, good day, sir.”
    “He can never love you, you know.”
    Sarah stopped to look at him. “What did you say?”
    “Chekov. If he is the reason for your loyalty, know that he can never love you. He doesn’t have it in him.”
    Shaking her head, Sarah stormed out of the restaurant and walked for several blocks before she stopped to take a few breaths. She couldn’t believe that he tried to bribe her for information. Of all the nerve. Deciding that she was done for the day, she hailed a cab to take her back to the apartment. As she let herself inside, she realized that she had forgotten her laptop at the office, but she was too angry to go back. Tomorrow was Saturday. She planned to go to the Museum of Modern Art with Cindy and Clara, from the office. She would stop by when they were done to pick it up.
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    The girls ended up spending the entire day at MOMA and were enjoying dinner and cocktails when Sarah remembered her laptop. Cindy waved her off assuring her that it would be fine where it was until Monday. If anything emergent came up, she could handle it on her smart phone or then go to the office. Agreeing with her, the girls toasted to a long hard week, as they made plans to go to a day spa the next day.
    While Sarah missed her best friends back home, she was glad for the friendship Cindy and Clara readily offered, which made her days spent in New York that much easier.
    When Sarah arrived at the office on Monday, she immediately went