17 Taya Snow

Viktor and Eva came upon a brown door, and she knocked lightly, "Madam, it's Eva."

"Come in," A silvery voice sounded from within, and Eva opened the door.

Viktor held his breath as the doors opened, and he saw the sunlight entering through the large windows in an attempt to blind his eyes.

However, his vision remained unfazed as the figure of a woman was standing near the window, looking outside.

Eva moved to the side as Viktor slowly walked in as if in a daze.

The woman looked tall and was dressed in a elegant white sheath dress with short sleeves.

However, as she turned around, Viktor saw a woman in her late thirties so beautiful and graceful that she looked like a goddess who descended from the heavens to grace the mundane world with her presence.

Even though her real age was almost forty she would be mistaken for a woman in her late twenties.

Her eyes were striking as a pair of ice lotuses, her naturally white hair looked elegant like a river of ice, her skin looked like fair snowflakes, and her lips were strikingly red as a bloomed cherry.

A beautiful thin red belt was tied around her willow-thin waist, and her bosom hidden underneath her dress looked so round and full as if something would burst out of its trappings at any moment.

Her bottom beneath her slim waist was also rounder and firmer. Her entire body was dripping with a kind of allure and charm that could eat away at the bones and souls of any living being.

She wasn't maintaining any pose or even saying anything, but her very existence gave off a flawless, dreamlike image of a proud ice queen.

Any common person who saw her would immediately pay their respects to her and treat her as a goddess not only because she looked like one but because of how much favor she had done for the world.

The name, Taya Snow, was famous throughout the world, and even presidents of different nations would have to book an appointment just to have a short meeting with her.

There would hardly be any people in the world who would dare to show the slightest disrespect to her, especially considering the fact that most people looked up to her as their idol and savior.

Even though her expression and eyes were cold when she saw Viktor entering the door and saw his face, her eyes softened for a moment as a complicated light flashed past her eyes.

"Eva, you may go. I will call you later," Taya Snow said as she glanced at Eva before looking back at Viktor.

Eva was about to enter along with Viktor when she was surprised to hear Taya's words.

Since the day she started to work under Taya directly as her personal bodyguard, she had never left her side once except for any emergency orders Taya gave her, like the one she gave to bring over Viktor personally.

Taya also wouldn't go anywhere without taking her along, and no matter how much of a confidential meeting she was having with any other person, she still never told her to leave her side.

So, this being the first time made her feel quite surprised and also finally realize that Viktor's relationship with Taya was way closer or more complicated than she thought.

But she still couldn't help but feel a bit worried about leaving a playboy like Viktor alone with Taya.

Still, she didn't want to question Taya's wishes and closed the door as she went out silently.

Silence descended as the two kept looking at each other as if they forgot to speak.

Taya was the first one to break the silence as she slightly looked away and remarked, "As expected, the years have done no effect on you."

Viktor didn't say anything but only walked closer to her while maintaining his gaze on her.

Taya noticed him walking over, and her impassive expression started to show flickers of slight awkwardness as she slowly tried to step back.

Viktor smiled as he casually continued to walk forward, "Why are you running away again? Do you still hate me?"

Taya's cold expression melted as the memories she was struggling to bury resurfaced. But then she shook off all those memories and coldly said as she stopped moving, "I don't know what you are talking about. Why would I hate you when I am over all those things...when I am over you..."

Viktor's smile didn't fade away as he said, "Is that so? Then why do I feel anger in your words? You know that my senses never fail me. Are you not happy now?"

"Does it even matter to you? If you truly cared...you wouldn't...forget it. I don't want to remember the past just like you don't want to. I now have many bigger things to worry about, including my own family."

Viktor mockingly chuckled, "So I am not family anymore?"

Taya's eyebrows gathered, feeling bad as she said in a tone of regret, "No, that's not what I meant. I meant my daug—"

"Oh, the daughter from the mysterious husband whom you married just to get back at me after running away from me. Isn't it?" Viktor interjected as he looked into her eyes.

Taya squinted her eyes as she looked back at his eyes, "Why do I sense anger in your words? I thought you didn't care. Then why does it matter to you what I do with my love life?"

Viktor chuckled as he shook his head, "I am not. And whatever I did was for you. But you won't understand since you can't. Okay, let's stop talking about things that don't matter anymore and have a fresh start, eh?"

His tone became playful suddenly as he caressed her cheek, "Even after all these years, you have been looking way more beautiful than before...just like a goddess. How about we have some good time for ourselves for old times sake, eh?"

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A/N: Don't jump into conclusions yet and read on to know the whole story b/w these two. It surely would be satisfying :3