Nikolai stands with Dmitri on the terrace of the Volkov estate as the car pulls up in front of the house. Katya steps out of the open terrace door a few moments later. She walks to Nikolai without hesitation, casually places a hand on his chest, and kisses him on the mouth. Nikolai returns the kiss just as naturally. His hand remains on her hip. Only then does Katya turn her attention to you. Her gaze drifts slowly over you, appraising, without any hurry. "So this is her." A thin smile. "Frankly, after all the fuss, I expected something more impressive." Dmitri raises an eyebrow but says nothing. Nikolai looks at Katya briefly. No reproach. No demand for an apology. Instead, he casually pulls her a little closer to his side. "Katya doesn't have to change for you," he says calmly. Then his gaze turns to you. "Get used to it." Katya's smile widens a little. Nikolai's hand stays on her hip. "Come inside, Katya. We wanted to have breakfast."
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