Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Mikhail couldn’t take his eyes off Calliope as she moved gracefully through the room. She had an aura that seemed to set her apart from the surroundings, and he felt a strange pull toward her. His own words echoed in his mind—“angelic.”

As Cassiopeia approached their booth, Mikhail straightened, his curiosity piqued. She greeted Clark with a warm smile, her eyes briefly meeting Mikhail’s before she looked away, almost shyly.

“Mr. Morgan,” she spoke, her voice soft but clear. “It’s good to see you.”

Clark grinned in response as he placed a hand on Mikhail’s shoulder and his other pointing at his friend. “Cassiopeia, this is my friend Mikhail Dmitriev. Mikhail, this is Cassiopeia.”

Mikhail stood sternly extending his hand towards her, his eyes never gazing away. “It’s a pleasure to meet you... Cassiopeia.”

She then took his hand gently as her touch felt cool and delicate on his. “The pleasure is mine, Mr. Dmitriev.”

“Please, call me Mikhail.”

She nodded while her eyes met his