The Russian's Stubborn Lover (The Fedosov Family Series Book 1) by Leslie North Read Free Book Online Page B

but seeing him close his eyes and take several deep breaths, she drew her own interpretation. He was frustrated with her for some reason. If he knew we had a history together, he would be furious!
    Opening his eyes, he deliberately raised his eyes to her face, keeping them from raking over her body. “Miss Thompson…”
    Julia cut him off, “Please, call me Julia.” She was willing to make peace with him.
    “Miss Thompson,” Dmitry started again, deliberately using her surname, “We have a standard that I expect our employees to maintain. Your activities last night go directly against that standard. I’m sure Mrs. Rusnik told you that the board is very conservative and any hint of impropriety would be looked at very poorly.”
    Julia gaped at him in astonishment. He was angry she had gone to the art exhibit? But, he had been there. Didn’t the rules apply to him as well? Closing her mouth, she pushed herself off the desk, asking in a very calm voice, “So, let me get this straight. You’re not really angry at me for changing the report format. You’re angry I went to that art exhibit last night…”
    “And then dancing and partying with some guy your model friend just happened to pick up last night.”
    Julia couldn’t argue with the model picking up the strange guy last night; but what business was it of his! She wanted to accuse him of being that strange guy who tried to pick her up several weeks back, but held that thought to herself.  Deciding to deal with the events from last night and let the past stay in the past. “Were you not at the same art exhibit?” Julia asked calmly.
    Dmitry shrugged his shoulders, “What I do is not important. It is what you do that matters.”
    Julia exploded, “But that’s sexist and total unacceptable!”
    Dmitry took a step towards her, “But that is the way it is in Russia! You will take care not to put yourself in any more compromising positions. Is that clear?”
    Julia folded her arms across her chest and glared at him, refusing to answer him. He might be able to tell her what to do while she was at work, but her free time was just that – hers. She would do what she wanted with it!
    Dmitry saw that he was not going to get an answer and turned on his heel, leaving her fuming in the small office. She was going to be trouble and he didn’t need the distraction right now. The company needed his undivided attention and little Miss America had better get herself together and jump on board.
    Julia counted to ten, and then twenty, finally reaching fifty before her temper began to cool down. The nerve of the man! Well, she had never been one for letting other’s push her around. Walking around her desk, she sat down and calmly picked up the phone.
    When Antonia answered several rings later, she calmly made arrangements to go out with her again that same night. It was Friday after all, and Antonia was at loose ends. Vladimir, the young man from the previous night, had been a dud and Antonia had been looking for an excuse to blow him off tonight. Now she had one!
    Julia arranged to have Sergei drive her to the center of town where Antonia promised to meet her and together they would go shopping and to a movie and dinner. What they did after that would depend upon whom they met while they were out.
     

Chapter 8
     
    Dmitry entered his office, barely managing to refrain from slamming the door shut. The American woman was going to be trouble. Maria Julia Thompson. She was…
    Dmitry stopped his thoughts midstream, remembering she had asked to be called Julia. As he replayed that in his head, something triggered in his memory and wouldn’t go away. He felt like he had met this woman before, but he couldn’t place her.
    He had met many beautiful women while in the states, so it was possible that they had met at one function or another, but the feeling was too strong for just a passing ‘hello’ type meeting. He quickly pulled up her dossier, looking for something that