Megan Harvey slid from the front seat of her best friend, Stefan Romanov's expensive car; and stared in awe at the old style, plantation mansion on the outskirts of Oak-vale, Idaho. She felt a nervous tremor shiver up her spine in trepidation, trouble was brewing, but she had no idea why she felt the way she did.
Stefan walked around the hood of his car and took Meg's hand into his own, and led her up the white stairs leading to the large double, front doors. The door opened and an elderly man in a suit, bowed his head slightly.
"Welcome home Master Stefan, Miss, I will have Joe get your luggage. Master Nik has asked that you meet him in his study, as soon as you arrive."
"Thanks Harry, I would like you to meet Megan Harvey, Meg this is our butler Harry," Stefan introduced.
"Pleased to meet you, Harry," Meg greeted and held her hand out to shake Harry's.
"Likewise, Miss Megan," Harry replied with a smile as he shook her hand.
"Come on Meg, we'd better go greet big brother," Stefan said as he pulled her along the large wide entry.
Meg hardly had time to take in any of the house. Stefan pulled her along as he walked quickly to a room towards the back of the house. She had to practically run to keep up with his six foot five frame, she was taking three to four steps for his every one.
Stefan didn't knock on the half closed door to the study, but pushed the door open and strolled in, tugging Meg behind him. Meg was a little breathless by the time they came to a stop in the study, and tried to calm her breathing quietly.
He let go of Meg and walked up to his older, slightly shorter, brother, and pounded him on the back as he hugged him. "Hey Nik, how's business?"
"Busy as usual," Nik replied in a deep gravely, accented voice.