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them very often. I think she does it to punish me.”
    “What’s that?”
    “Cottage cheese dumplings.”
    Ella shuddered. She wasn’t much of a cottage cheese fan. Falling silent, she ate her breakfast and listened to the rambunctious conversation around her. She didn’t understand a single word.
    A few minutes later, Dina returned her attentions back to her. “So how did Mr. Chesnovak hire you? It’s not like we really need another person working here.”
    Ella flushed a little. “We met in the hospital. My mother is in long-term care, which is very expensive, and Erik offered me a job. I don’t think I’m here to replace you if that’s what you’re afraid of.” Dina regarded her closely, and Ella frowned. Grabbing her napkin, she wiped her face. “What’s wrong?”
    “Nothing. You just called him Erik. It’s just a little strange, that all. I guess we’re a little bit more formal around here.”
    “I’ll try and remember that.”
    Dina joined in on the Russians’ conversation, and Ella watched them closely. They all seemed comfortable with each other, and they seemed happy. She hoped that meant that Erik would be a decent man to work for. Although, for the money that he was paying her, it really didn’t matter.
    When breakfast was over, Dina helped Ella clean up after herself. Whatever Zoya said made it clear that she didn’t clean up after the servants, and she looked almost angry. Ella wanted to ask her new friend why the cook seemed to despise her, but she figured it was safer not to. Before she started on her chores, Dina grabbed her hand. “Do you know what Mr. Chesnovak does for a living?” she asked quietly.
    “Sure. I actually went to the club the other night. It seems very popular.”
    Dina’s eyes searched her face. “You think he’s a club owner?”
    “Is he not?” Ella asked, confused.
    “I am sorry. My English needs some work. I meant to say that you know he’s a club owner.”
    Ella nodded her head, but she couldn’t help feeling suspicious. There hadn’t seemed to be anything wrong with Dina’s English earlier. “Yes, I know that he’s a club owner. It’s not really my thing, but it’s obviously working for him.”
    “Yes. Let me know if you have any questions.” There was a strange smile on her face when she released Ella’s hand. Ella wanted to push her for more information, but the others were already dispersing, and Zoya was glaring at her.
    Scurrying upstairs, she started first on Erik’s bedroom. She felt a little strange moving around his most intimate space. Apparently boundaries weren’t something that concerned him. The room was minimalistic in style. In addition to the bar he’d mentioned, there was a king-sized bed with linens in greys and blues, a nightstand, a large television, a large black dresser, and a huge walk in closet. A large window overlooked the pool and gardens. It seemed to match him perfectly—cool and aloof.
    There were no pictures to provide any details of his life or feminine touches to suggest he might have a girlfriend. All the surfaces were meticulously clean, but the bed was rumpled.
    As she smoothed out the sheets, she tried to remember what her mother had taught her. As an adult, Ella was fairly messy. She almost never made her bed. “Am I supposed to tuck the corners in? Is it supposed to be straight or at an angle? Damn it,” she muttered to herself.
    She was going to be terrible at this job.
    Tugging on the corners to pull out the wrinkles, she tried not to focus on the fact that his body had touched these sheets. Rolled around on them. Did he sleep naked? Did he sleep alone?
    “That is none of your business,” she growled. “He signs your checks. Nothing more.”
    “Nothing more what?”
    Ella shrieked and whirled around. Erik had sneaked silently into the room and watched her with a small smile.
    “I was just reminding myself what I needed to do today,” she stuttered. “What are you doing here? I thought you’d