“We’ve been seeing each other for six years. Six years. You can try to deny it, but I know you care about me. I know—” “Care about you?” I scoffed. “Let’s get something straight here. I do not care about you. You’re a warm body for me to stick my cock into. That’s it. If you’ve deluded yourself into thinking you’re something more, that’s on you. Now, let’s not waste time pretending you care for me either. We both know all you care about is that I’m the future Pakhan. If it had been Nikolai or Lukyan, you would have attached yourself to them instead of me.”
