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He might not have known it, but the second she walked into that room, she was mine.
"I don't want a docile woman, a weak woman. I want a queen. A woman to help me conquer and rule. A woman who will stand by my side, not cower behind me.”
"I suggest you talk with your fiancé first, Arturo. It is never a good idea for a woman to go to bed angry. Especially a Volkov woman."
Nikolai started doing his usual techy shit. After a couple of minutes, he turned his laptop to face us, a wicked grin on his face. "Got ‘em. They're a couple hours away, in a town called San Bernardino."
Sometimes I wish I could bitch-slap my own damn brain.
