Blair's POV.
I sighed in relief as I finally settled in the car. I still can't believe that Ivan really revealed out marriage to the world. What's gotten into him lately?
"Why the fuck did you let that punk get so close to you?" Ivan rang me out of my thoughts.
"Seriously, why do you care?" I asked him. I just don't get it.
"Of course I care. I'm your husband." He said.
I shook my head. I'm not in the mood for his drama right now.
"Hey, Mr guard, where are we heading to?" I asked instead. I know he's one of Ivan's bodyguards, but I don't know his name.
"We're heading to boss's house, ma'am." The guard replied.
"Boss's house? This jerk beside me has a house in California?" I asked, surprised.
"Yes, ma'am, and we'll be there soon." He replied.
Wow! I never knew this.
"How many houses does this jerk have?" I unconsciously voiced out my thoughts.
"He has a house in every country in the world, ma'am." He replied.