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“This is one of the situations where you pick your battles. If you don’t, I’ll be happy to sit you on my lap and shove food down your throat.”
“I’ve never done this with anyone before you, Lenochka.”
“One strike.”
“For calling you what you are?”
“For being angry at yourself for illogical reasons and taking it out o...
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“Yes, I do, or the boss will have my balls.”
“Glad to see you laugh, even at the expense of my misery,” Yan grumbles.
“Have you seen him? Also, I’m still not okay that Kolya gets all the fun.”
“Senior grump, maybe.”
Maybe I should ship the fucker back to Russia. Some Spetsnaz training would do his personality good. If he dies there, oh well. What a fucking pity.
He. It’s a fucking he. Lia has been meeting a motherfucking ‘he’ behind my back.
I’m so paranoid that if Jeremy didn’t look like a younger version of me, I’d do a DNA test.
She turns around, yelping, and I’m staring at a replica of my wife. Someone who has the exact same looks and build. Even the eyes are almost identical. Almost.
She might smell like her, but she doesn’t have that natural soft body scent that no one but my Lenochka has.
“Find Lia’s location through her dental tracker and send it to my phone,” I order. “This one is an imposter.”
“Come down, Lenochka. Please.”
