Even Ana was a little bit jealous at how her sister-in-law didn’t seem to age a day. Wearing a tight club dress with heels sky high, Sofia drew the gazes of several men as she and Ana walked into the joint. “Sofia,” a familiar bouncer drawled, grinning salaciously. “Good to see your beautiful face in this place tonight. And how is the Vasin princess doing tonight, sweetheart?” “Fantastically,” Sofia replied, smirking. “How’re you doing, Pete?” “Better now that you graced my night.” “Flattery will get you everywhere.” Pete laughed. “Oh, I know exactly where it gets me. You looking for your brother?” “We are,” Sofia said. “He’s in the VIP with his guys.” “Thank you,” Sofia said. Pete nodded to Ana. “Ana.” “Pete,”