Casey by Claire Marta & Nia Farrell

Author:Claire Marta & Nia Farrell [Marta, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2020-03-13T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Casey scanned the foyer of the spa, her gaze settling on a familiar presence. The Russian stood by the reception desk watching her with a half-smile curving his lips.

His earlier phone call had been brief and sharp. Something was on tonight. She’d known that the second he wanted her to pose as his girlfriend and told her where he’d arranged for them to discuss it.

She just wished she knew what he was thinking.

He’d sounded chilly when they’d spoken. Now that they were here, his easy attitude was surprising. After agreeing to get with him last night and failing to show, Casey had expected some other emotion. Annoyance. Anger. Even disappointment. Thanks to Malik and Iosefa, she’d completely missed her meeting with Ivan.

She still couldn’t believe that she’d fallen asleep in Malik’s arms and awakened in Iosefa’s lap. The main thing was, Morgan was safe. In the end, she hadn’t needed the Russian’s help after all. Desperation could have driven her to do something she would have regretted. Owing a favor to a Bratva was not something she needed hanging over her head.

“Ah, there you are, kiska,” he greeted her. “Everything is ready for you.”

Eyebrows knitting together at his words, she placed a kiss on his clean-shaven cheek, keeping in character. “This is an interesting surprise.”

“There’s a dinner tonight and you need to be pampered.”

Casey smiled at the upscale-looking receptionist. The place was exclusive. A little world of luxury and relaxation. She’d never booked a spa day even though she could easily afford it. If Ivan was treating her to this, she’d make sure to pay him back. They had to remain professional. There was no way she could accept gifts from him.

“We have you down for a waxing, facial, body wrap, and massage,” the woman told her, calmly glancing at a sheet of paper on the desk. “Mr. Michalov, we have you down for a massage. If you’ll accompany Alice, she will show you to your room.”

Your room.

Singular.

Casey’s gaze met Ivan’s dark stare. His expression gave nothing away. She wished they’d met at the club. She didn’t know how secure the place was, and he still needed to tell her the details of the dinner. She presumed they’d be left alone with enough time to explain.

A pretty brunette led them down a corridor into the inner sanctum of the spa. Designed with Asian influences, the wide hallway looked like a passage in a Far Eastern palace. Alcoves and small tables held jade carvings, Buddhist statues, and ancient, twisted bonsai trees that were worth a fortune.

The room they were shown to was decorated with exquisite silkscreen paintings. A Japanese landscape had been masterfully created on one wall. Soothing sounds of flutes and koto strings played through hidden speakers. Two massage tables were positioned side by side with heated stones laid out next to them.

“Please undress,” Alice told them politely. “Your therapists will be along shortly.”

Casey didn’t speak until she was certain they were alone. “A spa?”

Unbuttoning the top buttons of his shirt, Ivan raised an eyebrow.

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