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His little eyes judge me just like his father’s. Jesus. Adrian gets an A+ for cloning himself.
“The big deal is that no one looks at you the way I do. No one gets a glimpse at what’s mine.”
After a few failed attempts, Lia calls for Yan, who joins them. She motions at the bench, probably inviting him to sit, but he shakes his head once. So she stands up, grabs him by the hand, and drags him to the seat beside her. Yan’s alert gaze meets mine through the window, and I’m about ready to go out there and beat him to a pulp. I know it’s not his fault, that she did it, but my brain can’t look past her hand on his. Her hand is on his. As if sensing my murderous plans, Yan swiftly pulls away, but that doesn’t extinguish the fire that’s burning holes in my chest. Staring him down, I
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The fact that she’s defending him makes his case worse, and the more she takes Yan’s side, the deeper his grave gets.
“That goes without saying. However, that’s not the only price. Anyone who dares to touch you will pay, too. In fact, if I catch anyone looking at you, they’ll wish they were never born.”
“Do you need Mommy too, Papa?”
Adrian pauses before he says calmly, assertively, “I do.” My heart lunges, thundering and squeezing against my
“I wish I’d never met you.”
My lips brush against her forehead. “I’ll meet you over and over again if I have to.”
“He’ll fucking kill you if he hears you talking to his wife about kink.” Damien squeezes Kirill’s shoulder. “Rest in pieces, motherfucker.”
“I’m sorry your boss is a major fucking jerk, Yan.”
“He always was. Are you only seeing it now?”
“I’m just a patient asleep. I’ll pretend I know nothing.” He winks, and my heart thunders.
